Getting To Know Me
|âGenderâ | "Any cat should be able to tell that."
Tom/Male
|âAgeâ | "Too young to be a full-fledged medicine cat...."
20 Moons (1 years and 8 months). He had to take the responsibility of a medicine cat very early on.
|âLikeâ | "There's not much left to like..."
Crowheart does enjoy simple things such as the warmth of the sun, and prey, though he hasn't been able to focus much on the things he does like, as he is always so busy with other things. Whenever he can though, he'll find the largest area of sun he can find and lay for hours.
|âDislikesâ | "Ah, and so many things not to like."
Crowheart doesn't like fighting, and though trained in basic defense and attack, he doesn't practice much. He also doesn't like kits, and often finds them annoying or always in the way.
|âHabitsâ | "None, I swear on Starclan."
Crowheart has a few bad habits, and all of them are based around his near obsession with perfection. He must always have every healing item at full stock, and must never mess anything up or he'll regret it for days. He's very self-disciplining, and scolds himself for the tiniest things. He has a habit of tripping over his tail as well, which has an odd kink in it, and is quite long.
|âPhysical Appearanceâ | "Oh, how much I wish my fur was long and beautiful like others..."
His fur is a light gray, the colour of dust. It's short, and often quite dirty, for he rarely has time to groom himself. Luckily all the dirt is hidden because of the colour of his fur, though if you look closely you can see matted spots and odd patches here and there. His tail is also quite long, twisted oddly and kinked in the middle. He trips over it quite often because of it's odd angle, and still hasn't gotten used to it. His eyes are a light green, though appear amber in some lighting. He has a heart shaped face with a short neck, most of his muscle build on his shoulders, with a broad chest.
|âClan/Position in the Clanâ | "I'm respected for what I do, but I feel like I'm not doing enough..."
Crowheart is the Thunderclan Medicine Cat.
|âPersonalityâ | "It's more stress and worry than actual personality.."
Crowheart likes to generally stay away from all forms of conflict. Fighting, arguing, anything that could endanger him. Some might view him as no braver than a kit, while others just think he's cautious. He always thinks before he speaks, and actually does stay quiet most of the time unless spoken to. He's very self-disciplining, and can be very hard on himself. Crowheart is a perfectionist, and doesn't like making any errors. If he does, he'll think about them for days. He takes things in many different ways, a simple 'hello' can mean twenty different things to him, depending on who said it, the tone of voice, everything. He's constantly worried, almost paranoid, and doesn't like to get in anyone's way. He's constantly stressed as well, and though he's usually nice to others, he can snap sometimes if under too much pressure.
Crowheart however is quite patient, and though can get annoyed with others a bit easily, he usually keeps it to himself. He spares others from feeling the stress or worry that he does, and bottles up most emotions inside. Being a medicine cat at such a young age is pretty bad on him, and he holds onto feelings for a long time, including the loss of his mentor.
|âEating Preferencesâ| "Anything really....except birds. "
It may seem odd, but Crowheart really does not enjoy bird kill. The taste is fine, but he has seen too many omens relating to birds that he can't seem to stand them anymore. He especially does love deep ground animals, such as voles and burrowing mice.
Under My Fur
|âSecretsâ | "It's natural for a medicine cat to have secrets."
He holds many secrets, including omens he has seen. Though he is meant to tell the leader of what he has seen, he does keep some things to himself, which is usually frowned upon. It's usually only when he visits the Moonpool will he be honest, since of course he is speaking with Starclan. Crowheart hides a lot of things, usually for the better of others though. If he suspects someone in his care is about to die, or isn't doing so well, he won't speak of any problems until he actually comes across any, just so others can avoid worry. He really doesn't have any personal secrets....besides the fact that'd he'd very much enjoy having a mate, someone to live his life with, even though it's not allowed. As well, he often sneaks off the clan's territory when he can, going to see other medicine cats from opposing clans.
|âFears/Phobiasâ | "Too many..."
Messing up, being laughed at, causing the death of someone, not being able to prevent the death of a cat, running out of supplies, fighting, water...he has much too many fears, and is afraid of them nearly all the time, especially since all the latest fighting with RiverClan. Most can see how paranoid he is about everything.
|âSerious Problems/Flawsâ | "Do I have to talk about this?"
His biggest problem is probably the fact that he worries too much over nearly everything. Everything must be perfect, he must never mess up, or he won't be able to live with it. This stems from the fact that he became medicine cat at a young age, since his mentor was killed before he could even fully finish training. The only time he has to learn things is sneaking off to speak to medicine cats of other clans, or when he visits the Moonpool. He is very un-confident, and although not many see any problems with him, he sees many within himself. Another flaw is probably his dislike of fighting, he'd much rather run or hide than go right up and fight, which is very unlike any members of his clan.
|âHistoryâ | "So much has happened, I find it hard to forget."
Crowheart was born in the Thunderclan, to two parents who were very fierce warriors. His mother only had two kits, a very small litter, but they were both strong and very healthy. Crowheart gained the first part of his name, "Crow" due to the gray hue of his fur, and his constant playing with the feather of a crow when he was little. It was the start of a very good life for the small kit. At a young age, his parents already were talking about him and his brother being two of the best warriors, and were already teaching them attacks and defense movements. He was enthusiastic, as was his brother. However, one night, a group of RiverClan cats tried to attack ThunderClan. It wasn't a very useful attack, and they were driven off after awhile, but his brother had gotten scared and ran off. After a long search for the missing kit, they found him dead near a bush of deathberries. The cat had obviously gotten hungry, and eaten some berries only to be poisoned by them.
It was after this that Crowkit didn't feel so happy to fight. After all, it was fighting in the first place that had scared off his sibling and caused his death. It was then that he was leaning more towards the route where he wasn't required to fight...he wanted to be a Medicine Cat, and try to prevent as much death as he could in the clan. He was apprenticed at the age that other cats were apprenticed to be warriors, and followed around the clan's medicine cat, Mintjaw, as closely as he could. He was a quick learner, and picked up everything very fast. After just a bit longer than a year, when most apprentices were becoming warriors, he was wandering outside of the clan's borders when he noticed in an open field, an animal heart just lying in the grass, no body or blood surrounding it.
He was taught to take these odd things as an omen, and asked his mentor what it could have meant. It was the heart of a crow, and Mintjaw figured that it was a sign that Crowpaw was ready to be named and needed to be an apprentice no longer. Even though Crowpaw resisted, he gained his full name, Crowheart. It was only a while later that Mintjaw went out to collect herbs, and passed a bit off the border. She looked up to the sky and saw a flock of crows flying overhead, all in one direction. When she looked down, she saw in that direction, a fleet of RiverClan members rushing to. Having become a ruthless clan like ShadowClan, they injured her badly since she was on their territory, and to resume their attack. No one knew she was injured, and when Crowheart came out to find her, he saw the crows picking at her body.
He had to take on the role of Medicine cat right away, and though he's been successful so far, he still feels very unsure and lost without a mentor, and even worse, his parent's disapproval since he did not become warrior like they wanted him to be.
|âAcquaintancesâ| ""
Who does your character know or doesn't know? Itâs as simple as that.
{Example}Character Name|Stranger,Acquaintance,Friend,Enemy,etc.
|âFamilyâ | "As much as they seem to dislike me, I thank them for guiding me towards my path."
Ashpelt- Father, Alive
Hazelstorm - Mother, Alive
Icekit - Brother, Deceased
|âTechniquesâ| "Fighting leads to too many bad things..."
Crowheart only knows a few basic fighting moves, and most his his attacks consist of just hitting blindly and hoping he doesn't get hurt. He has many different techniques for his medicine and treating wounds, however.
|âThoughts on Othersâ | "I like mostly everyone..."
Crowheart is familiar with most people of the clan, having treated wounds and helped many of them there. He does form his own opinions on almost everyone, and favours some more than others. He especially admires the beauty of Silvernight, admiring her from afar. However he is a bit annoyed about their leader, having to be careful about hiding away his marigolds or else they'd probably be taken. He does respect him though.