Written in the Stars

[ Picture Pending ]

⌘︎Cloudchaser⌘︎

One line Description: Fluffy white tom with grey speckles.

Full Appearance:

Cloudchaser is an average-size tom whose thick pelt hides an athletic form. He is a swift runner, seemingly unburdened by his coat when in motion- though notably a poor swimmer. His fur is primarily snowy-white with flecks of darker grey around his ears, muzzle, and tail-tip. The fur around his toes tufts out, and his inner ears are densely whiskered and furred. Cloudchaser's eyes are a light blue color, almost grey.

He has a light, soothing voice that is edged just a little towards a higher pitch; it almost seems as if he's whispering even when projecting his voice to address many cats at once. It's rare to hear his voice turn harsh at all. He speaks with a natural lilt.

His eyes are often distant, his mind lost in thought or perhaps surveying something on the far horizon.

Brief Personality: Amiable, Diplomatic, Laid-back, Obsessive, Self-effacing

Full Personality:

Cloudchaser is an overall friendly, casual sort of feline. He is approachable by nature, and rarely judges others too quickly. He fits in well with the melting-pot culture and backgrounds of OakClan, never placing expectations nor condemnations upon others until he's seen a fuller picture. His patience in dealing with others and understanding their viewpoints makes him a good peace-keeper, though others may criticize it as being afraid to fight for a belief.

Despite his laid-back attitude, however, if he has a question on his mind he can't help but try to get it answered. He can usually reign himself in, but excitement and a little awkwardness cause him to go overboard sometimes.

However, if he's gotten something wrong or in any way hurt someone, Cloudchaser becomes almost inert. He deals with harming his fellow clanmates extremely poorly, even when it has been explained to him that he wasn't at fault or someone else should take more blame. He becomes determined to right this wrong in some way, to prove he is worthy of his fellows' good graces again. Everything else becomes secondary.

Parents: Unnamed x Unnamed
Siblings: Unknown/None
Kits: None
Full History:

Cloudchaser was born as simply 'Cloud'. He lived outside the clans with a single mother, fending for themselves against the wilderness. However, as his first winter approached, his mother feared for his health; a badger had claimed their den, and they had nowhere else to go. They marched through the snow for what felt like years. Cloud felt his body become heavy, and then, it was dark.

When he woke up again, he was in an unfamiliar but warm place that smelled funny; the medicine den of OakClan. As he recovered from his close-call with the other side, he immediately began to ask about his mother, but no-one could come up with any answers. He was just old enough not to be adopted without knowing it. As his paws recovered from frostbite and his ribs filled back in, it was decided he was fit enough to train among the young clan as one of their own.

He graduated a couple moons later than most, spending some extra time recovering and catching up to his peers; he was named Cloudchaser for his speed and determination.