An Eternal Winter :||: Character Sheets

An Eternal Winter :||: A Warrior Cat AU

OOC thread || RP thread

You will find the form below: (The form is expected to be filled out to the best of your literal and grammatical abilities. I will not accept forms with (1) Incomplete sentences {Other than things like name, age, etc}, (2) One-liner personalities and appearances, (3) and incomplete/no history.) Please also delete anything in parenthesis :)

Please note: You can follow this template or create your own with the same requirements. Also, make sure to check the allegiances on this thread to avoid sharing a prefix with another cat. If it is taken, you MUST change it.  

Below, you will find the allegiances. At the beginning of the Eternal Winter, there will be four of each of the high ranks, however, note: As time goes on, the number will go down as the clan cats see fit and they will vote on who will or will not be a high rank any longer. Also note: I am NOT going to accept you on a first-come, first-serve basis. I will accept cats of these roles based on your commitment to your form. I will start as a high-rank to keep things in-line and to keep control of the plot. But, I have the same chance as anyone of getting booted off of being a high rank!

psst: if you send me a roleplay example you might have a way better chance of getting your desired role 

Name: Honeykit, Honeypaw, Honeystream, Honeystar

Gender: Molly

Rank: Kit, Apprentice, Warrior, Deputy, Leader

Clan: Shadowclan

Family by blood: Cloudyfeet ((Father/Deceased)), Bloomtail ((Mother//Alive)), Doebelly ((Sister//Alive)), Tiki ((Sister//Alive)), Ravennose ((Brother//Alive))

Mentor/Apprentice(s): None, Ping me in OOC if you'd like :)

Appearance:

A bulky ad large molly, Honeystar is almost pure muscle. Her pelt's coloration is that of an orange tabby, with white accents under her chin, her chest, and lower ears. Her eyes are a caramel brown and her skin is a dark salmon. She is often compared to a large fox in size. 

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Personality 

+Determined, Dedicated, Loyal
// Fierce, Strong-willed, Stubborn
- Close-minded, Bad Temperament, 

 Honeystar is fierce, strong-willed, and stubborn. These traits help and hurt her in many different ways. Her fierceness makes the other clans fear her. Her strong-willed head gives her the determination she needs to stay at the top and do what she needs to, to keep her clan safe and strong. Her stubbornness inflicts a sense of close-mindedness which causes her to not listen to many cats who disagree with her.

History: 

Honeystar experienced a lovely kit hood. She played happily with her littermates and was always close to her parents. She loved spending time with other kits in the nursery and hanging out with the elders of the clan. Her cheerful personality all changed during her apprenticeship. Her sister, Tiki, once known as Forestkit ran away to make herself a kittypet. Ever since then, she has been a dark soul. Her warriorhood was spent with a lot of violence. She wasn't afraid to kill a cat if she had to. This strong personality gave her the opportunity a deputy, and she took it gladly. The idea of power always held a place in her heart. The former leader, Moosestar, was killed in a boulder fall just a few moons ago. Since then, she has become a fierce and feared leader.

Believes in Starclan, Moonclan, or neither: Moonclan

Age: 37 Moons

Literally anything else: PM me if you are interested in any relationships with her :)

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Name: Froststar

Gender: Tom

Rank: Leader, deputy, warrior, apprentice, kit, loner

Clan: RiverClan

Family by blood: Tess (mother; deceased), Salmonbite (father; deceased), Speckles (sister; deceased) Dapplepaw (half-sister, living)

Mentor/Apprentice(s): Unnamed apprentice (previously), open to current

Appearance: Despite not being born of Riverclan, it appears that the semi-muscular leader was born to swim. His stone-gray coat, laced in darker mackerel tabby stripes, is incredibly dense and relatively water-proof. Froststar's fur is medium in length, to the point where it provides him with plenty of warmth while also being easy to groom. The feline stands slightly taller than the average tom, carrying himself on a set of powerful shoulders that make him a strong swimmer.

Personality:

+: Dutiful, kind, selfless

/: Stubborn, familial, quiet

-: Cynical, hesitant, obsessive

Riverclan is everything to the tom that was born outside of the clans. Froststar regards his clan as family, and as such, he is highly protective and somewhat obsessive over them. He can be regarded as a highly patriotic cat that bleeds and breathes for Riverclan, frequently willing to attend patrols and do the dirty work for his clan despite having the high status as leader. Quite frankly, Froststar stubbornly forces himself into clan life to live as one- more or less, he doesn't seem like a leader at first glance. Regardless, he treats each of his clanmates with the kindness of an older brother, whose goal is to look out for and guide his younger siblings. He still holds a silent presence among the clan, but the good-hearted individual is happy to lend an ear or entertain the kits for the queens while they take a nap. However, Froststar is no friend to the other clans. He is aloof and frequently cold towards the others since the winters, and was hesitant to join with them. He does not trust them- and all for the right reasons. When it comes down to it...Riverclan is vulnerable without her waterways. He fears that the other clans will throw them out without a second thought.

History: He was born a loner, a scandalous birth between a loner and a Shadowclan warrior. His father had abandoned them for the sake of his own dignity, leaving his mother to struggle to raise Frosty and his sister, Speckles. After a tough leafbare, he lost his sister due to hypothermia, despite his efforts to keep her warm. It was then that the loner decided that she could not care for her four moon old son- he would perish out in the cold. 

She tried all of the clans. Shadowclan immediately rejected them, Windclan was hesitant, and Thunderclan complained that their numbers were too great. Only Riverclan was willing to take in Frosty, but only him. His mother was not welcomed. He was raised in the nursery by hesitant queens, and longed for the comfort of his own mother and deceased sister. It was there that he heard of tales of StarClan, but he discovered that he had no faith in them. If ancestors of great power existed, they would have spared his sister from a cold death. 

Frosty, who took up a clan name as an apprentice, trained hard to understand the ways of the clan. He wanted to show his gratefulness to the clan that had taken him in, while the others had so selfishly rejected him. He quickly became a valuable warrior and was respected by his new clan, who gave him the warrior name of "Frostclaw", in honor of his fishing skills. 

He mentored his first apprentice when he became 23 moons old, and was made deputy after she graduated into a warrior. Frostclaw continued to serve his clan selflessly, until his leader, Perchstar, died from whitecough. He was by her side as the old she-cat passed away.

Yet, even after Froststar got his nine lives...his faith in the ancestors is nearly nonexistent. 

Believes in Starclan, Moonclan, or neither: Neither

Age: 35 moons

Literally anything else: I'll work on his half-sister's sheet eventually. I work on Saturdays...also tomorrow my power will be out for at least four hours for repairs. 

Froststar is accepted as a leader <3 Thank you!

-xena

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Name: Dapplepaw, Dapplekit

Gender: Molly

Rank: Apprentice, Kit

Clan: Shadowclan

Family by blood: Pinebristle (mother; MIA), Salmonbite (father; deceased), Froststar (half-brother; living), Speckles (half-sister, deceased)

Mentor/Apprentice(s): Honeystar (mentor)

Appearance: Although her half-brother is quite massive, Dapplepaw is a little more on the shorter side, similar to her own mother. She is covered in medium-short fur that forms a beautiful mosaic on her coat. Dapplepaw is a black smoke tortoiseshell, a feline that is primarily black with smoky underhues with the occasional mottling of silver-cream. She is built lean for a Shadowclanner, so she can be light-weight for the purposes of stalking up on her prey without making a noise.

Personality:

+: Courteous, charismatic, responsible

/: Obedient, deceptive, businesslike

-:  Calculating, crafty, argumentative

Maybe she's small and cute, but take note: she's also like a small business women. Dapplepaw is a charismatic buggar who won't hesitate to use the talents of her silver-tongue. As the apprentice of a fiery leader, she takes up a responsible air and appears relatively courteous, even towards those of other clans. However, she is obedient, as she aims to impress her mentor and won't hesitate to toss another cat or five under the bus. For a young cat, she's quite the talented actress, and no doubt will make a formidable warrior worth fearing when she's an adult. Nonetheless she's willing to be a friendly face and won't act hostile unless she has her motives. Dapplepaw is absolutely intelligent and brilliant-minded for a cat her age, making her very capable of holding her own in an argument. She's definitely a cat you want on your side. 

History: Dapplekit was born into Shadowclan, a last-ditch effort of Salmonbite to prove that he was loyal to Shadowclan (despite being born in Riverclan himself). He had little to no interest in Dapplekit's mother (Pinebristle) romantically, and left the she-cat bitter after he suddenly perished during a border skirmish. Dapplekit and her littermates were born earlier than anticipated, resulting in the sudden deaths of her tiny littermates. She was the only one to survive, thanks to the efforts of the medicine cat. 

However, Pinebristle was one of very few to learn of Salmonbite's previous affair with a loner that resulted in Riverclan's warrior (and later leader), Frostclaw. Once Dapplekit was weaned, the queen scornfully left the clans, and hasn't been seen since. Dapplekit, nonetheless, aimed to improve her own reputation. She was a respectful kit in the nursery, but she had her...talents. She frequently manipulated the other kits with her silver-tongued gift, convincing them to steal her juniper berries as tasty sweets. 

Once an apprentice, Dapplepaw seemed to grow emotionally hardened. She is dedicated towards proving her worth as Honeystar's apprentice, and seems quite mature despite her age (and size). 

Believes in Starclan, Moonclan, or neither: MoonClan

Age: 7 moons

Literally anything else: Well, power's back on earlier than anticipated. 

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Name: Waspkit, Wasppaw, Waspwatcher

Gender: Tom

Rank: Kit, Apprentice, Warrior

Clan: Windclan

Family by blood:

Dappledtooth (66 Moons::Permaqueen::Mother)

Darkthorn (68 moons::Warrior::Father)

Cloudears  (45 moons::Warrior::Brother)

Heatherstone (45 moons::Warrior::Sisterr)

Beestreak (25 moons::Warrior::Brother)

Harechaser (25 moons::Warrior::Sister)

Mentor/Apprentice(s): 
Bramblebee (65 Moons::Warrior::Old Mentor)

Rosewhisker (30 moons::She-Cat::Warrior::Old App)

Frostwhisper (21 moons::Tom::Warrior::Old App)

Alderfoot ( 12 moons::Tom::Warrior::Old App)

Personality:
Waspwatcher is a very open cat. This proves to show that he is very open to any suggestions and possibilities. He is flexible with most things and people, so if there is a last-minute patrol or the fresh-kill pile is running low, you can count on Waspwatcher, even when he was sleeping. All this flexibility and openness, though, causes major jealousy and sensitivity, especially when it comes to his family. Because Waspwatcher is a huge family-man, that’s where his sensitive spot comes in. He is very protective over his whole clan and majorly his family. Since his family is his life, he often gets jealous when his family doesn’t have much time for him. Although, he bottles up his emotions until possibly one day he will explode with emotions. Although he has his jealousy, he is not cocky at all what-so-ever. Overall, Waspwatcher is very conscientious. He is very dependable and has the utmost loyalty to his clan, starclan, and his leader. Waspwatcher is neither an extrovert or an introvert, it all depends on the day (or how he slept last night). While Waspwatcher is a very kind and gentle cat to be around, as age creeps up, he gets a bit grumpy at certain times or in certain situations. 

History:

See next post:

Believes in Starclan, Moonclan, or neither: Starclan

Age: 45 moons

Literally anything else: One of my oldest chars <3

Kithood

One snowy day when Dappledtooth fell into labor earlier than expected, Darkthorn helped her to the clan nursery for a safe and successful kitting. The successful kitting left the two clan cats with four gorgeous kits that were bound to grow up strong and safe in the care of their mother and father. They were left with two young toms and two beautiful she-cats. They named the toms Cloudedkit and Waspkit and the two she-cats Heatherkit and Doekit. The first moon of clan life was expected to be an adventure of right and wrong. The kits, of course for obvious reasons, spent their days succling their mother and tussle for the spot closest to mom. Another moon or two passed by and they were beginning to recognize faces and spar with each other much more. Darkthorn often visited the nursery and interacted with his kits. The dark tom wanted to be a part of their emotional and physical lives. Dappledtooth was a very engaging and active mother with her kits. She began teaching them to be courteous and kind for as long as the cats could remember. At first, Waspkit was hesitant about why these kindness lessons were important to the everyday clan life, but when he saw his sister, Heatherkit, being kind to every cat that passed by, he followed in her pawsteps.  The russet brown tom was tussling constantly but always knew when too far was too far. He occasionally enjoyed settling down with his siblings or with his mother and father, or even with the other queens in the nursery. As soon as he could roam about the camp, he begged his parents to teach him all the different hunting crouches (especially the  rabbit hunting crouch) and fighting techniques. He always enjoyed teaching his sibling what he learned that day and often practiced his sneaking on his siblings. His father always showed a sense of dedication to the clan which surely passed on to all of the kits. Waspwatcher dedicated his kithood to becoming the best warrior he could be, or whatever Starclan had in mind for the little kit. Because he was the oldest, he was often the example of his siblings when they were together. By the time the kits had turned 3 moons, Dappledtooth made it very clear that she was to remain a queen for the rest of her life. Waspkit was silently sad because he wanted to see his mother and father side by side on patrol or in a battle together one day. He shook off his emotions and knew that it was in her own best interest. This taught Waspkit a very important lesson that you can do what you love by also helping the clan. The small tom realized he wanted and would love to be a warrior but that also meant of course following the warrior code and every wrong choice will be followed by consequences. Waspkit learned that being a clan cat meant making selfless choices for the better of the clan. By Waspkit’s fourth and fifth moon, he was beginning to be a more sociable kit. He began to befriend the apprentices and warriors as he was soon to be an apprentice himself. Waspkit (the first kit) and Heatherkit (the third kit) were inseparable from birth. They had may of the same interests and went nearly everywhere together. Until the current day, they hadn’t a worry in the world about their bond. Of course the whole litter was very close, but it was an instant connection with Heatherkit and Waspkit. They understood each other and ffFdefended each other through any and everything. These two were the strongest and smartest in the litter and could solve any problem. As apprentices, they still loved each other’s company and often shared meals in the evening. Waspkit tried gaining stronger bonds with his siblings as he grew older as a kit. Cloudedkit was fun to be around but seemed to be scolded everyday for something new. Often times, Cloudedkit would pull others into his blame to avoid his parent’s reprimands. Doekit was the smallest, and youngest kit in the litter and both Heatherkit and Waspkit were silently protective over her. Doekit couldn’t be bothered being watched over because even though she is the smallest, she is the most independent. 

Apprenticeship:

When it was finally time for the litter of four to be apprenticed, they sent time prior grooming themselves to look their best. Heatherkit got Spottedfang which Wasppaw thought was the perfect match for Heatherpaw. Wasppaw received the mentor of Bramblebee. Bramblebee was a grumpy cat who didn’t talk much but was very invested in his technique for hunting and fighting which was what Wasppaw needed the most. His first night of apprenticeship was spent whispering with Heatherkit until finally, they fell into a deep slumber. They weren’t woken up until sun-high the next morning. Luckily, neither were either of their newly appointed mentors. Wasppaw usually very quirkily hopped out of the apprentice den, only very rarely did he walk out sleepy or grumpy. His days were spent with Bramblebee, hunting and sparring with each other. Wasppaw quickly caught on to subtle details in the fighting techniques and hardly in the hunting techniques. He was more interested in a sparring session that a hunting patrol. Because of his interest and keen eye, he can suspect a move the warrior in front of him is going to move and has enough time to counteract. His sister Heatherpaw, on the other hand was a very keen and excellent huntress and less that of a fighter. In exchange for some hunting tips (like blending in with trees and dirt with his russet pelt), he often ran with his sister before sun-high or moon-high. Along with running, they sparred, hunted, and patrolled (and ate) together. They both gained a beautiful form because of their persistent training, but Heatherpaw more so was visible. Heatherpaw had shorter fur while Wasppaw’s pelt contained longer fur, restricting the sight of his lean, and muscle-formed body. In battles however, he could be underestimated and therefore have the advantage. Wasppaw began to be more watchful of the people around him when his mentor had told him this phrase: “you don’t even know what you have until you’ve lost it.” Wasppaw now lives by Bramblebee’s words and watches his clan and family (and the prey he stalks through the windclan lands). The closing moons of apprenticeship, Wasppaw immediately realized how fond Heherpaw grew of Icepaw. He teased her and nudged her shoulder whenever they talked or he merely passed by. Wasppaw realized how happy Icepaw and Heatherpaw were together, and he was okay because that is all he ever wanted for his sister. He began growing jealous, but not enough for him to be hurt emotionally. He figured the best way to cope with this envious feeling was to befriend Icepaw and hang out more with the both of them. Wasppaw and Icepaw became very good friends, the trio was unstoppable together. Although Icepaw was a moon older, it didn’t make any difference to their friendship when he became a warrior. The two siblings were beyond happy when Icepaw was known now as Icespots. They knew they wouldn’t be able to spend the nights with each other, but they had every morning and every mealtime. The trio was even allowed to go on hunting patrols (along with their mentors, of course) together.  At half-moon until the quartet’s naming ceremony, the four siblings spent the evening with the elders, listening to their stories and sharing a vole, shrew, and a plump rabbit. The next mornings after consisted of caring for the elders, assisting the medicine cat, and assuring that every cat got their fill. Finally, the four apprentices were assessed. They were to hunt with hopeful thoughts for themselves and their siblings. 

Warriorhood:

The naming ceremony took place and once again, the quartet was growing together. Wasppaw became Waspwatcher because of his keen and watchful eye over all that surrounds him and his enemies movements. Heatherpaw became Heatherstone for her solid determination and will to go through with any task.  Doepaw became Doebelly, not only for her appearance, but because she could rip open an enemy’s belly. Cloudedpaw became Cloudedears for his excellent ability to track and hunt a target. And this begins the young tom’s adventure into warriorhood. The vigil was sent by the quartet, not even daring to make such a subtle sound of unsheathing and sheathing their claws. Their parents found the best moss they could and placed it inside the warrior’s den, making sure it was comfortable enough for four new, brave warriors. After a few days into the cats warriorhood, Icespots asked Heatherstone to become his mate and she gladly said yes. After asking Wasppaw what his thoughts about it was he held back a statement of envy for their new relationship and instead showed the better side of it. His gratitude for his sister’s and bestfriend’s bond and relationship was off the charts but jealousy crept up slowly as she started to spend more and more time with Icespots, but he dare not say anything about it. As the moons passed, Heatherstone and Waspwatcher’s bond grew as she learned to balance time between the people she loved. Waspwatcher was very appreciative of this and began to spend most mealtimes with Icespots and Heatherstone. Doebelly and Cloudedears still held a close bond with Waspwatcher, but less so than Heatherstone. Unlike his closest sister, he does not show any sympathy toward the other clans. Of course he doesn’t jump with glee when a cat from another clan died, but he doesn’t feel sad either. He would never give second chances if he caught another clan cat on his territory. If he had the chance, he would definitely leave a mark for him to be remembered by. On Waspwatcher’s twentieth moon, his younger siblings were born. A small but beautiful litter of two was born from Dappledtooth and darkthorn. Beekit, a small, yellow-ginger tabby tom was born first, followed by harekit, a small, grey she-kit. Constantly, from the time they were born until current day, Heatherstone and Waspwatcher love to interact with their younger siblings and strived to create a great bond with them. Heatherstone and Waspwatcher would share the daily gossip, what happened at gatherings, and how it was like being warriors. Waspwatcher loved seeing the kit’s wide eyes and curious ears. It made him want kits but his one love interest, Maplebark, was seriously injured in a badger attack, then died in the medicine cat den and he hasn’t noticed any other cat who he could possibly be interested in. Because of this situation, he has taken it upon himself to do daily check-ups on everyone, especially his family, and making sure everyone is eating. At his twenty-first moon, he received his first apprentice, Rosepaw. Rosepaw was a petite, pale pink-ginger she-cat who had a brilliant personality. From the time she was apprenticed to Waspwatcher, she was so excited that when the two cats touched noses, she more so ran into his nose leaving a painful sensation. Waspwatcher had a lot of trouble with Rosepaw because of her curious and headstrong personality. He had to get strict if she was ever to listen to his commands. She was a very good fighter, although her pelt didn’t blend in with the scenery of Windclan. Waspwatcher made sure to praise Rosepaw as she slowly began to listen and abide by the warrior code. Whenever she was praised, her icy blue eyes shone with an extra twinkle. By the fifth moon of Rosepaw’s apprenticeship, Heatherstone was going through a rough patch and struggling with her apprentice. Waspwhisker did what he thought would help but was careful not to push. He would bring her fresh-kill when she was looking down and had a meal with her. Rosepaw was doing fine and getting very good at fighting. Every sparring session that was held, she was fast with her movements. The day when her assessment was to begin, Waspwatcher demonstrated a few hunting crouches to assist her on her way. Rosewhisker brought back a mass of fresh-kill and had to go back for another muzzle-full of prey. He pressed against her flank in appraisal and reported her successful assessment. She thanked him for his knowledge and expertise as she was given her warrior name of Rosewhisker for her keen senses. Rosewhisker grew from an unlistening apprentice to a dedicated warrior that will grow and live by the warrior code.Waspwatcher was forced to get used to living without an apprentice but he was glad to watch Rosewhisker grow with him as a warrior. At his thirtieth moon, he received another apprentice to mentor by the name of Frostpaw. Frostpaw was a white cat so white he almost looked as if he were blue. He had markings only on his paws which were grey and piercing ultramarine blue eyes. Frostpaw was actually quite big for his age and nearly the size of Waspwatcher. He was a very serious, and logical cat. He took every paw step seriously and couldn’t bother aimlessly tussling around with the other apprentices. Instead, he spent his time with the medicine cat or warriors to expand his knowledge.He preferred to hunt and venture in the territory instead of sparring sessions to work on battle techniques.Waspwatcher had a lot of trouble with this cat because he Frostpaw didn’t want to do anything that he needed to do. Frostpaw knew that these training sessions were basically mandatory if he ever wanted to become a warrior, but he didn’t know if he even wanted to be a warrior. Frostpaw told Waspwatcher his concerns and Waspwatcher thought of what to say when he remembered what Bramblebee said to him at Frostpaw age. He repeated the words “you don’t even know what you have until you’ve lost it”. Frostpaw took those words to heart and decided he would try his best to become a warrior. They had to work extra hard every day to catch up with the pace of the other apprentices. Frostpaw became Frostwhisper because of his soft-spoken personality and silent dedication to his warrior duties and clan itself. By the time of Frostfur’s naming ceremony, Heatherstone had her kits. Waspwatcher sought to spend as much time as possible with them to grow a close bond. The quartet of his Nieces and Nephews were beautiful and he was looking forward to the day they would become warriors.  Another three months passed and his sister became deputy. Waspwatcher was beyond proud of his sister and was glad to watch her grow into the destiny Starclan built for her. She was happy.  He was beyond proud but his jealousy made itself known again in the tom’s feelings because his sister couldn’t hang out as much as she used to. It seemed as if Heatherstone started to ignore Waspwatcher all the time.  Again, he pushed away his feelings. His own sister assigned him a new apprentice by the name of Alderpaw. Alderpaw was a chestnut-colored tabby with amber eyes. Alderpaw was an easygoing and understanding apprentice and easy for Waspwatcher. Alderpaw was excellent at hunting and fighting right off the bat but he still needed and waspwatcher couldn’t express how proud he was. He grew a really close bond with Alderpaw that is still growing to the current day. Alderpaw was always yearning to go on hunting patrols with Waspwatcher and show off his skills. Alderpaw took the clan duties very seriously but always loved a little tussle with his denmates. Alderpaw was assessed and passed with flying colors. He was made a warrior that moon and is now known as Alderfoot. Lionstar lost his last life and the clan was in great devastation. The clan mourned for one full day and night with Lionstar. 

Name: Palebird

Gender: Tom

Rank: Kit, Apprentice, Warrior, Deputy

Clan: Shadowclan

Family By Blood:
Doveheart (Mother//Alive)
Shadedleaf (Father//???)
Goldenowl (Brother//Alive)
Lily (Sister//Alive)
Maxwell (Brother//Alive)

Mentor/Apprentice(s): 
Blackpine (Old Mentor)
Flamefall (Old Apprentice)

Appearance:

Palebird is a majorly offwhite tom, but has areas of light cream around his body. This color is found on his face, ears, back, legs, and tail. His eyes are a mesmerizing translucent cerulean. His nose, inner ears, and paw pads are a pale pinkish color. His white whiskers are medium in length, and his tail is longer than the average cat. Palebird has a more feminine look to his overall features, although his sleek body and short coat give off a great view of his muscles.

Personality:
+ : Principled
+ : Reliable
+ : Patient

/ : Warmhearted
/ : Hardworking
/ : Flirtatious

- : Aloof
- : Irascible
- : Witty

History:

Kithood
Palekit, as well as all of his siblings, were named after birds due to his mother's love for the beautiful, winged creatures. One time when he and his siblings were playing together, but Littlekit (now know as Lily) wandered off into the forest. She was never seen again by her siblings, but as time went on, Doveheart came back with the news that Littlekit had been taken by a group of small twolegs and turned into a kittypet, belled collar and all.
This saddened Doveheart, for she'd wanted all of her kits to grow as strong and admirable warriors. After that, Palekit and his siblings lived a very safe and watched upon kithood. Nothing else went awry.

Apprenticeship
Doveheart was so glad that her kits were finally being apprenticed. Palekit became Palepaw, under the guidance of Blackpine, a dark tom with shadowed moss-green eyes. Goldenkit became Goldenpaw, under the guidance of Viperstrike, a dark reddish she-cat with lighter orange markings almost like those of a viper, completed with piercing ice-blue eyes. Larkkit became Larkpaw (now known as Maxwell), under the guidance of Silverbreeze, a beautiful she-cat with well-kept, smooth silver fur, white undersides, and soft yellow eyes.
Palepaw loved being mentored by Blackpine. He was strict, but also incredibly close with his apprentice, keeping their bond tight and joyful. Palepaw knew he could go to Blackpine for anything since he didn't have a father who could fill that role. His biological father left the clan when Doveheart was about to kit, as he'd heard from his own mother. As far as he was concerned, he lived the life of a loner now, which was extremely dangerous with the current conditions.
Suddenly, though, Larkpaw went missing one day. The last thing Palepaw'd heard from him was that he was going to go search for Littlepaw (as they'd decided to call her) and try and bring her back. Palepaw just guessed that he had gotten captured by the twolegs as well.

Warriorhood

Palepaw was proud to be announced Palebird, as requested by his mother, and Goldenpaw, Goldenowl, to continue the 'aviary bloodline', as she called it. As young warriors, Palebird and Goldenowl spent almost all their time together, being the only remaining siblings from their litter in the clan. This changed, however, when they got their apprentices.
Palebird was given ambitious little Flamepaw as his apprentice, a fiery she-kit that reminded him of his brother's mentor. Goldenpaw was given Flamepaw's brother, Jaggedpaw. He was more stoic and calm than his sister, yes, but nevertheless was a great apprentice.
Palebird taught Flamepaw almost identically as Blackpine had mentored him, and it worked quite well, though Flamepaw didn't hold a bond as well with Palebird. She preferred to talk to her brother about everything, and he understood completely, for not all cats trusted others outside of their own blood.
He was extremely glad when Flamepaw finished her apprenticeship and was deemed Flamefall.

Believes in Starclan, Moonclan, or Neither: Neither

Age: 27 Moons

Literally Anything Else: Image Credits (Uriel Soberanes)