Dustwhisker- AspenClan

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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 Dustwhisker of the great AspenClan Age 28 moons (2 years/4 moons) Gender Tom Rank Warrior How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS Tawny and my eyes are Green Scars He's young, so he isn't to scarred up. But he does have a few scratches on his muzzle and a tear in his left ear. He's also got a scar beneath his left eye. Appearance He is tall and lanky, with long legs and sleek fur. His pelt is a lighty dusky tawny color, with a lighter underbelly. His tailtip is lighter, and he's got some darker flecks around his shoulders and hips. He has a white smudge on his muzzle, along with a white eartip on his lright ear. His pawpads are black, as is his nose, and he has faint smoky tabby marks on his shoulders, hips, legs, and tail. He's got long white whiskers and his eyes are the brightest emerald green, with bits of blue around the pupil. He's a fun-looking tom. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M Fun AND Adventurous Personality Boisterous and fun-loving, Dustwhisker would never back down from an enemy. He's a strong, brave fighter, and a caring, friendly friend. Some cats considered him far too friendly at gatherings, as he was quick to make friends. But at the recent gathering, his fury exploded when the fight began and he fought like no other. His claws are sharp, and his words match them closely. He tends to be friendly with other Clans to merely pick apart their battle strategies. He's very clever in this way, and always deciphers every cat's thoughts. He can easily understand even the harshest insults, and bounces off of them easy. He never believes anything unless it is proven factual, which might make him hesitant to battle. He generally discovers everything true, though, very quickly, and he fights for his faith like every other cat. Preferences Comapny! He loves being aorund other cats, and he hates to be alone. He prefers hunting over fighting, but he'll still fight willingly and loyally. He's a good hearted tom, you know. Secret Ambitions He has none. Except maybe to make a certain young she-cat his wife. *cough*Cinderfrost*cough* Strengths/Weaknesses His strengths are his easy ability to decipher a cat's thoguhts and words, find hidden meanings in them. He can also hunt very good, and he can fight just as well. In fact, he's better at fighting then hunting, but he doesn't like to admit it. His weakness? Sweet young she-cats with blue fur and cyan eyes. Mostly named Cinderfrost. How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE Jynxfeather (Breezeclan) AND Flashfur (Breezeclan) Family His mother, Jynxfeather, had a mate named Crowheart once. They had two kits, Driftkit/star, and Skykit/frost. Crowheart was exiled after murdering the Clan's deputy, and Driftkit and Skykit grew up thinking a tom named Coalwhisker was their father, and Goldenleaf was their false mother. Jynxfeather then took a new mate, Flashfur, and had Leafkit and Dustkit. Leafkit got sick and died, and Jynxfetaher took on Starkit, her best friend, Mistcloud's, kit. Mistcloud was the Clan medicine cat. So Dustwhisker has two half-siblings, Skyfrost and Driftstar, and a full-sibling, Leafkit, who's dead, and an adopted sister, Starsong. Event that Lead to being a Warrior He killed an eagle that tried to carry off Falconkit. History His paws were always swqift, right from the start. He was born outside of camp, and his birth was a tough one. His sister, Leafkit, was dead hours after birth. Her spot was replaced quickly by another, who was not his kin, but grew to be loved like it. Her name was Starkit. Dustkit grew to be Dustpaw, and he lived for hunting. His paws were quick and steady, and his blows were neat and tidy and his kills were merciful. He never taunted his prey, and he never taunted his Clanmates. Nobody ever could understand why he never fought back against the tom that tortured him through apprenticeship. They understood when he became a warrior and his bully was exiled for being a traitor during the Great Battle. He was out hunting one day when an eagle swept over him, carrying a squealing kit. It was Falconkit. Falconkit's mother, Birdfeather, was racing after the low flying eagle, but she couldn't keep up. Dustwhisker darted after the great bird, leaping up and catching it around the throat at nearly 6 feet in the air. He brought it down and rescued the young kit, becoming Dustwhisker one whole moon early. 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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Finished!

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accepted!