Spearclaw

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Name: Spearclaw
Gender: Tom
Moons: 30 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan/Land: Thunderclan
Description:

Spearclaw is a Tonkinese cat. His fur is a ashen gray color streaked with silver. He's of a slightly large build but still slime and lithe with lean muscles. His fur is short and flattened and always neatly groomed for a personality reason. His undercoat is almost the same color as his over coat but his actual skin is whitish. His eyes are a menacing unusually bright blue color that grows darker and darker the closer it gets to the pupil so the edge of the iris is a brilliant ocean blue. The silver streaks on his body imitate tabby stripes but they don't stand out against his ash colored fur the same way as a traditional tabby coat

Picture: gallery.prezzibenzina.it/d/3336-4/serious-cat.jpg
History // Past:

::Kithood::
Spearclaw was born in a snowy winter night. In the middle of the night close to moonhigh. His mother was Ashheart and his father is Rainpelt. Along with him he there also was another tom kit born too named Grasskit. Spearclaw lived the first few moons of his life like a normal troublemaking kit. He messed with herbs, snuck out of camp. There wasn't anything too special about him, he was just your average trouble making youngster who didn't seem to have a brain that's properly wired in his skull

::Apprenticeship::
Something must've happened in Spearclaw's head just before he was made an apprentice. His personality changed into the majority of what it is today. The foolishness of youth immeditely melted. He became the stern uptight cat that is known today. Naturally his elders thought it was funny that a little cat was acting so serious but to his fellow apprentices it was a little creepy. They got use to it eventually but his friends and family still kept the lovable cute little kitten that he once was in mind. He was a talented apprentice and could grasp the aspect of everything on his own. His mentor probably felt lucky because he/she usually got to nap during training sessions while Spearclaw practiced on his own. Spearclaw took his position very seriously and never forgot to show his elders respect.

::A Warrior's Life::
Spearclaw was made a warrior a quarter moon or two earlier then his fellow apprentices. He stuck strictly to his stern personality and didn't smile during his ceremony. As a new warrior he did what he was told from his seniors and stayed as uptight as ever. His fellow warriors often tease him trying to make him angry but so far they have yet to tick him off.

Personality:

Spearclaw his extremely stern and uptight to the point where it might seem funny. He sticks firmly to proctol and doesn't hesitate to sharply reprimand his fellow warriors. Spearclaw also is very strict about responsibility and sees that things are done. He has serious trouble understanding jokes and has trouble talking to females or other cats who are more flirtatious or carefree. He takes his training surprisingly seriously and will often "train until he is soaked in his own blood." He doesn't hold resentment to bratty personalities if they are his superiors. He is also strict and polite to all even if they try to insult him. Basically Spearclaw has some serious issues with proctol and has a hard time taking it easy. He just needs a good cuff on the ear. He is calm and composed and underneath his stiff sense of duty he's really a nice guy. He'll never snap at anyone for mistakes. He does get fustrated sometimes if someone repeatedly skips out their duties or acts stupid

Role Playing Example:

"That's a good catch Spearpaw! You don't catch voles like that all the time!" the mentor complemented. "Thank you mentor." Spearpaw recited. "You should loosen up a bit kiddo, it'll effect your skills later on." the mentor mentored humorously. "Forgive my lack of prowess sir." Spearpaw answered clearly not understanding his mentor's words.

Theme Song: Clash of Two Virtues
Code Word: Twisted Warrior
Biography Completion: Yes

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