Username: talonpawthewarrior
name: riverskip
gender: male
rank: deputy
clan: hillclanage: adult
prompt:he collects stories. Before coming to hillclan, riverskip was known as the storyteller, or teller. Now, teller was crafty. The cats that lived near him were weary and weren't too keen on sharing anything about themselves. He had to carefully, subtly extract the juicy details of the unsuspecting cat's story. The juicier the details were, the better. Teller's mother had been killed by a savage dog, broken loose from its home, before she could teach him to hunt properly. So this resulted in teller being a poor hunter. So in exchange for food, shelter or whatever else he needed, teller told stories. He was spying on a particularly dangerous rogue, hoping for a tale of danger, to spice things up, but he got caught in the act. He rogue was very powerful in these parts, and his brute of a henchmen, pinned him down, while the rogue punished him for spying. He ripped a huge gash in the storyteller's side, leaving him wounded and fearful. Teller dragged himself out of the city, before he was eaten alive by dogs or raccoon or some other terrible creature. He dragged himself into a nice sunny field,
this isn't a bad way to die, he thought bleakly.
i can already see the star cats... of course there were no spirits there, but teller, delirious with loss of blood, was seeing a hillclan patrol. Spotting the injured tom, the patrol took him back to their camp, and frosteye, the medicine cat, fixed him up. Eternally grateful, teller joined the clan, promising to repay them for their kindness. He recalled the beautiful rivers and the joyous sensation of skipping through them, and he asked to be called riverskip. And so now he lives with hillclan, as brackenstar's deputy.