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[color=forestgreen][Timberkit] || [Timberpaw] || [Timberwolf]

Username:
⊰ ғree ⊱

Preferred user-nickname:
Free or Northy

Cat's name:
Timberwolf

Gender:
Tom

Sexuality:
Straight

Age:
32 moons

Rank:
Corporal

Appearance (description):
Timberwolf is a heavy built brown tom with darker brown tabby marks all over his pelt. He has deep, forest green eyes that start out dark but slowly turn a light lime near the pupil. He has a thick scar running down his cheek that cuts up across his eye and stops at where his imaginary eyebrows are. He has a white bottom jaw, a white diamond on his chest, and a white underbelly. His tail-tip is pure black and the rest of his tail resembles that of a raccoon. Timberwolf also bears a large scar on his right shoulder that is clearly visible to those who are paying attention to his looks. He has broad and wide set shoulders and large paws.

Personality:
Timberwolf is somewhat quiet and reserved, but also loud and talkative. He appears like he would be that stern, rule-following cat that is dead-set on obeying everything, but he isn't He may be stern and snappy sometimes, but only because that is the best way, at least to him, to get his point across. Timberwolf is a really kind and loving tom who would do anything for the clan, even if it meant giving up his life. He is loyal, brave, and hardly ever backs down from a challenge. Timberwolf is very romantic and is slightly flirtatious around she-cats, even if he doesn't like them 'that way.' Timber is a rule follower, but he is the type to occasionally break said rules. He doesn't like doing everything everyone tells him to do; he'll get to it in his own time, he will often say. Overall, he is a great warrior, a good friend, and hopefully someday a good father.

History (optional):
Timberwolf was actually born a loner. His parents were part of a large loner group known as Titanium; a band of rouges, loners, and kitty-pets that were denied entry into clans. His mother, Sky, and father, Claw, thought that living in Titanium would be too dangerous if they were going to raise kits. Sky and Claw journeyed far and wide, searching for a clan that would hopefully take them in. They were rejected three different times. By their fourth time, they thought it would just be best to live out here on their own, away from any clans or loners. But, suddenly, they stumbled upon good ol' SilhouetteClan and they were finally approved. Sky and Claw happily raised Timberwolf, Deersky, and Graniteclaw here. Timberwolf was named after his uncle, Wolf; Deersky was named after her mother, Sky; Graniteclaw was named after his father, Claw. Each kit carried once piece of their family with them, which actually helped them get through a lot of tough times.
Timberwolf, by the age of 15 moons, was in a skirmish on the border once and along came his siblings to break it up. Turns out the skirmish was between an old friend of his parents who was out to kill all three kits. That loner was successful in killing two: Deersky and Graniteclaw. Timberwolf was devastated and ended up, against his better judgement, killing that tom that had killed his siblings. After Sky and Claw found out about their dead children, they both grieved far too much, too the point to where they wouldn't eat. Claw died of an infection in his stomach from not eating, and Sky died from a broken heart. Timberwolf is now alone, with not a single scrap of his family left.

Kin (optional):
Brother: Graniteclaw - 14 moons - deceased
Sister: Deersky - 13 moons - deceased
Mother: Sky - 54 moons - deceased
Father: Claw - 56 moons - deceased

Crush (optional):
Wildheart..

RP Sample (HPs-Required/Others-Optional):
[I know it isn't required but my muse is off the charts and I really want to write the scene where his siblings die..]
Timberpaw was locked with a black tom along the border of SilhouetteClan, hissing fiercely into the other tom's face. He felt claws latch into his shoulder, causing waves of pain to flow through him. Suddenly, a large gray shape bowled into him, knocking him off the black tom. Timberpaw rolled across the dusty ground a few tail-lengths before stopping himself with his claws. He glanced up to see Granitepaw and Deerpaw, or as they called each other, Graniteclaw and Deersky. Timberpaw gasped when he saw the tom pin them both down at once and begin to claw at their exposed bellies. Timberpaw launched himself forwards and slammed into the black cats side, sending him flying in the other direction. Granitepaw and Deerpaw got up and joined their brother in attacking the tom.
But, sadly, even with three, they could not defeat the older and much more experienced fighter. The black tom sent a deathly blow towards Granitepaw's throat, killing him almost the instant he was hit. Granitepaw dropped to the ground and fell still, his eyes staring at nothing. Deerpaw screamed and focused on her dead brother instead of her opponent. The tom grabbed her scruff and flung her back into a rock, which crushed her spine. The tom launched himself at Timberpaw but he missed, for Timberpaw dodged the attack. His eyes stared widely at his now dead siblings that were scattered around the clearing. He turned around in time to see the tom was making another move to attack him. Timberpaw ducked and raised a clawed paw that ended up slicing open the toms stomach. The tom fell to the ground in pain and began to writhe on the dirty clearing. Timberpaw leaped on him and sank his fangs into his throat. Timberpaw bit down harder until he tasted blood in his throat. Even then, the young tom didn't stop biting. He waited until the tom under him stopped moving. Once he was sure his enemy was dead, Timberpaw stepped off him and raced to see his brother and sister.
They were dead. No doubt about it. Granitepaw's wind-pipe had been crushed by the blow and Deerpaw's spine had been snapped in half. He brought their bodies back to camp and explained to the leader everything that had happened. After that, Timberpaw talked to his parents. They cried, and cried, and cried together until all three were sure that they had no tears left to shed.

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