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Username
Asilentbeast.
Name
Hailfrost.
Sex
Male.
Gender
Tom.
Age
24 moons old.
Rank
Warrior.
Clan
ShadeClan.
Appearance
Hailfrost is a dark blue spotted tabby tom with large, round bright hazel eyes. Far from the Clan’s tallest warrior with even some of the she-cats outreaching him, what Hailfrost lacks in height he makes up in bulk. His build is cobby with short well-muscled legs, a stubby tail, rounded ears, broad head and an overall stocky figure. He has a soft, unassuming face with semi-long, barely visible white whiskers and a light pink nose.
His pelt is short and sleek, growing slightly fluffier around the cheeks, chest and elbows. His claws are dark gray and exceptionally long. Though he is young he has more than a few battle scars. The left ear has a large tear that starts at the tip and ends at the middle while the right is marred by small knicks. A long scar slashes across the bridge of the muzzle in an uneven, jagged line.
Personality
Hailfrost has always been a quiet cat, his moods seeming to change with the wind. One day could be spent contently in the company of Clanmates while the next he’ll prove so volatile no cat will want to be near him. He's a proficient warrior with a reserved nature, but Hailfrost is never afraid to speak his mind. He appears to be morally ambiguous, never seeing things as solely black and white and always looking for the varying shades of gray in-between. He can be more open and playful in the presence of close friends, but otherwise is somewhat unsociable.
Darkness appears to spook him a great deal and he's so claustrophobic he can't sleep in the warrior's den with the other cats, instead making a den for himself beneath a gorse bush near the edge of camp. He’s infamous for his dry sense of humor and deadpan expressions, likely coming across as dreary and dull . Hailfrost certainly isn’t the most exciting cat around. He doesn’t have any issue following orders, but the only cats he has true reverence for are the Clan’s leader, deputy and medicine cat. If another warrior were to attempt bossing him around and he wasn’t keen on the idea they’d be in for a hard time.
In the heat of battle Hailfrost is a completely different cat, fierce and brutal. Despite not connecting well with most of his fellow warriors on a personal or emotional level he has undying loyalty to ShadeClan and no issue with eliminating possible threats.
+ Traits: Devoted, physically strong, open minded.
- Traits: Aloof, gruff, unforgiving in a fight, socially inept, blunt.
History
Raised in the Twolegplace as a kittypet for the first few moons of his life. He was the pet of a child who didn't know how to properly handle animals and she, unintentionally, tormented him. The girl had a habit of locking him in her closet to play hide-and-seek and forgetting where she’d left him. He's not a fan of darkness or closed in spaces as a result, still often having nightmares involving the incidents. He made his grand escape out a window when he was around 4 moons old.
Life on his own proved tough and he didn’t find many friends among the other rogues, one particularly nasty group even shredding one of his ears as punishment for attempting to catch a bird they’d had their eye on. An older loner she-cat named Moss took pity on him, giving him the basics of hunting and fighting before leaving him to fend for himself, but that was the only amount of kindness he received from the other strays.
Eventually the other rogues drove him into the woods and he found only more trouble there with the Clan cats. Initially ShadeClan patrols kept chasing him off, but curiosity always brought him back. He earned better standing with the Clan after coming across a patrol dealing with a fox and helping them drive it off. Eventually he was extended a tentative invitation to join which he accepted, training as an apprentice and later earning his warrior name.
Other
Nothing more to add at the moment. Pretty much all of my characters are open for a male or female mate. It all depends on how things develop through roleplay.
Name
Palefang.
Sex
Male.
Gender
Tom.
Age
18 moons old.
Rank
Warrior.
Clan
SunClan.
Appearance
Taller than most SunClan cats with lengthy legs, a slender tail and a slim, lightly muscled build. His pelt is thin, glossy and predominately white, marked with reddish-cream points. Palefang has almond shaped dark blue eyes set in a finely chiseled, wedge-shaped head with large, wide-based ears. His face is long, in profile a straight line from forehead to nose-tip with only a subtle dip at the bridge of the muzzle. His nose is pinkish with an orange tinge.
His is svelte and almost tubular in shape. Palefang’s body exudes fragility, but it would be a mistake to make assumptions. He is a cat bred to be solid without expressing excessive bulk. Fine-boned and lean, he is still perhaps a tad more delicate than his Clan-born associates and must be careful in battles involving a much larger, heftier opponent. It is clear from appearances alone he is of modern Siamese heritage.
Personality
Palefang is a strict cat who takes his Clan duties extremely seriously. Many might suggest he's an overachiever who has no idea how to have fun and in truth they are probably right. His sense of humor is nearly non-existent and he has a reputation for being easily irritable and sharp of tongue. With a temper easily ignited, his fiery attitude can leave much to be desired.
With all that said, he's honestly not a bad cat. Palefang cares immensely for his Clanmates and would do anything to keep them safe. He clings to the warrior code with fierce conviction, both to prove his worth to the Clan and because he truly believes in upholding the code. Around kits his demeanor softens and you’ll see a whole different cat compared to the harsh, firm young warrior many are used to dealing with.
+ Traits: Loyal, swift, driven. durable.
- Traits: Strict, judgmental, fiery temper.
History
Palefang was found abandoned at SunClan’s borders as a kit, his mother nowhere in sight with only her stale scent lingering on his pelt evidence she ever existed. His looks clearly marked him as a kittypet, but the patrol took pity on the helpless youngster and brought him back to camp anyway. He was taken in by a kindly she-cat named Swantail who had recently lost her own litter to a kit sickness they simply hadn’t been strong enough to overcome. She was thrilled to have someone to look after again, still with plenty of milk to offer and love in her heart. Swantail’s mate Stormfang didn't quite feel the same way about his adopted son.
As an apprentice Palefang trained extra hard to prove himself to both his father and his Clan. While his dedication might have earned him some respect from his Clanmates he never managed to find any common ground with Stormfang, who viewed the young tom with clear, unadulterated loathing he would never quite understand. Stormfang passed away very recently, killed in a border skirmish with a trio of rogues caught hunting across the border. Palefang still mourns him despite the cruel treatment he received from him growing up.
Other
I know it might be pushing it attempting to join with two none Clan-born cats so if I need to change anything let me know and I’m sure I can work something out.
Name
Otterbelly.
Sex
Female.
Gender
She-cat.
Age
37 moons old.
Rank
Warrior.
Clan
RippleClan.
Appearance
Otterbelly is a bit strange looking among some of her Clanmates. The top half of her body is a very pale blue-gray while the underfur is a slightly darker creamy brown. She is a medium sized cat, neither exceptionally tall nor exceedingly short with a vigorous, limber form. Her head is subtly wedge-shaped, leading down to an angular muzzle and supported by a long neck. She has flared ears and sharp facial features with a broad pink nose. Her eyes are a light shade of sage green, large and oval shaped.
Her coat is perhaps the most unusual thing about her, made up of soft, springy curls. It is light and airy, lacking a dense undercoat. The thickest curls can be found collected around the throat, forming a small ruff. The ears are topped with short tufts and long hairs extend from the insides of her ears. Short, straight hairs cover the face and paws. The texture of her fur gives Otterbelly an almost woolly appearance.
Personality
Otterbelly is a calm, level-headed cat with just a little bit of a sassy side. Generally she's fairly easy to get along with, but sometimes she just can't resist having the last laugh or tossing a sardonic comment some cat's way if she feels they deserve it. She has a tendency for lounging in her spare time and might cross some as lazy. It’s quite clear this she-cat would rather lay in the sun or take a dip in the river than patrol borders. Humorous and playful, Otterbelly enjoys a good joke and often encourages the apprentices to let loose and have some fun a little more than she probably should.
+ Traits: Calm, patient, amiable.
- Traits: Lazy, sarcastic/teasing, irresponsible.
History
She's had an average Clan upbringing. Raised an only kit by loving parents who always encouraged her to do her best. Of course, neither are quite so pleased with their daughter's lax approach to life, but they still love and support her regardless.
Other
Inspiration for appearance was taken from both the LaPerm for the curls and blue Abyssinian for coloring, but she isn’t meant to be purebred. If this is an impossible combo genetics-wise let me know and I’ll change it to something else.