Spiderstorm. [The depressed]

[ZEBRA ! [used to be toasty]]

Name | Siderstorm

Gender | She-cat

Age | 17 moons

Rank | Warrior

Clan | Streamclan

Beliefs| Spiderstorm believes in Starclan, but not all the time. She agrees with cats who don't believe and cats who do believe. Her beliefs are fickle, and believes them when the clan needs them, and when it sounds appropriate. She also believes when all the cats strongly believe, and doesn't when they aren't in need of them.

Parents | Dappledfur: Mother Owl: Father, deceased, NP

Siblings | None

Other Kin | None

Mate | Ottertail

Crush | Redtail

Kits | 'Not yet'

Apprentice/Mentor | 'Not yet'

Appearance | She is a skinny, but slightly lithe cat. Her front tooth is slightly chipped, and has a long, scar that reaches from her neck to her back leg. She also has many small scars from battle. She has long legs, which makes her look tall, but when compared to a big cat she is rather small. Though she is all of this, she is still very pretty, with huge, yellow eyes. She has pure black fur, but has a skinny brown stripe that goes down her back.

Personality| Spiderstorm is a bit grumpy, only because what happened to Fox. She loves her clan dearly, but is mostly sad, and upset about her life as a pack member.

She can also be loyal. She cares about her clan, and remembers what happened to her when her pack was attacked by fox's long ago. She hates the memory of just standing there after the brutal death of her lost mate. When she was told her father also died, she regrets not helping. She knows her clan needs her more then ever, and knew that she had to be loyal.

She can be nice to cats, only if they are nice to her. She loves caring cats, and be able to trust them. But with cats who don't like her, she is rude and usually ignores them. She doesn't like to be cruel, so tries not to think about them and hopes they will be nicer sooner or later.

Skills | Spiderstorm is very fast, with her long legs, which makes her also good at hunting. She is rather good at fighting, but usually isn't fast enough to react. She knows how to use her claws, and will make a cat regret ever fighting her.

History | Spiderstorm used to live with a group of rouges, and was named Night, short for Night Crawler. She was also in love with a cat named Fox, short for Mighty Fox. They where both to much in love, and knew they would be together for ever. Or that is what they thought.

About four seasons later, the pack of rouges found a dead cat in there territory. They wanted to take it out, and promised to bury it in peace the day after.

They never thought fox's lived near there, they only seen young ones, and never saw the young fox's parents. Everything was normal, but that night, a grown up fox came to see the dead cat. He seemed hungry, hungry enough to eat a cat. After ripping up and eating the dead cat, he noticed the pack of well fed cats. Everyone fought and fought, soon figuring out that there where more fox's who wanted to fight. The cats where out numbered, and a few cats lost there lives. Soon, the bloody battle nearly ended when she noticed that Fox was dead. Maybe it would be okay that he died proud, fighting for her pack, but she would never be happy without him. Night could do nothing but watch the fighting now. She didn't want to do anything. She soon dozed off, not paying attention to anything.

She woke up with a huge pain in her belly. She moved her head slightly to see a fox was digging his claws in her body. She let a huge yowl, but no one herd. No one was even looking at her. She bit her lip as the fox dug his massive teeth in her scruff and pulled her up to her paws. She cried once more, looking at the bloody battle. She closed her eyes and tried to walk, leaving the feeling she had before. She turned around, and saw the huge fox running towards her. She couldn't do anything but run and run now. Night steered in a straight line, and soon found her self running toward a small cave, with smaller rocks all around it. She closed her eyes and paced toward it. She soon felt rocks dig in her pads, and saw pebbles fling in her eyes. She couldn't go much farther, feeling weak enough to just fall. And that is exactly what happened. She tripped, and felt painful, sharp rocks in her face. She even noticed that her tooth hit a hard rock, and felt a huge pain in her mouth. She slowly got up and walked in the cave, limping. She fell down on her side, right on her scar. She closed her eyes and put her nose to the rock. She smelled something unusual. It was fox. She soon figured out that this cave was the fox's den. The fox sat, watching Night for about a day. She did nothing but sleep and look at her self in a puddle, seeing that her tooth was chipped, leaving only half of it. She soon fell asleep, feeling pain and sadness.

She woke, hearing a yowl. Night looked up. She looked at he cause of the yowl. It was someone from his pack! She jumped, feeling weak and hurt but was too excited to stop and rest. "We are leaving. Now." A cat said. Night followed, to tired to disobey. As they arrived, they told her that her father Owl died fighting a fox. She couldn't take the news worse. She couldn't stand it. Neither could Dapple, her mother. They where to upset to even stay around the Pack. They soon left the Pack, and Night soon changed her name to Spider, to forget about life as a member of the Pack. They traveled day and night, soon to come to rest near a stream. They soon found a group of cats, called Streamclan. It was like the pack but much bigger. They loved the idea and soon joined.