Fuzzystar//Mountainclan

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Name: Fuzzystar
Age: 32 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: MoutainClan
Rank: Leader
Eye Color: amber
Description:

Fuzzypath is a small tabby tom. His fur is medium length and striped brown and darker brown like the bark of oak. His amber eyes are usually full of delight with a slight glimmer of amusement. His paws aren't big but surely are not small. Fuzzystar's ears are pointed. they stand erect almost always. Sometimes, when he is in his most foul mood, they will droop slightly.

Personality:

Fuzzypath is generally laid back. He likes to have fun and play with the kits. His favorite past time is to hunt among the rocks of his territory. However, he knows when to be serious. He isn't one to try cracking a joke at a vigil for a fallen warrior. He tries to be optimistic in hopes of setting an example for his future warriors.

History:

Fuzzystar was born just like any cat. His mother had survived and he had two healthy siblings. Unfortunately, his other brother had been too small and didn't survive the first moon. Fuzzystar had gone through his apprenticeship, not knowing about his lost brother. His mentor had been the deputy since the other warriors had their own apprentices. when both of his sisters had gone off to explore the territory, a pack of rats had attacked. That fateful day, Fuzzystar lost his closest friends. Fuzzystar's mentor had seemed a little more sypathetic since then. At last, the moment came when he was to have his Warrior ceremony. Little did he know, his mentor had asked to prolong the ceremony. Fuzzypath was dubbed warrior two moons after he was supposed to have. This was because Mountainclan's deputy had died trying to fight off a rogue. The rogue had been taken care of but Mountaniclan's previous leader had been traumatized. Fuzzystar had his warrior ceremony that night and was declared deputy. Upon this decision, he learned a halfmoon later that this leader was on her last life.The next gathering the other leaders had questioned her decision to make a brand new warrior the deputy. On their way back to camp, the rogue had come back. He had brought some friends and managed to kill the previous Mountainclan leader along with some warriors. Among these were his mother and father. They had left before a single blow could have been made. When Fuzzystar traveled to get his nine lives, he recieved them from his mother, his father, his sisters, his brother, his mentor, his former leader, the previous medicine cat, and finally by one of his close friend who had been injured fihting the rogue and had died later of blood loss.

RP Example:

This is a shadowclan apprentice mad at a rogue and a loner.

Splotchedpaw came up next to Frostpaw and Thickettail. Revenge gleaming in his eyes. He sincerely hoped Thickettail would call war. These cats were pushing Thickettail over the edge! the brown cat unsheathed his claws, ready to take on Frost. It was clear she intended on siding with this so-called Bloodclan. He bunched up his haunches in preperation."Listen, Boneyard. Leaving now without even one scratch is so far off, It would be starclan's will for Thickettail to calm down. In other words, you cowards should try fighting for once instead of hiding in secrecy and running when it gets tough. Frost, just because you are running around without mooching off other's territory doesn't mean everyone is. They are leaving now to get out of the consequences! Even as an apprentice, I know that's cowardice! Either you're more of a mousebrain than these Bloodclan or you're just as evil. but whatever happens, I'll bet you're an enemy of Shadowclan now!" By the time Splotchedpaw was done ranting, he was shrieking at the top of his lungs. He lunged up high but realized fast enough that he would also get scolded for jumping and rolled over in the air before he landed. He was behind Frost now and ready to fight her as soon as the war call went off.

[εvanescent]

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