Character Name: Gentlestar
Character Age: Twenty-one moons.
Gender: Tomcat
Alliance: Spiritclan
Rank: Leader
Appearance (6 or more sentences): A Chocolate tortoiseshell tom with a medium sized scar on the center of his chest. Under the scar used to be vibrant white fur. The fur symbolized a single heart out of many, that will stand alone and is willing to fight for whats right. Farther downward on his body, is large white fluffy paws, with long hooked nails that can tear through flesh when needed. A dark chocolate pelt dappled with orange and lighter brown, provides him with fantastic camouflage in the misty brush of Spiritclan's territory. Bright smooth orange eyes top off this cats wonderful appearance. All together this cat is a fierce looking tom, with a soft side.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Gentlestar leader of Spiritclan is a brave lovable leader, who will risk his life to protect his clan. He is always overjoyed. His life is about others, and he cares for his family more than anything. His five kits make him unbelievably proud and he never would allow another being to ever hurt them. In my opinion, Gentlestar is a very good father, leader, and mate. He has spent his life in the duty of his clan. To him, Spiritclan is everything and the other clans he has met in his life are nowhere near as valuable to him.
---Likes (at least 3): Gentlestar likes it when his clan is at peace, and no ones in pain or suffering. He also likes to go to the nursery to see all the young kits that will all be strong warriors of his clan one day. Sometimes this young leader goes on walks with his mate, Firefang, and they go to the spot they met at.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Gentlestar hates it when others are in pain or are in danger. He never wants for his clan to be hungry because when he was an apprentice, he left his clan to join the clan that was meant for him, in doing so he realized how hard it was to catch food for himself. Gentlestar also hates it when its too hot! His medium-length dark fur, makes it super hot. On those days he sits in the shade.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): When he was an apprentice, Gentlestar knew that one day he too would have to fight for his clan. So he practiced almost always to ensure he could do it efficiently. Gentlestar is also very good at hiding at night, his dark brown pelt makes it easy to hide in shadows. He also is wonderful at catching prey.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Gentlestar has had a lot of fights in his life, so its taken a toll by affecting his speed. he has a lot of trouble in battle, because he hastes hurting others. One time a clan mate had broken the warrior code, it was a very serious offense. A warrior had a mate in another clan and had kits with said mate. It was terribly hard for Gentlestar to decide what this warriors fate would be.
History (8 or more sentences): When Gentlestar was just a kit, a hawk had swooped down from the skies and snatched up poor little Gentlekit. They flew through the blistering cold air and out to the ocean, from which the hawk released the young kit. He fell, and fell, and fell, until,"Splash." He entered the ocean waters. A thin She-cat swam out and grabbed the little kit by his scruff. Together they swam to shore and out onto the soft beach sand. The she-cat carried him to their camp. It was the camp of Iceclan, the clans that combined to make one! From there he became an apprentice. After being trained for several long moths his mentor, who was also the leader of the clan didn't have time anymore to train him. Deciding it would be easiest, Gentlepaw left in search of a new clan.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Gentlestar padded out of camp happily. He walked for a long while just enjoying the mid-morning breeze. All morning he had been dealing with plans for a new medicine cat den. Their old one had been destroyed by a ravenous storm that had blew through the camp just days before. He could smell the fresh grass of Greenleaf, he loved that smell it reminded him of the days when he was an apprentice, he would roll in the grass with his best friend and cousin, Blitzpaw. He missed Blitzpaw deeply and would do almost anything to see him again. Knowing he probably wouldn't Gentlestar padded back into the camp to see the progress of the new den.
Comments (optional): How you like it. Its my first try so i might be a bit rusty! :)