Character Name: Molepaw
Character Age: 7 moons
Gender: Male
Alliance: ThunderClan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance: Molepaw is relatively small for his age, having a slender build that is usually common for she-cats. His fur is short and almost always slicked back as if he'd just gone for a swim in the river, and the color of it even looks as if he managed to get covered in mud during said swim. From a slight depression in his skull, bright yellow-green orbs watch the world with questions shining just behind them. Atop the skull are wide-set, rounded ears, and the muzzle that extends below is elongated and has many short, white whiskers. His paws are small and flat, and the toes on the front two are tipped with white. Only a small portion of his tail remains on his rump, a constant reminder of the day he decided to go against what his mother had told him and leave camp.
Personality: Molepaw is a curious little cat who sticks his nose into just about everything. When he isn't off getting himself into trouble, he can be found bugging the queens and warriors with his incessant questioning. Despite being a pest, he's friendly and playful, and is often seen playing with the kits of the Clan. However, he is very serious about his training because he would like to become the best warrior ThunderClan has seen in ages. His mind tends to wander at times, but he tries his hardest to pay attention. He looks up to his mentor and aspires to emulate them in any way possible. He tends to be very sensitive about his missing tail, and he never likes to talk about it. The reason behind that is because it always causes him to remember exactly how he'd lost it, as well as the feelings of humiliation, shame, and embarrassment.
---Likes: Hunting, asking questions, playing with kits, training
--- Dislikes: The rain, toads, anything 'girly'
---Strengths: Excellent hearing, small frame, quick on his paws
---Weaknesses: Distracted easily, tends to talk too much, has a hard time following directions, missing his tail so tends to be thrown off-balance easily
History: It was towards the end of leafbare when Mistytongue gave birth to a litter of three kittens. There was a chocolate tom-kit, a brown tabby she-kit, and a pure black she-kit. Of the three, the tom was the smallest, but that didn't stop him from playing with his sisters once they were old enough to walk without falling over. It also didn't stop him from asking all kinds of questions. He would follow the warriors, deputy, leader, and even the medicine cat around whenever he got a chance, asking them all kinds of questions. A number of times, he would try to leave the camp to find the answers for his questions that nobody seemed to hear. He was always stopped by his mother, though, and would have to face the humiliation of being carried back to the nursery. One day, however, he managed to escape into the forest once while his mother was busy with his sisters. He ran into a fox while he was out of the camp and had his tail bitten off by it. Before the fox could kill him, however, a patrol of warriors saved him and took him back to camp for the medicine cat to stop the bleeding from his tail. The fact that he was missing his tail threw him off-balance at first, but he eventually grew used to not having it. Because he was recuperating from his injuries, he had to wait another moon before he became an apprentice.
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