Stormfur

The Story of Stormfur
Stormfur, is, the most muscular, handsome, caring, loving, beautiful, okay I'll stop. But you know he's those things. He got his looks from his papa, Graystripe, but isn't nearly as sexy, durrr. He got his sexyness from Silverstream, who (as you probably ALL know) died giving birth to this loyal tom.

I see you kits are crowding around me. Do you want to hear the story of this magnificent tom? Haha, I knew you did. Especially from his wife, who knows everything about him. Well, after the Clans left the mountains...

"Brook... listen..." he looked up at the hideous, messed up she-cat.

"V-yes? Vhat do you needv?" Stormfur cringed at her accent. So ugly! She is paying me catnip to stay here... why have I stayed? he thought.

"I don't wanna be here anymore. It's ugly, stupid, ugly, and you're ugly! You're face is so messed up. I don't even know why I stayed in this craphole. I want to go home. Back to the Clans. Even though everything I've ever known is Dead and Gone."

Brook belted out in 'Dead in Gone' as he said the words. "I turn vy head to the east! I don't see nobodyv on my side!"

"Shut UP!" Stormfur moaned, covering his ears as the rest of the Tribe did. Night of No Stars got out her iPod and started listening to it, dancing along to Fireflies.

"Ughv, I thoughtv vou vere the vone! But apparentvy not! I paid you catvip to stay here! That isn't good enouvgh for you, is itv?" Brook's bulging, scratched, destroyed amber eyes bulged into his.

"It's never good enough. I could never have a more ugly mate! I want to go home." he started whining.

"And when am I getting my catnip?" his yellow eyes were angry, fierce, wanting. Catniiiiiippp.

"Never!" Brook howled, throwing herself to the floor and cackling. "Ve no have no catnep!"

Stormfur glared, and glared some more. I'll cut her throat open later. he thought, a smile unfolding on his face.

Brook's beat-up brown tabby fur ripped, a toothy grin emerged. "Oh, ves, vou are smilving! Smiles, Smiles, for the miles!"

"You are such a creep." Stormfur rolled his eyes and curled up, going to sleep. Brook slept next to him.

"GET AWAY YOU -invalid word-!" the gray tom screeched, clawing her away.

They went to sleep in their separate ways.

Anyways.

Next day.

Hunting Tiem.

Stormfur closed his eyes as the snow hailed down on him, and the Tribe members. Thank GOD Brook wasn't coming. The crew going hunting with him was Night of No Stars, Talon of Swooping Eagle, and some she-cat hunter named Feather of Hawk.