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Description

:: - BASICS

Name: Nimbuswatcher
-Prefix: Nimbus (For his puffy fur and dark grey coloration)
-Suffix: Watcher (For his curiosity and deep desire to learn about the world around him)
-Alias(es): Cloud, Cloudy
Sex: AMAB
-Gender: Demiboy (He/they)
Age: 39 Moons (As of August 2021)
-Rank: Keeper (Apprentice, Fully Trained)
Preference: Asexual Demiromantic (Homoromantic-leaning Panromantic, prefers smaller cats)

:: - PHYSICAL

Breed: Moggy
-Description: A small, curly-furred fluffy dark grey tom with lighter patches, a short, fluffy tail and large feet.
Height: 8.75 inches
-Mass: 10 lbs.

Statistics:
-Vigor: 5
-Agility:7
-Dexterity: 9+1
-Stealth: 8
-Intuition: 21

Abilities:
-Climb: 5
-Sprint: 3
-Swim: 7
-Haunt: 5
-Speech: 10

Stat Log (Beginning March 2021)
+1 Intuition (Human Hobby Meme)
+1 Intuition (Cursed Image Meme)
+1 Intuition (Relationships Meme)
+1 Speech (Relationships Meme)
+1 Intuition (Sci-Fi Meme)
+1 Intuition (Past Self Meme)

:: - PERSONALITY

Positive Traits

Sweet (They'll always love and care for everyone around them, even the ones who don't really care for them back, and it's very difficult to actually get on their bad side)

Affirming (It doesn't matter what it is, if someone is having a problem with their insecurities, Nimbuswatcher will be right there with them to make sure they know that they're loved and that there's nothing wrong with them)

Sharp-eyed (They have particularly sharp and vivid eyesight, and they can tell small differences in cats' faces, and in the terrain and plant life around them, making them quite intuitive, and giving them a bit of a knack for finding things)

Comforting (Nimbuswatcher will sit with you when you need it, hold you when you need it, and tell you all the things you need to hear to make you feel better. After all, healing isn't all about fixing physical maladies...)

Curious (Nimbuswatcher wants to know how everything works, and exactly which plants do what. He's set himself a quest to find all the plants that are new to the clans as of their journey and figure out how they're useful.)

Negative Traits

Coddling (They can tend to come off as a little insincere at times because of their constant positivity, and they tend to sound a little saccharine for some cats' tastes. They also have a tendency to think cats need extra care for longer than they actually do, and try to keep them from doing things when they're already fine.)

Meek (They're not very good at actually standing up for themself, and will tend to fade into the background, especially during fights, when they're liable to just break down to keep from being yelled at or near)

Fragile (Nimbuswatcher is both physically and mentally fragile, despite their bulky frame. They're mostly fur and can't really fight to save their life, and in the presence of an argument, they're more likely to break down crying than to actually get a point across)

Pushover (They won't ever really try to get their way, and if there's ever an argument, they'll fold almost immediately)

Shy (They really are sweet, but they don't seek out cats to worry about, and they don't really want to have to deal with new cats that might get angry with them, so they feel that the best option is probably just to stay out of the way of that whole mess.)

:: - HISTORY

  Cirrusfrond and Lichenwhisker fell in love in Paradise Bay. They knew the dangers that had followed them there, but they had faith enough in their leader that they felt something close to safety there, and it was because of that feeling that they decided they could finally have the kits they'd always wanted. Asking their leader's permission, they were overjoyed when they were told they would be allowed to have them. It wasn't very long after that Cirrusfrond found that she truly was to have kits. She ran excitedly to Lichenwhisker the moment that she found out, and together they began to feel more hope for the future than they had in many moons.

  However, that hope was not to last, because when Cirrusfrond's kitting came, something went horribly wrong. She couldn't be saved, and the medicine cat, Bearchant, was quick to say that the litter had gone with her to StarClan, until one of the kits, the smallest of the litter, began to move. Lichenwhisker, broken under the grief that had come with the loss of his mate, swore to his entire Clan on that spot that no harm would ever come to his only son, whom he named Nimbuskit in honor of his fallen mate.

Nimbuskit was a frail kit, he showed little interest in the games the others often played around him in the first moon of his life, preferring instead to listen to the stories told by the elders, and to move about camp poking his face into things that he probably should have stayed out of, especially the medicine cat's den, despite his father's insistence that he learn to fight. He took a special sort of shine to Bearchant, loving to watch him work and enjoying the dedicated, pacifistic tom's outlook and the way he spoke. Lichenwhisker, a warrior, finally gave up trying to get Nimbuskit to follow his path, and let him do what he chose, accepting that the life of a medicine cat was probably more suited to the small tom.

He finally got his wish when a few moons later he was allowed to become Bearchant's apprentice. Learning the herbs to treat wounds and injuries, and the old recipes for war paints filled Nimbuspaw's life, and he couldn't have been happier about it. Lichenwhisker loosened up a little, the pride in his son knocking hard on the shell of grief he'd cast over himself to keep from any other pain he could experience, and the two grew much closer. However, the peaceful life they knew wouldn't last much longer.

  Nimbuspaw had only been an apprentice for barely four moons when the fire started, the Shadows overrun Paradise Bay, and the Clans were forced once more to flee. Lichenwhisker whisked him away by the scruff of his neck out onto the long journey to their new home, and the Shadows, traumatizing sights for a full grown cat, became the sole content of Nimbuspaw's nightmares, their terrifying forms imprinted forever on the young apprentice, driving him further and further from war and the warrior way that defined his father's life.

When the Clans finally reached their new home in the Estuary of Eden, Nimbuspaw took the chance to look out over the ocean and feel the cool breeze in his curly pelt. The air tasted of salt and new beginnings, and with the new name of "Keeper's apprentice", he set out with the remainder of his Clan to begin building a new life, hopefully far enough away now from the creatures of his nightmares to truly have hope for the future.

Quickly after arriving, Nimbuspaw began to develop a slight crush on one of the sentry apprentices, Puddlepaw, whose unbridled positivity, energy and caring made Nimbuspaw want to spend as much time around him as he could. He'd had family problems all his life, mainly centering around the absence of his father in his life. Nimbuspaw remembered who his father was, Stoneclaw, a courser of BirchClan, but he knew Stoneclaw just well enough that he didn't want to dash Puddlepaw's hopes of family by telling him who he was. Who knows, maybe someday Puddlepaw could have a family of his own to lean on, and he would never have to know who his father was or how Stoneclaw really felt about his family.

Nimbuspaw began to have strange dreams of static and bright white cats bleeding out, pleading for his help. Along with that frightening sight came the return of what he most feared, the Shadows. Cats around him were bitten by shrouds and had dreams of terrors that drove them mad. He did all he could then, but the Clans had gained little knowledge since leaving and couldn't deal with the infections or the dreams any better than they could before.

One morning he was looking through the woods for herbs when he ran across a tom cloaked completely in shadow. His first instinct made him want to run, but as the tom made no moves except to explain himself, his fear waned. He said his name was Valorheart and that he could have a way to lessen the effects of the Shadows- bright white flowers that could be seen shining in the night. He also told Nimbuspaw to meet him at the half moon rather than going to the Keepers' meeting.

Puddlepaw found out about his father, and on the same night, he lost both of his parents. Nimbuspaw's hopes for the younger tom to have a peaceful life without the knowledge of everything that had happened were stamped out. He comforted Puddlepaw as he patched his wounds, and laid beside him in his nest for the whole night at Puddlepaw's request, hoping only that the young tom would be alright, though the feeling of depression seemed to be sinking into his fur.

Bearchant woke him one night to talk to him and they realized they'd met the same cat, who'd given the same directions to them both. Bearchant was driven near mad with need to find them, taking Nimbuspaw out into the night to search. Nimbuspaw spotted the flowers, three of them, and they carried them delicately back to camp. One went to Puddlestorm, the newly named sentry, and the other two are to be taken to the Keepers of the other clans for discussion.

:: - RELATIONSHIPS

Parents:

Cirrusfrond || Mother || NPC
(A curly, willowy, light grey she-cat with a delicate frame, a stumpy tail and bright brown eyes)
"I never knew her. Papa speaks so fondly of her though, I'm sure I would have liked her. He says that every day I remind him more of the way she spoke, and the light in my eyes is the same. Maybe someday when I got to StarClan, I'll get to finally meet her."

Lichenwhisker || Father || NPC
(A bulky dark grey tom with stoic grey-blue eyes)

"He's strict with me because he loves me, I know that. I just wish he would look at me without seeing a tiny kit or the only thing Mama left behind. Sometimes I wonder if he really knows me or if he just holds on so he doesn't lose her."

Kin:

None

Acquaintances:
Whistlingstar || Seer || ManlyKaz
(A tall and lean muscular tom with thick, long limbs and long tail. Short, spiky but soft, thick fur and pointed ears)
"Whistlingstar has proved himself a capable leader and a good cat to go to for advice. I'd trust him with anything StarClan shows me, and even anything that doesn't seem to come from StarClan."

Vulturetalon || Courser || Trexin
(A lightly built, black cat with sleek fur and a white slash across his face)
"You know, I like Vulturetalon. He seems like a really cool cat, honestly, and I trust him a lot. We might be almost the same age, but he seems like he's got a lot of wisdom in him somehow. And I know who to call if I need a strong set of paws."

Friends:

Bearchant || Mentor || TheMissingKing
(A large, muscular, long haired tom with distinctive brown and white colouration, and bright amber eyes)
"There isn't a single cat who could have trained me better than Bearchant did. I'm glad to be able to work beside him as an equal, finally. Though... something seems to be wrong recently, he seems troubled."

Puddlestorm || More than a crush...? || DarkWitchling
(A shorthaired silver tom, with a long tail, dark grey markings, a light silver belly and pale green eyes)
"Puddlestorm, oh Puddlestorm. I'm worried for him, for his safety and for his emotional wellbeing. I know things will be alright eventually, they have to, but I just wish I could do more for him. He deserves so much more."

:: - CREDITS

Application - TheSacredLight
TheSacredLight - Rebs-Art
- Art - SillySkiddo
- Biography - SillySkiddo

Description

:: - BASICS

Name: Nimbuswatcher
-Prefix: Nimbus (For his puffy fur and dark grey coloration)
-Suffix: Watcher (For his curiosity and deep desire to learn about the world around him)
-Alias(es): Cloud, Cloudy
Sex: AMAB
-Gender: Demiboy (He/they)
Age: 39 Moons (As of August 2021)
-Rank: Keeper (Apprentice, Fully Trained)
Preference: Asexual Demiromantic (Homoromantic-leaning Panromantic, prefers smaller cats)

:: - PHYSICAL

Breed: Moggy
-Description: A small, curly-furred fluffy dark grey tom with lighter patches, a short, fluffy tail and large feet.
Height: 8.75 inches
-Mass: 10 lbs.

Statistics:
-Vigor: 5
-Agility:7
-Dexterity: 9+1
-Stealth: 8
-Intuition: 21

Abilities:
-Climb: 5
-Sprint: 3
-Swim: 7
-Haunt: 5
-Speech: 10

Stat Log (Beginning March 2021)
+1 Intuition (Human Hobby Meme)
+1 Intuition (Cursed Image Meme)
+1 Intuition (Relationships Meme)
+1 Speech (Relationships Meme)
+1 Intuition (Sci-Fi Meme)
+1 Intuition (Past Self Meme)

:: - PERSONALITY

Positive Traits

Sweet (They'll always love and care for everyone around them, even the ones who don't really care for them back, and it's very difficult to actually get on their bad side)

Affirming (It doesn't matter what it is, if someone is having a problem with their insecurities, Nimbuswatcher will be right there with them to make sure they know that they're loved and that there's nothing wrong with them)

Sharp-eyed (They have particularly sharp and vivid eyesight, and they can tell small differences in cats' faces, and in the terrain and plant life around them, making them quite intuitive, and giving them a bit of a knack for finding things)

Comforting (Nimbuswatcher will sit with you when you need it, hold you when you need it, and tell you all the things you need to hear to make you feel better. After all, healing isn't all about fixing physical maladies...)

Curious (Nimbuswatcher wants to know how everything works, and exactly which plants do what. He's set himself a quest to find all the plants that are new to the clans as of their journey and figure out how they're useful.)

Negative Traits

Coddling (They can tend to come off as a little insincere at times because of their constant positivity, and they tend to sound a little saccharine for some cats' tastes. They also have a tendency to think cats need extra care for longer than they actually do, and try to keep them from doing things when they're already fine.)

Meek (They're not very good at actually standing up for themself, and will tend to fade into the background, especially during fights, when they're liable to just break down to keep from being yelled at or near)

Fragile (Nimbuswatcher is both physically and mentally fragile, despite their bulky frame. They're mostly fur and can't really fight to save their life, and in the presence of an argument, they're more likely to break down crying than to actually get a point across)

Pushover (They won't ever really try to get their way, and if there's ever an argument, they'll fold almost immediately)

Shy (They really are sweet, but they don't seek out cats to worry about, and they don't really want to have to deal with new cats that might get angry with them, so they feel that the best option is probably just to stay out of the way of that whole mess.)

:: - HISTORY

  Cirrusfrond and Lichenwhisker fell in love in Paradise Bay. They knew the dangers that had followed them there, but they had faith enough in their leader that they felt something close to safety there, and it was because of that feeling that they decided they could finally have the kits they'd always wanted. Asking their leader's permission, they were overjoyed when they were told they would be allowed to have them. It wasn't very long after that Cirrusfrond found that she truly was to have kits. She ran excitedly to Lichenwhisker the moment that she found out, and together they began to feel more hope for the future than they had in many moons.

  However, that hope was not to last, because when Cirrusfrond's kitting came, something went horribly wrong. She couldn't be saved, and the medicine cat, Bearchant, was quick to say that the litter had gone with her to StarClan, until one of the kits, the smallest of the litter, began to move. Lichenwhisker, broken under the grief that had come with the loss of his mate, swore to his entire Clan on that spot that no harm would ever come to his only son, whom he named Nimbuskit in honor of his fallen mate.

Nimbuskit was a frail kit, he showed little interest in the games the others often played around him in the first moon of his life, preferring instead to listen to the stories told by the elders, and to move about camp poking his face into things that he probably should have stayed out of, especially the medicine cat's den, despite his father's insistence that he learn to fight. He took a special sort of shine to Bearchant, loving to watch him work and enjoying the dedicated, pacifistic tom's outlook and the way he spoke. Lichenwhisker, a warrior, finally gave up trying to get Nimbuskit to follow his path, and let him do what he chose, accepting that the life of a medicine cat was probably more suited to the small tom.

He finally got his wish when a few moons later he was allowed to become Bearchant's apprentice. Learning the herbs to treat wounds and injuries, and the old recipes for war paints filled Nimbuspaw's life, and he couldn't have been happier about it. Lichenwhisker loosened up a little, the pride in his son knocking hard on the shell of grief he'd cast over himself to keep from any other pain he could experience, and the two grew much closer. However, the peaceful life they knew wouldn't last much longer.

  Nimbuspaw had only been an apprentice for barely four moons when the fire started, the Shadows overrun Paradise Bay, and the Clans were forced once more to flee. Lichenwhisker whisked him away by the scruff of his neck out onto the long journey to their new home, and the Shadows, traumatizing sights for a full grown cat, became the sole content of Nimbuspaw's nightmares, their terrifying forms imprinted forever on the young apprentice, driving him further and further from war and the warrior way that defined his father's life.

When the Clans finally reached their new home in the Estuary of Eden, Nimbuspaw took the chance to look out over the ocean and feel the cool breeze in his curly pelt. The air tasted of salt and new beginnings, and with the new name of "Keeper's apprentice", he set out with the remainder of his Clan to begin building a new life, hopefully far enough away now from the creatures of his nightmares to truly have hope for the future.

Quickly after arriving, Nimbuspaw began to develop a slight crush on one of the sentry apprentices, Puddlepaw, whose unbridled positivity, energy and caring made Nimbuspaw want to spend as much time around him as he could. He'd had family problems all his life, mainly centering around the absence of his father in his life. Nimbuspaw remembered who his father was, Stoneclaw, a courser of BirchClan, but he knew Stoneclaw just well enough that he didn't want to dash Puddlepaw's hopes of family by telling him who he was. Who knows, maybe someday Puddlepaw could have a family of his own to lean on, and he would never have to know who his father was or how Stoneclaw really felt about his family.

Nimbuspaw began to have strange dreams of static and bright white cats bleeding out, pleading for his help. Along with that frightening sight came the return of what he most feared, the Shadows. Cats around him were bitten by shrouds and had dreams of terrors that drove them mad. He did all he could then, but the Clans had gained little knowledge since leaving and couldn't deal with the infections or the dreams any better than they could before.

One morning he was looking through the woods for herbs when he ran across a tom cloaked completely in shadow. His first instinct made him want to run, but as the tom made no moves except to explain himself, his fear waned. He said his name was Valorheart and that he could have a way to lessen the effects of the Shadows- bright white flowers that could be seen shining in the night. He also told Nimbuspaw to meet him at the half moon rather than going to the Keepers' meeting.

Puddlepaw found out about his father, and on the same night, he lost both of his parents. Nimbuspaw's hopes for the younger tom to have a peaceful life without the knowledge of everything that had happened were stamped out. He comforted Puddlepaw as he patched his wounds, and laid beside him in his nest for the whole night at Puddlepaw's request, hoping only that the young tom would be alright, though the feeling of depression seemed to be sinking into his fur.

Bearchant woke him one night to talk to him and they realized they'd met the same cat, who'd given the same directions to them both. Bearchant was driven near mad with need to find them, taking Nimbuspaw out into the night to search. Nimbuspaw spotted the flowers, three of them, and they carried them delicately back to camp. One went to Puddlestorm, the newly named sentry, and the other two are to be taken to the Keepers of the other clans for discussion.

:: - RELATIONSHIPS

Parents:

Cirrusfrond || Mother || NPC
(A curly, willowy, light grey she-cat with a delicate frame, a stumpy tail and bright brown eyes)
"I never knew her. Papa speaks so fondly of her though, I'm sure I would have liked her. He says that every day I remind him more of the way she spoke, and the light in my eyes is the same. Maybe someday when I got to StarClan, I'll get to finally meet her."

Lichenwhisker || Father || NPC
(A bulky dark grey tom with stoic grey-blue eyes)

"He's strict with me because he loves me, I know that. I just wish he would look at me without seeing a tiny kit or the only thing Mama left behind. Sometimes I wonder if he really knows me or if he just holds on so he doesn't lose her."

Kin:

None

Acquaintances:
Whistlingstar || Seer || ManlyKaz
(A tall and lean muscular tom with thick, long limbs and long tail. Short, spiky but soft, thick fur and pointed ears)
"Whistlingstar has proved himself a capable leader and a good cat to go to for advice. I'd trust him with anything StarClan shows me, and even anything that doesn't seem to come from StarClan."

Vulturetalon || Courser || Trexin
(A lightly built, black cat with sleek fur and a white slash across his face)
"You know, I like Vulturetalon. He seems like a really cool cat, honestly, and I trust him a lot. We might be almost the same age, but he seems like he's got a lot of wisdom in him somehow. And I know who to call if I need a strong set of paws."

Friends:

Bearchant || Mentor || TheMissingKing
(A large, muscular, long haired tom with distinctive brown and white colouration, and bright amber eyes)
"There isn't a single cat who could have trained me better than Bearchant did. I'm glad to be able to work beside him as an equal, finally. Though... something seems to be wrong recently, he seems troubled."

Puddlestorm || More than a crush...? || DarkWitchling
(A shorthaired silver tom, with a long tail, dark grey markings, a light silver belly and pale green eyes)
"Puddlestorm, oh Puddlestorm. I'm worried for him, for his safety and for his emotional wellbeing. I know things will be alright eventually, they have to, but I just wish I could do more for him. He deserves so much more."

:: - CREDITS

Application - TheSacredLight
TheSacredLight - Rebs-Art
- Art - SillySkiddo
- Biography - SillySkiddo