WolfClan | Fierce, Brave, Loyal | New & Accepting

[~Eternal~]

[Sounds hard]

[~Eternal~]

Ravenstar heard paw steps approach her den and raised her head, staring at the entrance. She watched as Koitail entered and sat up. "Good evening Koitail. What brings you in here?" She asked.

[shuhalo]

D o v e p o o l
Tom | Warrior | Pleased | w/ Mousepaw
A slight smile spread across his face and he gave a tiny nod to Mousepaw, undaunted by her expression. " Great as always. We'll go hunting for a while, then we'll head back before nightfall. " After finishing his sentence, he turned and took light pawsteps near some tree roots and crouched down behind them, taking in the smells of the forest trying to detect a mouse or vole heading back to their nest.

[luno]

He flicked his tail at the pile of food, then smiled.
"I found a new hunting place... And a friend."

[yeeee.]

Name ;; Snowfire
Age ;; 56 Moon
Rank ;; Warrior
Rank Wanted ;; Deputy

Physical Description ;; A petite tom with a very flexible frame. Long pearl fur and stunning turquoise eyes.

Personality ;; Intelligent, fearless, hard-working, moody, blunt and tad bit insane. Votaile. Snowfire has been through more than even most senior warriors, in spite of being new to the clan. He seems so calm and indifferent, yet beneath the surface lies a beaten monster that is unpredictable as the wind. He is antisocial and introverted, so what goes on in his head remains there until he is ready to reveal it. Which is never a good thing. But at least when it comes out, it's honest and straightforward. By far one of the best planners in the clan, by far one of the best hunters. Yet struggling as a true, full warrior; but struggling even more reputation wise. Some say he is so callous and cruel he'd kill the deputy just to take his position if he didn't make it. Unverified anomaly.

Strengths ;;
Fast
Agile
Good Tracker/Scout
Good Hunter
Loyal
Has a few tricks up his sleeves

Weaknesses ;;
Physically weaker than average - due to being a preemie
OK fighter - extension of the above flaw
Antisocial- can work with others, but doesn't enjoy it
Stern - may scare kits
Mistrustful - loners beware
Kind of unpredictable - to those who don't watch the signs


History ;; Fire was born a preemie; two weeks early. Born December 25th, the middle of winter. All of his siblings were premature also; they died shortly after birth. His dad was a stray and had been killed by a car, and his mom as a callous cat the believed that having a preemie was a curse. She refused to raise him. The two of them lived out in a wild alleyway; no hope of human compassion. His mother left without allowing him to nurse; as he was slowly dying, freezing to death, Starclan smiled upon him. A kind old, lone male rogue came across him. Realizing the scenario the nearly frozen and dead kit was in, the rogue took him to a mother cat named Eliza, whom was travelling to the woods to become a warrior. She had recently lost her kits to a dog, yet was still carrying milk. Eliza saved his life by nursing him and went on to raise him, naming him Fire due to surviving against nearly impossible odds. When he was old enough, the two of them headed towards a clan known as Whisperclan; renowned for their cunning, and disguises. The journey was long and hard, lasting about 30 moons; yet they never quit. Unfortunately, Eliza died two days before they arrived due to a horrifying dog attack. Fire had been out hunting, and had been attacked. Eliza had thrown herself upon the dogs to save him, and he was forced to run. Fire had to make the last leg of the journey with no one. Upon arriving, he struggled in spite of his fire to survive. He was physically weaker than an apprentice due to being a preemie. His family was either dead or had left him, he'd lost the only creature he knew and loved; and was therefore antisocial and cruel to everyone else. Silentclan lived in woods blacker than night; his pelt was pure white. Due to all of this, they outcasted him and named him Snow; an insult among their culture. Snowfire was 31 moons old at that time; as he wandered, he'd decided change was to come.
He was forced to survive, alone. Moving northward, colder weather hit. All the better. He was physically weak, but due to that his cunning and guile grew better; with snow, his pure white pelt blended in. He lived strongly by himself until he was 55 1/2 moons old; he then remembered his mother's final words. To join a clan, start a legacy and be remembered. So, he named himself Snowfire; to always remember his inner fire, to remember his mom; yet to also remember he wasn't perfect, and remember enemies lurked everywhere. He then traveled southwest for about 5 moons, joined Wolfclan, and began to striving to be the best he could ever be.

Yet adapting is hard. He strives to be the deputy, but he's sure that the cats around him don't trust him enough since he' been in their clan for only half a moon. History tends to repeat itself after all.

Kin ;; Mother [deceased] Father [deceased], Sister [deceased], Brother [deceased], Eliza [adoptive mother, deceased] Unknown rogue loner that helped him [unknown status]

Crush ;; None
Mate ;; None
Kits ;; None

Other ;; N/A

[WhiteAlphaWolf23]

Silver didn't bother going in to the clans camp, even if Koitail was nice enough she doubted he would be able to keep a bunch of cats from attacking her so she sat outside with the remainder of the mice waiting for Koitail to come back

[shuhalo]

//While waiting for a reply I'm going to leave some notes for me
- Changing current cats' speech colour (never felt like they matched)
Dovepool - some green #408000
Cranefeather - this weird amber #BF4000
-Cranefeather's heading off to the clan meeting
mk done
By the way do we necessarily have to vote for the new deputy?//

C r a n e f e a t h e r
She-cat | Warrior | Slightly worried/calm | Open
Cranefeather caught a new scent in the camp. Worrying it was a cat not in the clan, she jumped up and hissed, but her fur fell as she realized it was Koitail. Cranefeather berated herself on not noticing earlier, and she returned back to sitting in front of the den. Looking up at the pinkish-orange sky, she thought about how Dovepool was doing with Mousepaw. He was never a very good example to her and their siblings, possibly the polar opposite of it. Realizing how much she was overthinking things, she shook her pelt and her mind started trailing to the upcoming clan gathering that she was going to. How would she cope with the many strange cats of the possibly very different clans?

[~Eternal~]

[Accepted. Adding to front]

[luno]

He padded away from the leader and resumed eating.

[~Eternal~]

Mousepaw followed her mentor, proud of herself. She watched from a distance as he crouched and looked for a mouse. She swiveled her ears in that direction but didn't hear anything that showed a mouse was there. Mousepaw padded past her mentor then suddenly sprinted. She dashed across the forest floor then leaped and landed on a squirrel. Mousepaw gave a swift bite to the neck and thanked StarClan for the meal as it died. She picked it up in her jaws and carried it back to Dovepool.

Ravenstar watched as Koitail left before she could say anything and blinked a few times. Ravenstar stood up and padded out of her den over to him. "A friend?" She asked.