Mottledfoot __ StarClan (AspenClan)

[✄ – – – VANYA!]

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM MOTTLEDFOOT of the great StarClan Age 7 years Gender male Rank warrior How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS TORTOISESHELL and my eyes are YELLOW Scars many defined scars still streaking his pelt despite being healed in StarClan. Appearance Mottledfoot is a big, tortoiseshell warrior with sharp eyes and a clever expression. He's quite hefty, built like a true fighting tomcat. He has an oddly short tail for the length of his body, and his ears are small and rounded. His hind left paw is just barely tipped in white, as though his toe tips lightly brushed a puddle of white paint. His expression displays wisdom and gentleness despite his powerful frame. The whiskers on the left side of his face are all gone, making his movement kind of awkward in dark places. Along his throat, the fur is thinner, exposing an old, violent scar, where his throat was torn out while he was alive. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M WISE AND PROUD Personality Mottledfoot is an extremely wise old tom. A senior warrior, he has been around the block many times and knows what he's doing. Even so, he has no arrogance, no anger. He only wishes to help, to train and to guide, to ensure the best life for every cat. He has a particular fondness for his old Clan, AspenClan, and its leader, Scarredstar, who was his apprentice. He treated the tom like his son, and still does, watching over him from the stars. He also works to assist the cats around Scarredstar to ensure his leadership is strong and true. Even though he is biased towards AspenClan, his kindness extends to any and all cats, even those outside of the Clans. All cats' lives are equal to him, especially now that he can see them live out their days from the sky above. His kindness is almost bizarrely strong, but much appreciated. Preferences he has no real preferences, beyond justice to injustice. He is a very simple cat. Secret Ambitions none. Strengths/Weaknesses He's strong, but not fast. Now that he's in StarClan, it matters very little. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE HAWKLEG AND FLYLEAF Family Scarredstar, son (secret) Event that Lead to being a Warrior he passed his assessment. History Mottledfoot was a very normal kit and apprentice, if unusually dedicated. His mentor was quite proud of him, and knew he would be a wonderful warrior when the time came. That time came and went with ease, and as a new warrior, Mottledfoot received his first apprentice, Fishpaw. While training Fishpaw, he fell in love with a beautiful young she-cat named Whispersong. A new warrior just like him, the two were already close friends. But there was a small problem: Fishpaw loved her too. Mottledfoot and Whispersong had a short fling, but after some time she admitted that she loved Fishpaw and could no longer go behind his back with Mottledfoot. Though hurt, the tortoiseshell warrior understood, and was willing to let her go. Soon after Fishpaw received his warrior name, Fishclaw, Whispersong came to Mottledfoot again. The beautiful tabby quietly informed him that she was carrying Mottledfoot's kits, but begged him not to tell Fishclaw. Loyally, Mottledfoot kept his mouth shut, and said not a word to anyone. He only marveled his kit, Eaglekit, from afar. After Whispersong had another kit, Littlekit, Eaglekit soon became an apprentice. To Mottledfoot's delight, he received the newly named Eaglepaw as his own. Though he could never tell the tom about their biological ties, he could at least preside over his training. One day as they were out hunting, they were attacked by a fox. Mottledfoot fought ferociously, putting his body repeatedly in the way of the fox so that Eaglepaw would not be injured. As the fox lunged down, jaws snapping, Mottledfoot screamed. "RUN, EAGLEPAW! RUN, MY SO- !" Before he could finish his confession, the secret he could keep no longer, the fox tore out his throat. No longer able to make a sound, blood gushing from his body, he fell, dying. He could only hope, then, that he'd kept Eaglepaw from dying too... Sample RP You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me

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