

Cloverfrost || Tom || Warriorcloverkit, cloverpaw▌Name: Cloverfrost▌Gender: male▌Age: 14 moons▌Fur: dark grey stripes over a white/cream undercoat▌Eye Color: pale green▌Body Type: short legs, but with broad shoulders and a long body▌Personality: Cloverfrost is pretty much the cat you can always
come to if you are in a bind, or in some sort of emotional trouble.
He's quite the talker, as well as a listener, and and he has
excellent social skills, and knows just how to keep the ball rolling
smoothly during a conversation. He tends to avoid any hostile
confrontations with other cats, but that does not stop him from
doing what he can to keep his Clanmates, perfectly safe. Some
may say call him a "scaredy cat", but the true reason to why he
is so jumpy is due to some unfortunate events that have occurred
in the past, including the death of his mother, and also certain
rejection from his father. ▌Temperament: pretty much balanced, and level-headed
▌Positive Traits: reliable, rational, composed.
▌Negative Traits: often worried, frightened/disturbed easily, jumpy.
▌Rank: warrior
▌Kin: Cedarstare (father), Thea (sister)
▌Infatuation: [open] ;v;
▌History: The one and only cat that Cloverfrost had looked up to as a
young cat, was his mother. Although he still respected his father, he also
feared him in a way, he did not want to grow up to be, just like him. He
wasn't as nurturing as his mother was, and he still remembers a time when
he had gotten seriously injured, and Cedarstare didn't even seem to care
that he had gotten himself hurt, only when his injury was to be healed,
what time he could get back to training. Even after Cloverfrost had watched his
mother being killed in front of his eyes, he never made an effort, even if
it was a minimal one, to comfort him, for witnessing his own mother's death.
He only wanted to blame him for the death of his mate, and for not rising
to the occasion to save her, even though he was scared out of his mind
from being pursued by her killer, which he lead straight out of DreamClan
territory. Even though he was made a warrior a moon before all of the
other apprentices, including his sister, for chasing the dog out, he was not
proud of it. He always assumed that was the reason why his sister, Thea had
run away, along with the treatment she had received from their father. He was
so jealous of her, because she was finally free, but he was still trying to cope
with his depression, while avoiding his father, which sleeping in the same den
made it impossible. It was a nightmere living in DreamClan until Cedarstare
resigned, and moved to the other side of camp to live peacefully as an elder.