Warrior Cat RP? Love drama! Always open!

"Yes, maybe in a few moons though.", Basilpaw told him. (Maybe one of his siblings like her, but she doesn't like him back?)

Sure!)

Stormie (Stormchaser) |♂| 19 moons

How to describe this majestic and elegant cat? For one, he is uncannily large, everything about him broad. He is jet black, diluted throughout his coat, with several (and I mean several) scattered hairs of white and paler grey. Black is the reigning color, however. He has a pale undercoat of white, so when he walks, he flashes his white roots. He holds himself with the confidence of a lion, with constantly narrowed golden amber eyes, flecked with orange around the outside, that bore into your soul. From his ears sprout 1 ½ inch black tufts of fur. He has a wide jet black nose. He has thick neck fur, making him look all the more broad around the neck. It is pale grey near his cheeks, and as it progresses, the grey becomes stormy, and horizontally striped white fur. His huge paws are jet black, with a smattering of white clubs, sprouting ivory colored claws. His thick furred, elegant tail is colored like a raccoon’s, with the same black found throughout his body with pale grey rings. His strangest feature however is his teeth defects, causing them to have grown two rows of needle sharp teeth, and overly large canines, the tip hanging just out of his mouth, making him look like he is always scowling.

It doesn’t help the huge tom that he is overly brooding, preferring to shut himself away from all of reality. He is severely introverted, and is pistanthrophobic. He is very flighty. Aside from those roots of his personality, his is very dutiful but sometimes finds it hard to commit loyalty, for fear of being betrayed. No, even when you earn his trust, he doesn't roll over for you, you still have to work. (WHAT D: It's called being pistanthrophobic) He does not handle empathetic situations very well, as he finds it very hard to relate to others. Despite being fearful and defensive against other cats, he is madly affectionate to his owners. He can't imagine his life without them, despite their poor state. Because of his social distancing, and the fact that he has never had to survive without humans to back him up, he will take a lot of adjusting to get out in the real world. However, his physical fitness and street smarts will give him some support.

Born to a family of show cats, his teeth defects caused him to become worthless for show, and cast out by his first owners. When a family of poor humans took him in when he was just a kitten, he quickly became attached to them. He earned his keep being a pest exterminator, eating his catch. However, when the family had to move to a place that would give the male a much better pay, they were forced to leave their beloved companion behind. Stormie waited for them, but they never returned. Heartbroken, he is now trying to learn how to survive.

|Loner|

I can age stormie down to 12 moons if you want me too. ||

(Ok! I still kinda want sky to have a love interest, maybe like he gets mad at Basil and starts hanging with another she cat or something and then like tries to fight stormy cause basil is his best friend?)

"Well, maybe i'll be a warrior first" Skypaw mewed excitedly, ready to take on more responsibilities. He was two moons older than her, after all. Its just every cat seemed to forget that fact.

He shrugged, "You never know, maybe you'll do something crazy brave and become a warrior first," He suggested, his tail tip twitching.

"Really?" He mewed, surprised. He never thought that the she cat wanted to have kits. He couldn't imagine trying to handle kits and a mate while being a warrior.

He shrugged, "I dunno. Not right now, I guess I want to focus on my duties first." He admitted.

" I guess so," The tom muttered, clearly uncomfortable about talking about this subject. He couldn't imagine Basilpaw, or any of his sisters, staying in the nursery with a pawful of kits. It was just weird.

He nodded eagerly, "I feel like I'm on fire!" The young tom exclaimed, uncomfortable with the heat. It didn't help he had thick, long fur. It made green leaf unbearable for him.

"Thats why I can't wait 'till leaf-fall " He purred in agreement.

"Have fun with that stupid fur-ball," He purred, thinking of his brother who was more into training than anything.

I could add a cat to the fray?