Roar of the Howling Wind || F || Tribe of Ancient Roots

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Roar of the Howling Wind (Wind) She-cat 10 Moons Bisexual Tribe of Ancient Roots To-be (Prey-hunter) "All this old stuff is STUPID!" Appearance Roar of the Howling Wind, or Wind for short, is a lean, thin-framed cat. Her muscles are strong, but do not add much onto her size. As for her pelt, she is a dull, stormy gray with little dark accents her or there. Her face is extremely pointed and angular, much like the rest of her Tribe, set with pale green eyes. Personality Wind is a free spirit, much like what she was named after. She absolutely despises what she sees as frankly stupid traditions and rules, especially the ones that say she has to follow one path for her entire life. However, even despite that, she has valuable skills that serve her Tribe well, and although she takes pride in that, she desires some form of freedom. Loud and opinionated, this is Wind. History It was a stormy night, some moons ago. The sky screamed in agony and the trees shook with terror. Sheltered in the ruins that the Tribe of Ancient Roots called home, a kit-mother was giving birth. Almost immediately, and despite the thunder outside, a kit mewled with all her might. This kit was named Roar of the Howling Wind, for the conditions of her birth and her defiant nature. She was then chosen to one day become a prey-hunter's to-be. Her kithood was fine. She played, wrestled, and did this and that. However, she dreaded when the time would come for her to become a to-be. The terrible words were said, and her destiny was cast in the stone that her Tribe was so obsessed with. Wind promised herself that this would not be the end of her story, doomed to only hunt for the rest of her life; she would find a way to change things for the better. (Frost Creeping Over the Ground is her mentor!)