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    tracking on sub and they're currently still mates, right?
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    hey, i just adopted this guy from Helaku as Snowbloom's mate and the assumed father of the Sootstorm litter
    do you that he could be one of Stonejaw's bffs?
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    /sorry i'm late!


    Emberhawk slid into the nursery, seemingly the last cat in the Clan to realise that his mate had given birth. Whoops. "Snowbloom," he purred, dipping his head to breath in the scent of each new kit, which of course he assumed were his. Why would his mate stray from him this far into their lives, after all? "They're beautiful," he murmured, turning his attention to the queen and licking her cheek gently. "What are they called?"
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    Emberhawk must have been the only cat in the Clan not to suspect something about their newest litter, although that might have been down to it simply being leafbare. Seven kits in leafbare was a lot of kits to look after, so seven kits in a single litter, plus countless more litters that had been born earlier in the season, was a massive commitment. Thus, the point tom had been rather busy trying to hunt for his Clan. He didn't want his kits to be seen as a burden to the Clan, especially when prey was scarce.


    "Hello," he purred, strolling over to the little group. As he passed Stumpypaw, he'd attempt to tweak the apprentice's nose in a friendly greeting and settle besides Snowbloom, eyes sharp with interest. What had he missed?
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    Emberhawk's slim frame would peel out of the shadows, pacing closer to the stranger. "This is SkyClan territory. What's your business here?" He remained calm, spotting the odd decoration around her neck. A kittypet? That's what he thought. She was probably lost, and didn't need to be threatened.
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    Well, Emberhawk was another late-comer to the patrol. Having fallen asleep, the warrior had seemingly missed his own patrol and, at a loss as to what to do, Emberhawk trotted over to Slategrace's departing patrol. "Sorry," he puffed, slowing his pace when he caught up to them. "You don't mind if I join you? I missed my patrol today."
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    It was safe to say that Emberhawk wasn't the greatest hunter. Sure, he wasn't terrible, but he wasn't excellent at it. He was quite average, as he was at most things. It didn't usually bother the point tom, but his mate birthing seven kits had been a surprise, and he wasn't going to wait around for cats to call the kits and burden and a tax on the Clan's resources, or even let cats think it. What were they thinking, having kits in the middle of leafbare? Either way, Emberhawk was looking forward to getting to know his new kits, but first he had to pull his wait and actually catch something.


    Tightening his haunches, the warrior burst upwards, reaching, reaching, reaching, grasping and missing a squirrel that had been sitting in the branches above his head. "Mousedung!" He spat crossly, picking himself up and shaking the fur from between his claws. That wouldn't feed the Clan.
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    He took a pace back as the thing around her neck started to glow weirdly. What was this, some sort of twoleg thing blessed by StarClan? Or by the Dark Forest. Calm faded to caution, but Emberhawk maintained his politeness. "Stonejaw or Thrushstar should be along soon," he mewed, glancing behind him as if to spot the pair.
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    track & would anyone like a thread with Emberhawk?
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    Full name Emberhawk.
    Pronunciation ( em - ber - haww - k )
    Name meaning Ember ( ginger points ) Hawk ( fierce, smart )
    Nicknames n/a

    Birth date n/a
    character creation date 27/12/16
    Physical Age 28 moons
    Mental age 28 moons


    Sex male
    Gender male


    powers n/a


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    personality type

    Strengths determined / fierce / intelligent / loyal
    Weaknesses fierce / not strongly motivated / not talent


    Fears that he won't be able to provide for his kits
    Phobias n/a
    Mental/emotional traumas n/a


    Mental state healthy
    Sanity sane
    Mental illness(es) n/a


    Morality strong morals
    Alignment Traditional SkyClan, StarClan


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    main body domestic feline ( ragdoll )
    other bodies n/a


    eye color blue
    fur color lynx flame point
    height average
    weight average
    build slender


    accessories n/a


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    mother npc
    father npc
    siblings npc, npc
    other relationships
    children[b] { Sunfeather, Eagleflight, Russetflower } { Stumpypaw, Wasppaw, Foxpaw, Owlpaw, Falconpaw }
    [b]assumed children
    { Cloudedkit, Briarkit, Hailkit, Pantherkit, Burdockkit, Ivykit, Frecklekit }


    crush n/a
    spouse Snowbloom
    sexuality heterosexual
    turn ons
    turn offs


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    Interaction thread with Emberhawk?
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    Interaction thread with Emberhawk?
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    Open to:
    Interaction
    Friends
    Enemies
    Family threads
    Fights


    Closed to:
    Litters
    Love
    Rape
    Death


    And he's probably open to anything else!
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    Emberhawk look fleetingly embarrassed to have been caught actually missing his prey, but he shrugged it off, turning to the apprentice with a smile. "I guess I just overestimated my jump," he mewed as an explanation for the failed catch. It was nothing new, the flame point had been known to jump short of his prey since the beginning of his apprenticeship, although he'd improved enough to actually become a warrior some moons ago. He was probably just distracted.


    "You've been having good hunting," he purred, nodding at Brookpaw's sparrow.
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    Emberhawk hopped out of his den, trotting over to the gathering of cats. Oops, almost missed patrols. "I'm not too late to join a patrol, am I?" the ragdoll yawned, settling down beside Tatteredpelt and giving his kits a friendly wave with his tail.
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    Moonhigh, and he was still awake. Emberhawk peered out through the gaps of the Warrior Den, hoping to catch a glimpse of Silverpelt. He spotted a few stars here and there, but the true beauty of Silverpelt alluded him with only fragments to squint at.


    Untangling himself from Snowbloom, the flame point rose silently and stepped over the limp bodies of his sleeping Clanmates. He stepped out of the den and shivered as the leafbare winds pierced his thick pelt. He feared that more snow was yet to come. Oh, StarClan. There are so many kits this season. How can we feed them all?


    He flattened ginger ears to a creamy skulls, staring silently up at the cold, distant stars. StarClan was so far away. What if his Clanmates died because of his latest litter?
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    Whoops, late again. Emberhawk padded over, taking a seat next to Owlpaw. "Want to be partners?" he murmured hopefully into his daughter's ear. He wasn't sure who her mentor was and he wanted to find out if she'd learned anything yet.
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