WHEATFROST // WINDCLAN

[Shads]

(giving him out for adoption)

W H E A T F R O S T

I - know - days - will - come - and - go

MAYBE I'LL GROW OLD, BUT I WILL DIE[/div]

My mother, lilacwhisper, and father, Shadowfall named me Wheatfrost.
I was born sixteen moons ago.
I belong to Windclan.
I have one sister, named Clovergale.
I have one brother, named Dustfury.
I am a male who finds females very attractive.

I am the medicine cat of Windclan.

but - for - the - trouble - i - have - caused - i - wonder

WHERE DO I BELONG, IS IT HERE?

a p p e a r a n c e

Wheat's fur is like his mother's, long but always soft. He is dark brown with tabby markings just like Clovergale, but he has two distinct differences. One being he is a tuxedo, but with brown instead of black. His chest, belly, paws, neck, and some of his tail are white. His coloring in unique, and not often seen, and he enjoys that. He doesn't like being mainstream, he enjoys being different.

His build is very different, also. In fact, its almost comical. His legs are long and lanky, not much muscle on them at all. But his body is bulky, resembling Dustfury's even. But he is nowhere as popular as his brother. He is not the most handsome cat in any way, shape, or form.

let - the - passion - of - your - heart - make - them - real

AND TELL ALL THE ONES YOU LOVE ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING YOU FEEL

p e r s o n a

What Wheat doesn't have in looks he makes up for in personality. He is an incredibly sweet and selfless tom. He never raises his voice, never even thinking to do so. It seems he is incapable of anger. He can be hurt, and most certainly has been, but he will never project that hurt into anger on that person. Its for this reason he can be seen as being a push over, just letting cats walk all over him. He is very trusting and forgiving, which is often confused with naive. But this is not the case. He is well aware of how a cat is and what they are like, but he believes that they will change. He only sees the good in cats, which can often times lead to him putting his trust into the wrong cats.

But no matter how times he gets hurt, he never gives up. He is a determined tom, determined to be the best he can be. He is shy and meek, which is often confused with being awkward. He would just rather be with his thoughts than other cats. But he will not turn down anyone who wishes to converse.

laugh - about - the - past - and - secretly

WISH WE COULD GO BACK AND SAVE THE CHILD

h i s t o r y

As a kit, he was included from most things. In fact, he was hardly ever noticed. That didn't bother him, though. He was content with thinking, pondering. Something he did alot of as a kit. While Clover and Dust were off discovering new places, Wheat was creating them with his mind. He was always the more logical one of the group.

When he became an apprentice he decided that fighting and hunting were not his thing. His body structure simply did not support it. So he decided to study medicine, and became quite proficient at it. It was almost like he was born to be medicine cat. He blames himself for his mother death, though, because he should have been able to save her. He treated her as she bled out in his den, and yet there was still nothing he could do. She would have died even if Starclan had willed she lived. Her body was barely even recognizable from all the wounds. He was the one to clean her and make her look somewhat presentable, even though his mentor had begged Wheat to let him do it.

When his mentor died of old age, Wheatfrost got his name before his siblings. And now he has Hallowpaw, his apprentice, and hope to train her as well as he was trained.

seeing - worried - eyes - that - know - it's - time - we - cannot - buy

WAS THIS WORTH THE TIME TO WRITE?

e x a m p l e

N/A

THIS WAS MADE BY SHADS. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL. Some ideas in the form were derived from Sil on Twilight Forest. Thank you Sil, for being my muse.

[- Leafy ღ]