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Post by Brookflower of Riverclan on Mar 6, 2019 0:38:48 GMT -5
(I hope this is okay? I'm sorry if this turns out awful. If there's any type of character you guys specifically need I can make one for you.)
Adderpelt | Tom | 56 moons | Senior warrior Adderpelt, while being quite short, is rather broad-shouldered. His short pelt is dark brown with even darker tabby stripes. His fur is extremely short and thin, which he definitely considers a disadvantage in leaf-bare. His small eyes are a pleasant yellow-orange hue. Over the moons, Adderpelt's gained a few battle scars, but his most noticeable is a huge slash across his left hind leg, enough to be visible but not physically hinder him. In fact, he quite enjoys telling the story of getting it. | Adderpelt tends to be rather close with his Clanmates, since he lived his entire life with them. He tends to boast and hyperbolize stories of his courage, but he never notices. While he has no kits of his own, Adderpelt loves them. He is a bit of a hypocrite, but is a generally kindhearted cat. Adderpelt likes a lot of things, but his favorite is feeling useful, and he dreads the day he becomes an elder because he'll be of less use. He also loves kits, but doesn't want any of his own. | Adderpelt simply cannot stand boredom and idleness in himself. He is slightly afraid of holding too much responsibility, and will politely decline offers with a lot of responsibility.resT honestly can't think of anything else. Adderpelt was born to Hawkstripe and Pebbleflower in their second litter along with his littermates Falcontail and Stonespark. In the litter before them is Ashwhisker and Cinderflower. | Adderpelt lived a pretty basic life. Brookflower of RiverClan
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Post by Brookflower of Riverclan on Mar 6, 2019 18:13:47 GMT -5
(Thank you!)
Adderpelt sighed gently as he settled himself down with a rat near the prey pile. As he did, he noted that the Clan was beginning to run low, and would have to ask about hunting. While he was perfectly capable of hunting by himself, Adderpelt preferred the company of another cat to the silence of the territory. As he polished off the last of his rat, he began to gaze around camp to see who was available so as not to annoy any of them.
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