Warrior/ Elder Form
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Cat's Name: Viperfang
Gender: Male
Description (No pictures, detailed): Viperfang is a tall tom, with medium-length coal grey fur and black paws. His ears and tail are also tipped black as well. His chin is white, which is really the only light colored part of his fur. His bright, amber-red eyes contrast and stand out from his dull coat. He has an impressive build, yet he can be weridly awkward on his feet. His is lithe rather than thickset, and possesses large, broad shoulders. This earns him a bit of an off-balance appearance, like he was ready to keel over due to lopsidedness. Thick muscling thouroughly laces his body, despite his lanky limbs. Oversized paws help him keep upright, and he does quite enjoy smacking things around with them.
Age (In moons): 22 moons
Personality: Viperfang is generally a very serious guy, with a deep voice that he rarely uses. He's not exactly quiet, though. He stands out because of his size slightly, but doesn't mind. He's also a bit of a loner, and he doesn't really have any close friends. Viperfang is only nice to a select few, but even they aren't close to him. He's known to be sarcastic and cold-hearted by most of the clan. Though he does have insomnia, he's perfectly healthy otherwise. But he can be a bit cranky. He's got anger problems and a very short temper, and very few dare to anger him. Even though he's still a young warrior, he's quite a force to reckon with. And the fact that he doesn't care much for rules doesn't help the matter.
History: He's had a pretty typical clan life. Though, both of his parents are deceased. He was born in the middle of a very harsh winter. His father and two siblings died due to illness and his mother died during birth because of a kit who was turned around and got stuck. Another nursing queen took him in, though her kits were almost apprentices.
Would you like an apprentice? (Put nothing if elder): I wouldn't mind one
Crush: None
Mate: None
Kin: Deceased
Example of your typical post: (From another rp, a while ago) Sweetpaw felt like smacking herself in the forehead with a paw. 'Mousebrain! Of course Birdsong is the medicine cat. How did I not remember that?' she thought, mentally raising an eyebrow at herself. She watched Birdsong leave, and debated suggesting that she stayed until she was sure she was done, but the medicine cat was gone before she could say anything. Sweetpaw turned to Rainstorm before speaking. "Meh. I can't say. It was pretty stupid to leave camp after throwing up. I'mma go see if she's alright, though." She began to pad the way Birdsong had gone, and after not going too far, saw the medicine cat unconscious at the base of a tree. 'Great. Just what we need.' Sweetpaw ran back to camp. "Birdsong passed out." she called, not talking to any cat in particular. "Well, don't just stand there. Come help me get her back to camp!"















