Antstorm
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- Created
- 1 year, 7 months ago
- Creator
- GingerAkao
- Favorites
- 2
Profile
- Snarky, toothy grin
- Big plumy tail
- Lighter muzzle, belly & paws
Antstorm stands a little taller than most of his clanmates, his frame slightly towering, his posture and build make him seem quite taller than average.
Antstorm’s fur is medium-length and thick, with a slightly rough texture that gives him a tousled look. His chest and neck fur are fuller giving him a ruffled, almost regal look during the colder moons.
He’s broad-shouldered and muscular, His frame is solid and steady making him a formidable opponent in battle and a dependable presence among his clanmates.
His eyes are a yellow colour, vivid and piercing. They hold a steady, watchful intensity that makes it difficult to tell what he’s thinking. Whether in deep thought or mild irritation his gaze is always sharp.
He has no visible scars or disabilities
Antstorm has an inflated sense of confidence, often believing he’s better and stronger than most cats around him. He flaunts his skills and loves to show off, especially if it means putting others, like featherfreckle down
He’s quick with his words, sometimes too quick. Antstorm is Sarcastic, snarky and unfiltered, he enjoys getting under other cats’ skin just to see how they’ll react.
His patience is thin and he doesn’t handle being challenged well. Even small things can set him off, leading to heated arguments or physical scuffles if he’s pushed too far.
Antkit was born to Yellowdawn and Patchspot, alongside his quieter brother Bluekit. From the moment he could walk, Antkit had a loud mouth and a louder ego. He loved to wrestle, push boundaries and brag about how he’d be the best warrior BriarClan had ever seen. Their mother, Yellowdawn, encouraged his confidence though Patchspot often scolded him for being too rough. Antkit didn’t listen much.
Around the nursery, he took notice of Featherkit, a shekit who didn’t seem to have a father figure. He’d tease her for it and his words became harsher as he grew. Deep down, Antkit didn’t understand why it bothered him so much that she always seemed content despite what she lacked.
When he became Antpaw, he was eager to prove himself. But his pride quickly turned into irritation when Bluepaw was chosen as the medicine cat apprentice under Crabcomb. Antpaw thought healing was a waste of time, but still, he hated that his brother suddenly had StarClan’s attention.
Training only fueled his temper. Featherpaw—once the quiet kit he teased was now keeping pace with him in every spar. Worse, she was friendly with cats he couldn’t stand. He bullied her relentlessly, mocking her heritage and calling her soft. When Featherpaw earned her warrior name, Featherfreckle, a moon before him it infuriated him. He felt humiliated and his anger and bitterness only deepened.
When he finally earned his name, Antstorm, the title fit all too well. His temper was infamous and his tongue sharper than his claws. He often clashed with Featherfreckle on patrols, snapping at her and sometimes outright shoving or swiping at her when they argued. His prejudice against cats not born from “pure BriarClan blood” grew worse with time and when featherfreckles sister, otterkit was born he mocked her despite otterkits parents both being briarclan warriors.
Still, there were whispers that Antstorm’s rage was masking something deeper, frustration, loneliness, maybe even guilt. But he never let that show. When Featherfreckle bit back at him with her own sharp words, it only made him angrier. He’d snarl that she didn’t belong and then stalk away. Antstorm grew into a warrior who carried his bitterness like armor, he often praised curlystar and liked his leaders thoughts on outcasts.
- his suffix "storm" relates to his fiery temper
- he looks alot like his father, just like bluestorm is identical to their mother
- Antstorm doesnt understand why bluestorm became a medicine cat
Attention and praise
Training and showing off his strength or battle skills
Cats who admire or agree with him
Losing, especially in front of others
Being ignored
Cats that arent "pure briarclan blood"
Antstorm’s brother Blueswirl took the path of a medicine cat, something Antstorm never understood. Their relationship is often strained, Antstorm sees his brother as soft and detached from what it means to be a “real warrior.” Yet there’s an unspoken affection buried under the bitterness, he visits him when injured, but always acts annoyed about it. In truth, he envies Blueswirl’s calm nature and the quiet respect he earns without ever having to fight for it.
His mother, Yellowdaw always doted on him as a kit, fueling his confidence and ego. Antstorm loves her dearly, even if her constant praise planted the roots of his arrogance, she often defends him when he is in the wrong.
Antstorm’s father, Patchspot, tried to instill discipline in him, which led to constant clashes. Patchspot wanted his son to learn humility but Antstorm saw it as weakness. Their relationship is often cold and argumentative.
Antstorm’s relationship with Featherfreckle is tense and hostile. Ever since they were apprentices, he’s treated her as a target for his frustrations, mocking her mixed heritage, belittling her accomplishments and sometimes picking fights on patrols. He resents her a lot and doesnt understand why she is respected by cats in her clan. He often wishes something bad would happen to her.
Antstorm never liked Ottersplash, though his hatred was mostly misplaced. Her connection to Featherfreckle and her loud-mouth made her an easy target for his cruelty. He often dismissed her as fragile and useless, even when she proved otherwise. Antstorm dislikes ottersplash a lot and thinks shes useless to briarclan, especially after her injury.
Antstorm admires Rookfang. He thinks he’s one of the coolest warriors in BriarClan, strong, fearless and unafraid to get his paws dirty. When he was younger, Antstorm looked up to him like a role model, secretly copying his fighting stance when nobody was looking. Even now, he respects him deeply, almost idolizing his ruthlessness. Some cats whisper that Rookfang’s anger frightens them but to Antstorm, it’s something to aspire to.
Antstorm respects CurlyStar’s authority and strength, he thinks curlystars views on cats who arent "pure" makes sense and is important. He often tries to talk to him and he voices his opinions when curlystar needs any suggestions, Anstorm hopes one day he could be deuputy under curlystar.
