Post by Fadingstar on Aug 16, 2008 0:05:23 GMT -5
Name: Dustwind
Age: 27 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ShadeClan
Rank: Warrior
Dustwind's Biggest Belief: Anyone is capable of the most horrible crimes.
Quirks/Fears: Hates himself, has a twitch of his right eye, absolutely cannot be wrong or he fears physical and emotional punishment, and cannot stand hanging around apprentices.
Appearance: A light dust color covers most of his pelt, so unlike his family's dark pelt though the one thing about him that he has in common with them are the darker dust spots that dot his pelt making him quite handsome. Many would also be attracted to his bright green eyes that always seem to spark despite his unhappiness. His black claws are rather blunt yet combined with his large paws are still quite powerful. His tail is quite long showing off his long line of StoneClanners before him which often gets him nasty glares from a lot of the ShadeClanners he now calls his clanmates.
From his large, powerful, and stocky build Dustwind is quite an intimidating figure to be dealt with. Built for fighting his heart is more into hunting and he hates his looks to death for that fact. Oddly enough he makes a pretty good hunter, no one can really explain why he has skills in this area, perhaps just his need to be able to.
Personality: Depressed and Bitter. The two best words to describe this brute, and pretty much his life's story. Pain. Depression. Pain. More Depression. His medicine for basically everything is to sink away and disappear, often heading over to the Wet Woods for days at a time to go hate himself in private. None of ShadeClan tend to care, they are used to it and they except the fact that the native StoneClanner had issues like most StoneClanner's had. Dustwind is hot-tempered but rarely speaks his emotion, besides the under the breath comment here and there, instead he tends to bottle it up just adding to his grief.
Dustwind has never been a mentor and doesn't plan on being one, he is fearful that he will do it wrong or scar them like Talonclaw had scarred him. That and apprentices remind him of his Apprenticeship and that one event that would continue to haunt him for the rest of his life. His twitch usually appears when he is anxious or upset about something, often lasting for a few minutes and adding a creepy look to him. Despite his perfect battle figure Dustwind hates the very word 'fighting' and will only fight if need be.
History: Dustkit didn't fit in even back when he was just a big lump of fur, his sisters were scared of him and he couldn't bring himself to play with them. Even his own father looked down on him, he didn't have the family coat or build, he was the outcast.
Dustpaw was named an apprentice to Talonclaw, that day decided his fate. Talonclaw was a brute to say the understatement of Dustwind's life. He enjoyed the squeals of pain from Dustpaw as he pinned him down and told him he wasn't good enough, he had to be perfect. Forever ingraining in Dustwind's mind that if you didn't succeed you weren't worth the effort. He often got back to the Apprentice Den limping late at night. Nightpaw eased some of the pain, but after recieving scar after scar from Talonclaw he couldn't take living in this Unappreciative Clan. Dustwind was in complete and utter desperation, he felt as if he were doomed to die slowly and as painfully as possible. Something stood in his way so he took it down, however after the deed was done did he realize what he had done. He was a Murderer. His own sister had fallen to his claws. He had sprinted off, later wandering into the ShadeClan camp, after proving his worth by fighting off the guard of the camp in his rage they apprenticed him. Everyone looked down on him however he was an enemy in their eyes, he would never be good enough. The thing was that Dustpaw already knew he wasn't good enough and attempted to prove himself worthy of living by doing as best he could. He never felt pride in himself though, he never felt good enough.
Finally at 14 moons he was named Dustwind even though most of his new Clan looked down on him still and he accepted that. e drew away and hid from it all, what was the point of actually doing anything? He wasn't worth the effort....
Kin: Ashstep(mother, deceased) Blackstride(father, deceased) Nightpaw(sister, deceased) Breezewhisper(sister)
