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[Updates]

11/6/15: I UPDATED HIS DESIGN

[Group]

Statuses: Alive | Healthy | Active
Activity Level: Moderate

Timezone: Central Standard Time

Skype: Preferred, just ask though
Notes: Preferred, just ask
Chat: Only if it’s a group RP
Comment: Only if it’s in Forum-style

Cursing: Yes | 10/10
Violence: Yes | 10/10
Gore: Yes | 10/10
Sexual Themes: Maybe | 5/10 | It depends. Suggested is alright, but full blown smut is a no-no.

Role-Play Example: sta.sh/0f412ar8u1o

[Basic Information]

Name: Heavyfeather
Past Names: Heavykit; Heavypaw

Nick-Names: Heavy

Affiliation: Thunderclan
Past Affiliation: Thunderclan

Sex: Male
Gender: Male | He/Him

Birth Season: Leaf-fall
Age: 38 moons | 3 years 2 months
Starting Age: 36 moons | 3 years
Rank: Smith

Mentor:Ashspots | Soot covered, ash grey she-cat with pale skin, darker grey freckles and orange eyes | Alive, Elder | Thunderclan
Past Apprentice(s): N/A
Current Apprentice: Tumblepaw

[Physical Information]

Breed: Chartreux | Oriental longhair | Other; moggie

Build: Muscular | Broad
Height: 3’5” | Average height

Scars: Two on his right (left from an observer’s p.o.v.) shoulder | One on his chest

Hair Texture: Soft | Feathery | Dirty/ Ashy | Thick
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Olive | Lighter skunk markings

Eyes: Emerald

Scent: Soot | Metal | Burning wood | Ash | Fire

Voice: Deep | Unsteady | Uninterested |Masculine

[Apparel]

New-Leaf/Green-Leaf Outfit: Heavyfeather is almost always shirtless, and the times he does wear something it’s because more than likely someone forced it on him. Other than this he just simply wears his pants.
Leaf-Fall/Leaf-Bear Outfit: He wears a thick hide robe/coat made with various furs.

Accessories: Wears his smith emblem around his necklace, beaded with a couple of green stones

[Sword]

Sword Name: Hearthglow

Blade Length: 1’6”
Sword/Blade Shape: Almost identical to a falchion, curved end.

Notable Features: Shiny | Only a few nicks and scratches | Curved end | engraved sheath | Malachite bracelet

Other: Heavyfeather uses Hearthglow so often that he often considers it an extension of his arm or body. One would assume that this would cause many nicks and scratches, but thanks to his position as smith the tom can repair and clean his blade as much as he wants to. The smith basically adores his sword and carries it on his hip.

[Stats]

Intellect: 6/10
Strength: 9/10
Agility: 3/10
Speed: 3/10
Tactics: 6/10
Endurance: 6/10
Stealth: 2/10
Swimming: 0/10
Climbing: 8/10
Hand-to-Hand: 8/10
Sword Fighting: 9/10
Hunting: 3/10

Eyesight: 8/10
Hearing: 2 /10
Scent: 5/10

Herbal Knowledge: 0/10
Kitting Knowledge: 0/10
Forge Knowledge: 10/10
Crafting: 10/10

Belief in Starclan: 8/10
Belief in the Dark Forest: 4/10

[Personality]

Gentle | Positive | “not severe, rough, or violent; mild:”
“Heavyfeather isn’t well known for his gentleness, in fact most cats don’t even believe he’s gentle. He is though, in his own sort of way. The tom is gentle and much calmer around his clan mates, especially with the younger generation. He handles those around him like they’re fine pieces of glass and tries not to hurt anyone physically. That doesn’t mean the tom is gentle with his clanmates emotionally. Heavy’s gentleness also translates into his forging. The tom’s feather-light touches are useful when it comes to making intricate details on blades.”

Selfless | Positive | “having little or no concern for oneself, especially with regard to fame, position, money, etc.; unselfish.”
“Another trait most don’t believe he has, Heavyfeather is quite selfless. The tom would willingly put his life in danger to protect those around him. There is a limit though. He wouldn’t try and save a cat from a different clan in a fight unless the two of them were allied or if the attacking force isn’t a part of the clans.”

Calm | Positive | “free from excitement or passion; tranquil:”
“The tom is somewhat calm most of the time. Calm isn’t the exact word to describe this cat. Boredom is the more accurate word to describe him. Heavyfeather is so disinterested in the world and cats around him, that it usually reflects in his face. He seems to be always scowling, when it’s really just how his face naturally looks. This expression really only means the cat is bored with everything.”

Quiet | Neutral | “ making no noise or sound, especially no disturbing sound:”
“Heavy is a very quiet cat. Most think that his silence is natural, that the tom just hates talking. That is half true and half wrong. He does in fact hate talking, but it’s because the tom is almost fully deaf. Thanks to him being hard of hearing, Heavy doesn’t know the volume of his voice or how he is enunciating and pronouncing words when speaking. He’s very self-conscious about this, so that is why he’s so quiet.”

Folksy | Neutral | “very informal; familiar; unceremonious:”
“Being formals just doesn’t fit Heavy. The tom hates using formal speak, it feels unnatural to him. Thanks to this, the tom doesn’t ever show “respect” to cats of a higher rank than him, at least not traditionally. He does show respect to the other cats in his own special way: By not purposely picking fights with them.”

Aggressive | Neutral | “making an all-out effort to win or succeed; competitive:”
“The tom is a fierce competitor and quick to pick fights. The only reason he’s like this is because the tom feels like fighting is a source of entertainment for him. This means whenever the tom meets up with cats from another clan that aren’t in a high rank, he’ll attempt to pick a fight with them. That doesn’t mean he wins most of the time.”

Blunt | Negative | “abrupt in address or manner:”
“Heavy will remark on anything when one comes to his mind. He won’t hesitate to address something that he’s against right away. The only thing that actually does prevent him from saying anything is his deafness. As previously stated, Heavy hates to talk aloud. Instead, he’s solved this problem by making exaggerated facial expressions when he “hears” a cat say he doesn’t like.

Insensitive | Negative | “deficient in human sensibility, acuteness of feeling, or consideration; unfeeling; callous:”
“A seemingly insensitive tom, the truth is half right. He doesn’t really pay attention to the emotions of others and doesn’t really care what they’re feeling when he says or does something wrong. When he does try to be somewhat sensitive though, he’ll most likely fail. The tom really can’t read the atmosphere and can’t understand what others are feeling when he does something rude, and doesn’t understand their reactions because of what he does.”

Arrogant | Negative | “making claims or pretensions to superior importance or rights; overbearingly assuming; insolently proud:”
“So confident in his abilities, the tom often makes dumb mistakes. He usually assumes that he can win a fight, but the tom gets his tail kicked as a result. It doesn’t help that his deafness is a major weakness for the tom and more often than not is the reason he gets hurt. At least his over-confidence can help in certain situations, likes his pride for his creations.”

Likes: The color green | Forging | The smell of ash | Napping | Fighting | Relaxing
Dislikes: Thunder | Mud | Cats yelling at him | Fast talking cats | Swimming | Being tired

Strengths: Strong | Excellent fighter | Brave/Courageous
Weaknesses: Almost Fully Deaf | Slow | Not stealthy

Quirks: Though not sarcastic enough for that to be a personality trait, the tom is known to make a lot of snarky comments towards others. Though since he hates to talk, he’s more likely to make a face at the cat he wants to make a snarky comment at.

Also, he’s not lazy, yet the tom is known for his constant nap taking. It’s a result of the tom constantly staying up, even late into the night, working on blades.

Finally, if you haven’t seen it yet, he’s almost deaf. Heavy’s hearing is steadily going, right now it’s at the point that a cat his to yell at him in order for Heavy to hear them. Due to this he hates talking because he’s unable to control how loud he’s talking and doesn’t know if he’s pronouncing words right.

[Family]

Mother: Cloudsong | A pure white she-cat, pale with feathery hair and green eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Father: Stonefang | A black, dark skinned tom with a white skunk stripe marking with blue eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan

Siblings:
Applekit | A cinnamon calico, tanned tom with green eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Runningkit | A white, pale she-cat with blue eyes | Deceased | Thundercaln

Maternal:
Grandmother: Cherrydawn | A cinnamon calico, tanned she-cat with amber eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Grandfather: Whitebreeze | A white, pale tom with green eyes and feathery hair | Deceased | Thunderclan

Aunts: Russetrain | A red and white, tanned she-cat with amber eyes | Alive | Thunderclan
Uncles: None

Cousins: None

Paternal:
Grandmother: Skunkstripe | A black, dark skinned she-cat with skunk stripe markings and orange eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Grandfather: Elmgaze | A pale tabby tom with emerald colored eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan

Aunts:
Uncles: Stagblaze | A pale tabby tom with orange eyes | Alive | Thunderclan
Birchspots | A black and white, pale tom with green eyes | Alive | Thunderclan

Cousins: Breezepaw | a white, pale tom with black van markings | Alive | Thunderclan

Nieces: None
Nephews: None

Kits: None

[Sexuality]

Current Mate: None
Past Mates: None

Current Attractions: None
Past Attractions: None

Orientation: Asexual | Biromantic
Activity: None

Physical Preferences: None
Personality Preferences: Open | Accepts his deafness | Outgoing | Spunky | Energetic

[History]

Before Birth: Before Heavyfeather was born, his parents lived a happy life in Thunderclan. Cloudsong was a pretty pale she-cat who hated to fight and then there was his father Stonefang, a dark, honorable and brave tom. The two were deeply in love, ever since their apprentice days. Everyone expected them to become mates and weren’t surprised when they did become lovers.

The two cats were ecstatic when they found out they were going to have their first litter. Cloudsong immediately moved to the nursery and Stonefang visited her every day. The two of them often fantasized about their future family. They even thought of names to call their unborn kits. Their happiness was short lived though.

After a particular nasty fight with another clan, no one quite remembers what clan, the wounded warriors returned home with one fatality: Stonefang. The dark tom succumbed to heavy injuries on the way back to camp. He hadn’t been able to make it home before joining the warriors of Starclan.

Cloudsong was devastated when her mate passed on. She mourned the loss of her mate deeply, weeping over him in the nursery. The pale she-cat finally came over her grief when her mother, Cherrydawn, knocked some sense into her. Cloudsong was pregnant with her mate’s and hers kittens, she needed to be strong for them when they were born.

With that in mind, the pale cat over-came her grief. The only thing she needed to overcome now was illness. During her grieving period, she had come down with a sickness. No cat could predict how sever this seemingly small illness would become.

Kithood: When Heavyfeather was born, he was born with his two siblings: Applekit and Runningkit. Unfortunately, the she-cat and tom died shortly after their birth, much to the dismay of Cloudsong. It appeared that the little ones had contracted the same disease that their mother had. Thankfully, Heavykit hadn’t contracted the same disease. Cloud was so happy that her son had survived. She dubbed him Heavykit due to the fact that the tom was large and Cloudsong predicted that the tom kit would become very strong later on in life.

The pale she-cat coddled her surviving greatly, and was quite over-protective of him. She was too scared to let the little dark kit out of her sight. The fear of losing him gripped her heart so tightly that she never let Heavykit stray too far from her side. Sadly that wouldn’t last for long though. Her sickness was getting the most of Cloudsong.

Months after Heavykit was born, Cloudsong finally succumbed to her sickness and passed away in her sleep one night. Heavykit was devastated when he woke up to find his kind and caring mother lying dead next to him. The tom didn’t want to believe it at first, he tried to wake her up when he believed that she was sleeping. Sadly, the tom finally had to accept that Cloudsong was dead when the rest of the clan had to collect her body to prepare for death.

The tom grieved over his mother’s death for months. Thankfully he wasn’t alone though. His grandmother Cherrydawn was there to take care of the young kit after his mother, her daughter, had died. At first the two of the, had no idea what to think of each other. She was harsh with the young tom, and he rebelled quite a lot against her.

This went on for a long while during his Kithood, thankfully the two of them finally started to get along though. After a harsh argument between the young cat and his grandmother, they finally came to terms with each other. Cherrydawn started to treat Heavykit in a less harsh way and Heavykit started to listen more to his elder. The two became as close as Heavy used to be with his mother, sometimes even accidentally calling Cherrydawn “mom”, much to her chagrin.

Finally at twelve months, Heavykit became Heavypaw, apprentice to the smith. He had always been interested in the blades that the warriors carried and wanted to know how they were created. What better way to learn about that then becoming an apprentice to the smith of Thunderclan.

Apprenticeship: When his training started, there was obviously something wrong with Heavypaw. As time went on, the tom started to hear less and less words. His mentor, Ashspots, would have to yell at her apprentice in order to make him pay attention. When asked why he wasn’t responding, the tom would say that he couldn’t hear her until she yelled. Concerned for her apprentice, Ashspots sent Heavypaw to the medicine cat to find out what was wrong with him.

After a quick examine by the medicine cat at that time, the tom was devastated to learn that he was in fact going deaf. Heavy’s ears were starting to fail on him and no one had any good idea why. The medicine cat suspected it was either something in his family or perhaps even this was the result of his mother’s sickness while being pregnant with him. All that mattered to the dark tom though, was the fact he’d eventually lose his sense of hearing.

Fortunately, Ashspots was a brilliant mentor. The she-cat started to come up with a way to communicate with her apprentice through hand gestures and tail and ear motions. She wasn’t deaf herself, but the ash-colored she-cat wasn’t going to give up that easily on her apprentice. The tom was grateful for his mentor’s stubbornness

With his progressing deafness under control, the tom’s apprenticeship went smoothly except for a few bumps here and there. Unfortunately, his biggest bump was when his grandmother died. She had passed away in her sleep and the tom understood that it was her time. Cherrydawn was an old cat and would eventually become one with Starclan sooner or later. He had done his mourning over her long ago.

Eventually the tom became a fully-fledged smith, going by the name Heavyfeather due to his light handed detailing on the blades.

Smithship: Not long after his Smith ceremony, Ashspots retired to the elders den, leaving her apprentice to become the head smith. She knew that he was more than ready at this time in his life, and Ashspots couldn’t stay as the smith forever, she would eventually pass on. The grey she-cat was ready to live the rest of her life in relaxation.

Heavyfeather is now the full-fledged smith of Thunderclan. Not much has happened since his promotion, and he’s rather happy about that. The tom’s become so busy now that he’s the head smith, rarely having any time to sleep. He’ quite happy when he gets a day to relax by himself.

[Relationhips]

| Dislike
| Hate
| Mortal Enemy
| Wants Dead

| Admires
| Respects
| Trust
:bulletyelllow: | Idolizes

| Attraction
| Crush
|Major Crush
| Obsession

| Visually Appealing
| Physical Attraction
| Lust

| Inseparable
| Loves
| Would Die For

| Likes
| Friend
| Best Friend
| Platonic Love

| Acquaintance
| Unsure
| Nervous of
| Scared of

| Uncomfortable
| Avoidance

Cat’s Name | Owner/other | Relation | Bullet
[Thunderclan]

Leopardstar | petit--loup | Leader |
“”

Eagletalon | baeritto | Deputy |
“”

Spottedfawn | Bayflight | Medicine Cat |
“”

Bumblepaw | Raillain | Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“”

Tumblepaw | Furdora | Smith's Apprentice-aka his apprentice |
“”

Ashspots | NPC | Elder | //
“Ashspots was my mentor, and one of the best smiths I know. She’s almost like another mother to me. I couldn’t have asked for a better mentor. She’s so lucky that she gets to relax every day while I have to work my tail off. At least her age hasn’t altered her humor or her stubbornness.”

[Windclan]
Snowstar | Nermsters | Windclan Leader |
“N/A”

--- | Painted-Dogs | Windclan Deputy|
“N/A”

Rabbitears | Munckylover500 | Windclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Kitepaw | Saakumi | Windclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Lionstorm | faIIing-stars | Windclan Smith |
“N/A”

Acornpaw | Nebuleer | Windclan Smith's apprentice|
“N/A”

[Shadowclan]
Sedgestar | rattatit | Shadowclan Leader |
“N/A”

Cinderhaze | Jaewolfeh22z | Shadowclan Deputy |
“N/A”

Spiderfang | Artistic-Twist | Shadowclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Duskpaw | Zarouhi | Shadowclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Emberstrike | ZayZael | Shadowclan Smith |
“N/A”

Dawnpaw | Cat-Thighs | Shadowclan Smith's Apprentice |
“N/A”

[Riverclan]
Heronstar | PenumbralWolf | Riverclan Leader |
“N/A”<

Cloudfall | Takethra | Riverclan Deputy |
“N/A”

Risingstorm | eliza1star | Riverclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Ebonypaw | Karmameleon | Riverclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Rippleshade | Luc-Ari | Riverclan Smith |
“N/A”

Torrentwhisker | BEARFAITH | Riverclan Smith's Apprentice |
“N/A”

[Starclan]
Cloudsong | NPC | Mother | / /
“Cloudsong was my mother. I loved her dearly and may her peacefully rest in Starclan now that she has passed. I miss you, Mother. I hope to join with you and father one day in Starclan.”

Stonefang | NPC | Father |
“I never knew my father. He died while Mother was pregnant with my siblings and I. I’m not sure what to think of him, all I know about him is what Mother told me.”

Cherrydawn | NPC | Maternal Grandmother | / /
“Cherrydawn was my grandmother. She raised me when my mother died. I’m so grateful to her for taking care of me. I love you grandmother, may your cranky old soul rest peacefully.”

[The Dark Forest]
“N/A”

[Cats Outside the Clan]
“N/A”

Description
[Updates]

11/6/15: I UPDATED HIS DESIGN

[Group]

Statuses: Alive | Healthy | Active
Activity Level: Moderate

Timezone: Central Standard Time

Skype: Preferred, just ask though
Notes: Preferred, just ask
Chat: Only if it’s a group RP
Comment: Only if it’s in Forum-style

Cursing: Yes | 10/10
Violence: Yes | 10/10
Gore: Yes | 10/10
Sexual Themes: Maybe | 5/10 | It depends. Suggested is alright, but full blown smut is a no-no.

Role-Play Example: sta.sh/0f412ar8u1o

[Basic Information]

Name: Heavyfeather
Past Names: Heavykit; Heavypaw

Nick-Names: Heavy

Affiliation: Thunderclan
Past Affiliation: Thunderclan

Sex: Male
Gender: Male | He/Him

Birth Season: Leaf-fall
Age: 38 moons | 3 years 2 months
Starting Age: 36 moons | 3 years
Rank: Smith

Mentor:Ashspots | Soot covered, ash grey she-cat with pale skin, darker grey freckles and orange eyes | Alive, Elder | Thunderclan
Past Apprentice(s): N/A
Current Apprentice: Tumblepaw

[Physical Information]

Breed: Chartreux | Oriental longhair | Other; moggie

Build: Muscular | Broad
Height: 3’5” | Average height

Scars: Two on his right (left from an observer’s p.o.v.) shoulder | One on his chest

Hair Texture: Soft | Feathery | Dirty/ Ashy | Thick
Hair Color: Black
Skin Color: Olive | Lighter skunk markings

Eyes: Emerald

Scent: Soot | Metal | Burning wood | Ash | Fire

Voice: Deep | Unsteady | Uninterested |Masculine

[Apparel]

New-Leaf/Green-Leaf Outfit: Heavyfeather is almost always shirtless, and the times he does wear something it’s because more than likely someone forced it on him. Other than this he just simply wears his pants.
Leaf-Fall/Leaf-Bear Outfit: He wears a thick hide robe/coat made with various furs.

Accessories: Wears his smith emblem around his necklace, beaded with a couple of green stones

[Sword]

Sword Name: Hearthglow

Blade Length: 1’6”
Sword/Blade Shape: Almost identical to a falchion, curved end.

Notable Features: Shiny | Only a few nicks and scratches | Curved end | engraved sheath | Malachite bracelet

Other: Heavyfeather uses Hearthglow so often that he often considers it an extension of his arm or body. One would assume that this would cause many nicks and scratches, but thanks to his position as smith the tom can repair and clean his blade as much as he wants to. The smith basically adores his sword and carries it on his hip.

[Stats]

Intellect: 6/10
Strength: 9/10
Agility: 3/10
Speed: 3/10
Tactics: 6/10
Endurance: 6/10
Stealth: 2/10
Swimming: 0/10
Climbing: 8/10
Hand-to-Hand: 8/10
Sword Fighting: 9/10
Hunting: 3/10

Eyesight: 8/10
Hearing: 2 /10
Scent: 5/10

Herbal Knowledge: 0/10
Kitting Knowledge: 0/10
Forge Knowledge: 10/10
Crafting: 10/10

Belief in Starclan: 8/10
Belief in the Dark Forest: 4/10

[Personality]

Gentle | Positive | “not severe, rough, or violent; mild:”
“Heavyfeather isn’t well known for his gentleness, in fact most cats don’t even believe he’s gentle. He is though, in his own sort of way. The tom is gentle and much calmer around his clan mates, especially with the younger generation. He handles those around him like they’re fine pieces of glass and tries not to hurt anyone physically. That doesn’t mean the tom is gentle with his clanmates emotionally. Heavy’s gentleness also translates into his forging. The tom’s feather-light touches are useful when it comes to making intricate details on blades.”

Selfless | Positive | “having little or no concern for oneself, especially with regard to fame, position, money, etc.; unselfish.”
“Another trait most don’t believe he has, Heavyfeather is quite selfless. The tom would willingly put his life in danger to protect those around him. There is a limit though. He wouldn’t try and save a cat from a different clan in a fight unless the two of them were allied or if the attacking force isn’t a part of the clans.”

Calm | Positive | “free from excitement or passion; tranquil:”
“The tom is somewhat calm most of the time. Calm isn’t the exact word to describe this cat. Boredom is the more accurate word to describe him. Heavyfeather is so disinterested in the world and cats around him, that it usually reflects in his face. He seems to be always scowling, when it’s really just how his face naturally looks. This expression really only means the cat is bored with everything.”

Quiet | Neutral | “ making no noise or sound, especially no disturbing sound:”
“Heavy is a very quiet cat. Most think that his silence is natural, that the tom just hates talking. That is half true and half wrong. He does in fact hate talking, but it’s because the tom is almost fully deaf. Thanks to him being hard of hearing, Heavy doesn’t know the volume of his voice or how he is enunciating and pronouncing words when speaking. He’s very self-conscious about this, so that is why he’s so quiet.”

Folksy | Neutral | “very informal; familiar; unceremonious:”
“Being formals just doesn’t fit Heavy. The tom hates using formal speak, it feels unnatural to him. Thanks to this, the tom doesn’t ever show “respect” to cats of a higher rank than him, at least not traditionally. He does show respect to the other cats in his own special way: By not purposely picking fights with them.”

Aggressive | Neutral | “making an all-out effort to win or succeed; competitive:”
“The tom is a fierce competitor and quick to pick fights. The only reason he’s like this is because the tom feels like fighting is a source of entertainment for him. This means whenever the tom meets up with cats from another clan that aren’t in a high rank, he’ll attempt to pick a fight with them. That doesn’t mean he wins most of the time.”

Blunt | Negative | “abrupt in address or manner:”
“Heavy will remark on anything when one comes to his mind. He won’t hesitate to address something that he’s against right away. The only thing that actually does prevent him from saying anything is his deafness. As previously stated, Heavy hates to talk aloud. Instead, he’s solved this problem by making exaggerated facial expressions when he “hears” a cat say he doesn’t like.

Insensitive | Negative | “deficient in human sensibility, acuteness of feeling, or consideration; unfeeling; callous:”
“A seemingly insensitive tom, the truth is half right. He doesn’t really pay attention to the emotions of others and doesn’t really care what they’re feeling when he says or does something wrong. When he does try to be somewhat sensitive though, he’ll most likely fail. The tom really can’t read the atmosphere and can’t understand what others are feeling when he does something rude, and doesn’t understand their reactions because of what he does.”

Arrogant | Negative | “making claims or pretensions to superior importance or rights; overbearingly assuming; insolently proud:”
“So confident in his abilities, the tom often makes dumb mistakes. He usually assumes that he can win a fight, but the tom gets his tail kicked as a result. It doesn’t help that his deafness is a major weakness for the tom and more often than not is the reason he gets hurt. At least his over-confidence can help in certain situations, likes his pride for his creations.”

Likes: The color green | Forging | The smell of ash | Napping | Fighting | Relaxing
Dislikes: Thunder | Mud | Cats yelling at him | Fast talking cats | Swimming | Being tired

Strengths: Strong | Excellent fighter | Brave/Courageous
Weaknesses: Almost Fully Deaf | Slow | Not stealthy

Quirks: Though not sarcastic enough for that to be a personality trait, the tom is known to make a lot of snarky comments towards others. Though since he hates to talk, he’s more likely to make a face at the cat he wants to make a snarky comment at.

Also, he’s not lazy, yet the tom is known for his constant nap taking. It’s a result of the tom constantly staying up, even late into the night, working on blades.

Finally, if you haven’t seen it yet, he’s almost deaf. Heavy’s hearing is steadily going, right now it’s at the point that a cat his to yell at him in order for Heavy to hear them. Due to this he hates talking because he’s unable to control how loud he’s talking and doesn’t know if he’s pronouncing words right.

[Family]

Mother: Cloudsong | A pure white she-cat, pale with feathery hair and green eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Father: Stonefang | A black, dark skinned tom with a white skunk stripe marking with blue eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan

Siblings:
Applekit | A cinnamon calico, tanned tom with green eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Runningkit | A white, pale she-cat with blue eyes | Deceased | Thundercaln

Maternal:
Grandmother: Cherrydawn | A cinnamon calico, tanned she-cat with amber eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Grandfather: Whitebreeze | A white, pale tom with green eyes and feathery hair | Deceased | Thunderclan

Aunts: Russetrain | A red and white, tanned she-cat with amber eyes | Alive | Thunderclan
Uncles: None

Cousins: None

Paternal:
Grandmother: Skunkstripe | A black, dark skinned she-cat with skunk stripe markings and orange eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan
Grandfather: Elmgaze | A pale tabby tom with emerald colored eyes | Deceased | Thunderclan

Aunts:
Uncles: Stagblaze | A pale tabby tom with orange eyes | Alive | Thunderclan
Birchspots | A black and white, pale tom with green eyes | Alive | Thunderclan

Cousins: Breezepaw | a white, pale tom with black van markings | Alive | Thunderclan

Nieces: None
Nephews: None

Kits: None

[Sexuality]

Current Mate: None
Past Mates: None

Current Attractions: None
Past Attractions: None

Orientation: Asexual | Biromantic
Activity: None

Physical Preferences: None
Personality Preferences: Open | Accepts his deafness | Outgoing | Spunky | Energetic

[History]

Before Birth: Before Heavyfeather was born, his parents lived a happy life in Thunderclan. Cloudsong was a pretty pale she-cat who hated to fight and then there was his father Stonefang, a dark, honorable and brave tom. The two were deeply in love, ever since their apprentice days. Everyone expected them to become mates and weren’t surprised when they did become lovers.

The two cats were ecstatic when they found out they were going to have their first litter. Cloudsong immediately moved to the nursery and Stonefang visited her every day. The two of them often fantasized about their future family. They even thought of names to call their unborn kits. Their happiness was short lived though.

After a particular nasty fight with another clan, no one quite remembers what clan, the wounded warriors returned home with one fatality: Stonefang. The dark tom succumbed to heavy injuries on the way back to camp. He hadn’t been able to make it home before joining the warriors of Starclan.

Cloudsong was devastated when her mate passed on. She mourned the loss of her mate deeply, weeping over him in the nursery. The pale she-cat finally came over her grief when her mother, Cherrydawn, knocked some sense into her. Cloudsong was pregnant with her mate’s and hers kittens, she needed to be strong for them when they were born.

With that in mind, the pale cat over-came her grief. The only thing she needed to overcome now was illness. During her grieving period, she had come down with a sickness. No cat could predict how sever this seemingly small illness would become.

Kithood: When Heavyfeather was born, he was born with his two siblings: Applekit and Runningkit. Unfortunately, the she-cat and tom died shortly after their birth, much to the dismay of Cloudsong. It appeared that the little ones had contracted the same disease that their mother had. Thankfully, Heavykit hadn’t contracted the same disease. Cloud was so happy that her son had survived. She dubbed him Heavykit due to the fact that the tom was large and Cloudsong predicted that the tom kit would become very strong later on in life.

The pale she-cat coddled her surviving greatly, and was quite over-protective of him. She was too scared to let the little dark kit out of her sight. The fear of losing him gripped her heart so tightly that she never let Heavykit stray too far from her side. Sadly that wouldn’t last for long though. Her sickness was getting the most of Cloudsong.

Months after Heavykit was born, Cloudsong finally succumbed to her sickness and passed away in her sleep one night. Heavykit was devastated when he woke up to find his kind and caring mother lying dead next to him. The tom didn’t want to believe it at first, he tried to wake her up when he believed that she was sleeping. Sadly, the tom finally had to accept that Cloudsong was dead when the rest of the clan had to collect her body to prepare for death.

The tom grieved over his mother’s death for months. Thankfully he wasn’t alone though. His grandmother Cherrydawn was there to take care of the young kit after his mother, her daughter, had died. At first the two of the, had no idea what to think of each other. She was harsh with the young tom, and he rebelled quite a lot against her.

This went on for a long while during his Kithood, thankfully the two of them finally started to get along though. After a harsh argument between the young cat and his grandmother, they finally came to terms with each other. Cherrydawn started to treat Heavykit in a less harsh way and Heavykit started to listen more to his elder. The two became as close as Heavy used to be with his mother, sometimes even accidentally calling Cherrydawn “mom”, much to her chagrin.

Finally at twelve months, Heavykit became Heavypaw, apprentice to the smith. He had always been interested in the blades that the warriors carried and wanted to know how they were created. What better way to learn about that then becoming an apprentice to the smith of Thunderclan.

Apprenticeship: When his training started, there was obviously something wrong with Heavypaw. As time went on, the tom started to hear less and less words. His mentor, Ashspots, would have to yell at her apprentice in order to make him pay attention. When asked why he wasn’t responding, the tom would say that he couldn’t hear her until she yelled. Concerned for her apprentice, Ashspots sent Heavypaw to the medicine cat to find out what was wrong with him.

After a quick examine by the medicine cat at that time, the tom was devastated to learn that he was in fact going deaf. Heavy’s ears were starting to fail on him and no one had any good idea why. The medicine cat suspected it was either something in his family or perhaps even this was the result of his mother’s sickness while being pregnant with him. All that mattered to the dark tom though, was the fact he’d eventually lose his sense of hearing.

Fortunately, Ashspots was a brilliant mentor. The she-cat started to come up with a way to communicate with her apprentice through hand gestures and tail and ear motions. She wasn’t deaf herself, but the ash-colored she-cat wasn’t going to give up that easily on her apprentice. The tom was grateful for his mentor’s stubbornness

With his progressing deafness under control, the tom’s apprenticeship went smoothly except for a few bumps here and there. Unfortunately, his biggest bump was when his grandmother died. She had passed away in her sleep and the tom understood that it was her time. Cherrydawn was an old cat and would eventually become one with Starclan sooner or later. He had done his mourning over her long ago.

Eventually the tom became a fully-fledged smith, going by the name Heavyfeather due to his light handed detailing on the blades.

Smithship: Not long after his Smith ceremony, Ashspots retired to the elders den, leaving her apprentice to become the head smith. She knew that he was more than ready at this time in his life, and Ashspots couldn’t stay as the smith forever, she would eventually pass on. The grey she-cat was ready to live the rest of her life in relaxation.

Heavyfeather is now the full-fledged smith of Thunderclan. Not much has happened since his promotion, and he’s rather happy about that. The tom’s become so busy now that he’s the head smith, rarely having any time to sleep. He’ quite happy when he gets a day to relax by himself.

[Relationhips]

| Dislike
| Hate
| Mortal Enemy
| Wants Dead

| Admires
| Respects
| Trust
:bulletyelllow: | Idolizes

| Attraction
| Crush
|Major Crush
| Obsession

| Visually Appealing
| Physical Attraction
| Lust

| Inseparable
| Loves
| Would Die For

| Likes
| Friend
| Best Friend
| Platonic Love

| Acquaintance
| Unsure
| Nervous of
| Scared of

| Uncomfortable
| Avoidance

Cat’s Name | Owner/other | Relation | Bullet
[Thunderclan]

Leopardstar | petit--loup | Leader |
“”

Eagletalon | baeritto | Deputy |
“”

Spottedfawn | Bayflight | Medicine Cat |
“”

Bumblepaw | Raillain | Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“”

Tumblepaw | Furdora | Smith's Apprentice-aka his apprentice |
“”

Ashspots | NPC | Elder | //
“Ashspots was my mentor, and one of the best smiths I know. She’s almost like another mother to me. I couldn’t have asked for a better mentor. She’s so lucky that she gets to relax every day while I have to work my tail off. At least her age hasn’t altered her humor or her stubbornness.”

[Windclan]
Snowstar | Nermsters | Windclan Leader |
“N/A”

--- | Painted-Dogs | Windclan Deputy|
“N/A”

Rabbitears | Munckylover500 | Windclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Kitepaw | Saakumi | Windclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Lionstorm | faIIing-stars | Windclan Smith |
“N/A”

Acornpaw | Nebuleer | Windclan Smith's apprentice|
“N/A”

[Shadowclan]
Sedgestar | rattatit | Shadowclan Leader |
“N/A”

Cinderhaze | Jaewolfeh22z | Shadowclan Deputy |
“N/A”

Spiderfang | Artistic-Twist | Shadowclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Duskpaw | Zarouhi | Shadowclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Emberstrike | ZayZael | Shadowclan Smith |
“N/A”

Dawnpaw | Cat-Thighs | Shadowclan Smith's Apprentice |
“N/A”

[Riverclan]
Heronstar | PenumbralWolf | Riverclan Leader |
“N/A”<

Cloudfall | Takethra | Riverclan Deputy |
“N/A”

Risingstorm | eliza1star | Riverclan Medicine Cat |
“N/A”

Ebonypaw | Karmameleon | Riverclan Medicine Cat Apprentice |
“N/A”

Rippleshade | Luc-Ari | Riverclan Smith |
“N/A”

Torrentwhisker | BEARFAITH | Riverclan Smith's Apprentice |
“N/A”

[Starclan]
Cloudsong | NPC | Mother | / /
“Cloudsong was my mother. I loved her dearly and may her peacefully rest in Starclan now that she has passed. I miss you, Mother. I hope to join with you and father one day in Starclan.”

Stonefang | NPC | Father |
“I never knew my father. He died while Mother was pregnant with my siblings and I. I’m not sure what to think of him, all I know about him is what Mother told me.”

Cherrydawn | NPC | Maternal Grandmother | / /
“Cherrydawn was my grandmother. She raised me when my mother died. I’m so grateful to her for taking care of me. I love you grandmother, may your cranky old soul rest peacefully.”

[The Dark Forest]
“N/A”

[Cats Outside the Clan]
“N/A”