Sootstar | 48 moons | ♂
Personality in Depth:
While Sootstar may seem like a tough tom, he's actually a huge softy. His sympathetic nature can sooth any rough edges, and can easily provide comfort to a distressed cat. He's a practical tom, thinking both strategically and emotionally.
He loves the cold, and enjoys patrolling the northern border and traveling to the mountains when the snow becomes heavy.
While Sootstar may seem like a tough tom, he's actually a huge softy. His sympathetic nature can sooth any rough edges, and can easily provide comfort to a distressed cat. He's a practical tom, thinking both strategically and emotionally.
He loves the cold, and enjoys patrolling the northern border and traveling to the mountains when the snow becomes heavy.
History:
Sootstar’s beginning wasn’t the most pleasant. Before his birth, a great drought parched the land and took away its nutrients. As a storm started forming in the distance, a stray lightning bolt struck a patch of dry grass, igniting it instantly. A small fire quickly turned to a raging inferno as it consumed everything in its path, leaving the land behind it burned and black. The clan was alerted, and in a quick round up, the most of clan ran towards star falls, where the lake would provide safety. A few cats had to stay behind -the leader, his mother and father, and the medicine cat- all because Sootstar’s mother had started kitting. The cats huddled in the medicine cat den, hoping the small stream inside would protect them from the burning flames outside. As the fire raged on, a single cat’s wail rose above the sound of the blaze crackling. In a few moments, the wailing ceased to be no more, and in the silence that follow the fire, the sound of a kits mew could be heard. That mew was Sootstar. His siblings didn’t make it for the smoke was too much for their tiny lungs, but he, alone had made it.
In the morning that followed, Sootstar crawled out with his family, leader, and medicine cat, his white paws become black with the soot on the floor. His mother knew then, that his name would be Sootkit, for he survived the fire that tried to destroy him.
Sootstar’s beginning wasn’t the most pleasant. Before his birth, a great drought parched the land and took away its nutrients. As a storm started forming in the distance, a stray lightning bolt struck a patch of dry grass, igniting it instantly. A small fire quickly turned to a raging inferno as it consumed everything in its path, leaving the land behind it burned and black. The clan was alerted, and in a quick round up, the most of clan ran towards star falls, where the lake would provide safety. A few cats had to stay behind -the leader, his mother and father, and the medicine cat- all because Sootstar’s mother had started kitting. The cats huddled in the medicine cat den, hoping the small stream inside would protect them from the burning flames outside. As the fire raged on, a single cat’s wail rose above the sound of the blaze crackling. In a few moments, the wailing ceased to be no more, and in the silence that follow the fire, the sound of a kits mew could be heard. That mew was Sootstar. His siblings didn’t make it for the smoke was too much for their tiny lungs, but he, alone had made it.
In the morning that followed, Sootstar crawled out with his family, leader, and medicine cat, his white paws become black with the soot on the floor. His mother knew then, that his name would be Sootkit, for he survived the fire that tried to destroy him.