Hey, I hope I get accepted into advance, but I put * anywhere I am intending to put the name of my clan once I get one, which I haven’t yet.
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Character Name: Echomoon
Character Age: 20 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance:Her flank is a light brown with darker stripes that make perfect camouflage in forest. Her pelt is glossy and dries easily after a long swim, which she enjoys having on hot days and also finds it’s an easy way to cool down after a long, hard day. Her long, slick tail provides perfect balance to her slim feline body. She is quick on her paws, with the capability to change directions quicker than most cats. Her paws and chest consist of a snowy white that stands out even on the darkest of nights. She has short fur, which can take some time to grow for Leaf-Bare. Her eyes are a brilliant blue that radiate energy in a wide arch around her. She has long whiskers that add to her balance, making it near impossible for her to fall over against her accord.
Personality: She is usually gentle and kind but can become hostile when she doesn’t get her way. She hates being left behind above all things, probably because she has had terrible experiences of such things in her kit-hood. She enjoys helping others, but not to the extent she won’t fight to protect her clan. She respects those whom she knows are of higher authority than herself, but no so much those younger than her. She can get stubborn and snappy easily and you don’t want to be around her when she is in these moods. She would love to be leader one day, but she is torn between the want to have a family. She enjoys creating new battle moves, and has done even in the heart of battle, although she prefers having time to make decisions like this. Echomoon always tries to look at the positives in a situation, whilst many ponder over the negatives. She can be quite over-emotional and isn’t afraid to show it, this has helped her not bottle up all of her grief over the years and is definitely a good thing. She strongly believes in StarClan and the warrior code.
---Likes: Echomoon likes toms with a good sense of humour, her favourite type of prey are starlings, and she loves the snow.
--- Dislikes: She hates picking the feathers off birds before she eats them, but also dislikes eating them. She doesn’t like cats that lie or don’t believe in StarClan.
---Strengths: She is quick, both in mind and on her paws, which is generally what gets her out of battles and other difficult situations. She knows how to swim and is also quite good at it. Her mentor also taught her how to battle underwater, which could come in handy one day.
---Weaknesses: Her front right paw has been sprained several times and now easily clicks out of place. Also she is terrible at hiding her emotions and bottling them up and will almost instantly let you know if something you are doing is bothering her. She isn’t as strong as most cats her age, which is probably caused by her small size.
History: She was born in ThunderClan to Greystone (her mother) and Eaglefeather (her father). Greystone was a fierce warrior that died in battle against a badger while she was only a kit. Her mother had never produced milk so Echomoon had been brought up with without it, while Greystone went about her usual warrior duties; other cats took turns taking care of her. She hadn’t been expected to survive, but for some incat reason she had.
Her father on the other hand was a medicine cat, and as soon as ThunderClan found he was her father he was banished from the clan. This happened just after her mother died, when cats began asking questions as who could care for her. Echomoon’s brother, Sunpaw, decided to go with Eaglefeather, but Echomoon chose to stay. This was a very heart-breaking decision for her and it has affected her dearly.
Her first mentor was Foxtail and he died very recently, protecting Echomoon from a badger. She has not been assigned a new mentor since, as she is still grieving for Foxtail.
Roleplay Sample: Her brilliant, blue eyes were flecked with grief-stricken tears as Moonpaw pelted into the clearing. She looked up to her leader, Mossstar, standing on the High Rock and she felt faintly relieved. She could tell her and Amberstar were waiting for Lillystar to make her announcement, but she couldn’t wait that long. “Mossstar! Mossstar!” She half yelled, half sobbed the words, “Something terrible has happened!” She waited for her leader to respond. She knew what her leader was probably thinking – ‘where was Foxtail?’ Moonpaw and him had meant to be hunting just now, they had, in fact, been hunting with Nightpaw, but they had left him a little while ago. He must have come back then. Foxtail’s red pelt and amber eyes flashed through her mind now and made her cry all the more. She didn’t want to yell the words up to her leader, knowing it would show her clan’s weakness – the loss of a valuable warrior. What made it worse was Moonpaw’s knowledge that the tom had been deeply in love with Mossstar, but the she-cat had never seemed to take any notice. Blood stained Moonpaw’s paws velvet red and there was a deep cut running down her pelt. The left side of her face had taken a hard whack from the badgers tail and her ears were still ringing from its impact. There were several patches of fur missing from her pelt, too. She had managed to run all the way from a tree next to the Eagles Nest and she was panting slightly. It was all her fault!
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