Character Name: SpireStar
Character Age: 27 moons
Gender: Male
Alliance: HighlandClan
Rank: Leader
Appearance (6 or more sentences): SpireStar is a blue-grey tom with piercing violet eyes. He has a scar just above his left eye. He is of average length and build. He has short whiskers that give him a well groomed appearance. Spirestar has very tall, pointy ears, which gave him his name. He has a rather long tail which occasionally gets in his way. He has a white belly, white markings on his muzzle and white back paws. Spirestar is missing his right front leg. He usually either hobbles or limps with a stick-like prosthetic attached to his missing leg.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements):
Spirestar is a very kind cat. He cares deeply for his clan, but also for other cats he meets (as long as they are not a threat to his own). He is rather quiet, but not shy or introverted. He does sometimes come across as being aloof, mainly due to how much he lives within his own thoughts. Because of his difficult early life, he deals with adversity by trying to see the lesson or wisdom that can be learned. As such, Spirestar is often confused and disturbed by suffering that seems to be senseless or has no redeeming aspect. He is very protective of everyone in his clan, sometimes to the point of being overly cautious. This protective nature also means that he will often be the first to reach out to a cat in pain.
---Likes (at least 3): philosophizing, meditating, listening, swimming, singing
--- Dislikes (at least 3): fighting (his leg makes it difficult), arrogant cats, running
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): listening, offering advice, bravery, protectiveness
---Weaknesses (At least 3): distrustful (overprotective), bad fighter, handicapped, easily depressed
History (8 or more sentences): Spirepaw was trained rather later in his life than most apprentices (ten moons), due to losing a leg in a fox raid on his birth clan. Most of the cats believed he would be crippled for the rest of his life. One cat, however, took pity on him and began to come up with a set of techniques that could be used by a three legged cat. Spirepaw hung on every word of his mentor, Rowanfang. She taught him to hunt as well as the other cats, and enough fighting skills to keep himself safe.
Encouraged by his progress, the medicine cat of the clan built him a crude prosthetic. It couldn't replace his leg, but it afforded him better balance. All seemed well until the day of his warrior ceremony. Spirepaw's father, HeronStar, the clan leader, was ashamed of his disabled son and refused to make him a warrior. This enmity continued for awhile. Eventually, Spirepaw was exiled from the clan when he accidentally helped spread a brushfire (the twig that had caught fire hooked on to his prosthetic).
Spirepaw wandered for a long time, receiving the occasional shelter from loners. He felt unwanted and became depressed, and considered throwing himself off one of the sun-drown cliffs he was traveling near. On the day he was planning to carry out his suicide attempt, he met several warriors of HighlandClan, who were patrolling the area. They took him to Cliffstar, their leader. Cliffstar welcomed the young cat and listened to his troubles. Realizing how long he'd waited, Cliffstar immediately made Spirepaw a warrior after a brief assessment, giving him the name Spireear. Spireear eventually became SpireStar, after CliffStar gave up his last life protecting the clan nursery from a group of rogue kit stealers. Spirestar has ruled the clan ever since.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
Spirestar woke up and stretched. He padded out of the cave. The sun was just beginning to dawn on the Highlands, cloaking the mist covered land in brilliant shades of orange and pink. Spirestar sat down to enjoy the dawn. A few moments later, a phantom pain began to shoot through the stump of his missing limb.
Curses. I had hoped to be rid of that pain, after so many moons, he thought. Spirestar then remembered the strange dream that had plagued him the previous night.
He had seen the Highlands wreathed in smoke and darkness. A group of cats were setting fire to the grasses and trees. Spirestar felt he recognized the cats, but their names eluded him. His missing leg had begun to glow as each flame was spread, burning with pain.
Then a group of shimmering blue cats had emerged from the ocean, carrying with them the golden-white dawn. The two groups clashed, and then he awoke.
I must call the other cats together at Jubilee Island tonight. I have not heard from StarClan since I arrived here, but this was too vivid to pass off as a normal dream, Spirestar thought.
Comments (optional): Jubilee Island is the gathering place for HighlandClan. It's connected to the rest of the territory by a thin land bridge, too thin for it to really be called a peninsula.
