This will take a very long time...
Name:Thornear
Age:2 years of age, making him see a lot of moons...
Gender:Male
Appearance:Thornear has a cream color pelt, mixing in ginger colored stripes that are darker in some places and lighter in other places then his main color- cream. Thornear's coat length is about medium, its not long, or wavy, just thick in the underbelly. The body of him is just a smooth length, wrapping around to his underbelly, which is the part that shows the thickness, unless you run your fingers through his fur on his body. White points on his body consist of under the chin, tail tip, his ankles and wrist and underbelly. The white on his wrist is more like a glove, and his ankles are more of a higher sock or boot like manner.
Thornear's tail is long, while his body is lanky and limbs are about a medium length. His eyes shine at a greenish-yellow, and have around the pupil a light, light blue. The shape of his eyes are at a almond, but not like a Siemens cat.
Personality:Thornear is a calm boy, with a easy going head. He can be a mouthy at times, but isn't afraid to speak up if he thinks that something is wrong or right. He's a silly thing, always making someone laugh by the way he does thing, and he's a jokester- Thornear loves playing pranks. Sometimes he can be a real not a very nice person, making smart remarks and can always burn you will a nasty comback. At times he's a little charmer. He's really caring when it comes to his sister Dapplekit, he doesn't want to have her see as many family deaths as he did and is a little over protected over her.
History:Born into Flameclan, his parents Sunflower and Russettail only had him in that liter. They cared for Thornear {Thornkit} like he was king. Giving him tips on how to be a good apprentice and a good warrior. Thornear's father died when he was at his few last days of being a kit. And the wrost part is that he was there when Russettail died. They where out on a walk, and they where talking about having brothers and sisters when a fox jumped out from behind them. They where downwind and he was upwind so they couldn't smell the red skin animal.
The fox went for Thornear first, but Russetfur saw the attack when he was in airborn, and pushed Thornear out of the way. The fox was hunger, but stronger then the cat, and would deal with the bigger package then the small one-taking down Russetful quickly. Thornear sat in the bushes, wided-eyed and watching his father be shreaded to death.
Nightfall and Sunflower got worried, looking for her lost family while due to give birth any day. She followed there scents, finding her mate on a unused path, dead and eaten, and her son frozen to the ground. It took a lot to get Thornear out of that bush, and when they got back to camp a hour later Sunflower had the kits. Four kits, and only one made it- Dappelkit a torrishell female. [Next charrie, possible medicine cat
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Thornpaw {Thornear} was mentored by old Featherclaw, a old warrior she-cat. She taught him very good things. There first hunt went awesome, he caught alone three mices and one blue-bird.
There first fight was side by side with each on a hunting patrol when the other clan stepped out there terriory.
The day after he became a warrior Sunflower died from white-cough the spreaded to his mentor, and later in the bare-leaf Featherclaw got it and died.
[WARRIOR HOOD]
His main goal in life is to protect his sister and the clan.
Mate/crush:None for right now.
Clan:Flameclan
Lineage:What? Could he become Flameclan's leader, like and if so, can he be against the Underclan cats? [okay, will post in auditions]
Picture:
Crappy picture, i know, buts its the only one I could find...
Other:Roleplay Example:Thornear walked through to the Flameclan's camp, sitting next to a tree, he lifted his head in the air, feeling the wind. Breathing in heavily, he began to clean himself. Licking his paw and whipping it around his body. Yawning he wished that all this mayhem just went away and could never come back. Sighing, he lied down, resting his head on his paw. Looking around the camp.
Blue skies came and went to a blackish purple, watching over the sleeping cream colored cat.
Blinking awake, Thornear sat up, dreaming a dream that no one would want to see come true, and that was ever cat that didn't follow the two evil kittens would end up dying a terrible death, one with so much pain that no one could bare. Thornear just sat there wide-eyed and scared.
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