Name: Wolfstar Rank: Leader Clan: _____Clan Age: 17 Moons (Just to make him young enough for you she-cats out there) Appearance: He is a Dark gray tom with a scar over his right eye from a battle with a wolf. His eyes are golden, as a wolf's would be. Personality: He is kind to all of his cats, and shows the signs of becoming a fair leader, but may not be so yet. He would lose all of his lives for his clanmates. History: He once had a rare run-in with a wolf as an apprentice, and that had secured his warrior name.
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"If he dies, then it will be God's will."
"If that was meant to be comforting, it was not."
"Everyone dies eventually. Once you are born, you begin to die."
"That was not comforting either!"
"It is the way of the Creed. Usually our deaths are violent but quick."
Gracesong heard a noise and stopped dead. It was a bear growl. She thought it had been abandoned! She turned to the cave and an enormous figure stepped out. The bear!
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Mothpaw nodded quickly and darted towads the training summit, kicking buckets of snow behind her with her tiny pale paws. She giggled at the acceleration of her run, eager for training. "C'mon, Ebonycloud!" she pleaded playfully. "Catch me!" Her mentor was muscular, tender, and, so Mothpaw thought, handsome. But he was already a warrior and obviously not interested in her. Her lavendar eyes lost a bit of their sparkle thinking about it.
OOC: I have a crush on you, but you don't like me yet. Just to clear things up. ;)