Hawkthorn

[Iris]

Name: Hawkthorn

Age: 18 moons

Gender: Male

Clan: AshClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: He's a large tom. His fur is very thick, silky, and long. Sometimes his fur can be hard to tame and can point in all sorts of directions. His main priority is to protect and do what needs to be done for his clan, not try to maintain a pretty look. His tail is long, too. He has a tan body with dark areas, more-so on the top of his head, body, and tail. He has olive-like eyes and large ears. He isn't the fastest, but he is very strong.

Personality: Hawkthorn is a very laid-back tom. He can be immensely friendly and cannot think of giving hatred to another cat without reason. He's often found to be reserved and observant, though he wont judge anyone as he's very understanding. He hopes one day to have a mate of his own and to have kits, but he isn't rushing or even looking for any cat in particular. Having a family would be great in his mind. He also understands that the clan comes first, he wouldn't choose a mate over protecting his clan. Hawkthorn can be very silly, too. Cracking jokes or just messing around with others is what he's also found to do. He's not the most 'serious' cat, though in times of need, he can be.

History: He was born into a litter of two. When a kit, he was the only one in his litter with long fur. His mother had long fur like him, though his dad was the opposite with short, sleek fur. Him and his littermate were born right before Leafbare. He was the only one to survive the season, having such protection from the coldness when it hit. His father didn't survive that leafbare either, dying from the small outbreak of Greencough. His mother had gotten Whitecough, though she survived and recovered. He was a very energetic young tom, nothing could ever dampen his mood. He had grown up with his mother, becoming a mother's boy. Though sometime after getting his warrior name, there was a fight between SnowClan and his mother was heavily wounded. She had died soon after, with the medicine cat trying their hardest to help her. After his mother's death, it changed him. He became more quiet and reserved, he was very depressed at the time. Though time has past and he finally realized that what was right was to fight for his clan, not to gloom around. He dearly missed her, and honored her death as protecting the clan-- as he should be doing.

[Grimace]

Accepted! Be sure to post in your clans roster!