(DONE!) C A N Y O N S P L A S H - Warrior - T O M

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Name: Canyonsplash
Family: None known
Rank: Warrior
Clan: ShadowClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 39 Moons
Eye Color: Deep, rusty red with sky blue flecks. They reflect pain and loss, but yet a determination so strong, it seems like a fire blazing for deep within his soul.
Fur Color: The same rustic red-brown as his eyes, his strangly thick, but yet short coat is always kept clean and slick. It keeps him warm all winter, but in the summer, he has to stay in the shade to keep from over heating.
Other Appearances:

Canyonsplash has a strange build. Small but muscular, but it almost appears to be tall and frail. It's hard to tell what makes it seem this way.

His paws are large, but not to noticeably. His inky black claws are kept hidden there, unless the need arises for them. His tail is long and strangely thin, many believe it resemble a snake. But sadly, it alters his balance, and so he isn't one for climbing trees.

He clearly shows his age, one simple glance at him and you know this warrior has fought many a battle for his clan. He has many scars, but the most noticeable ones are on his face.

So to sum it all up, Canyonstar is a strong, but yet small tom. He's got a long, thin tail, and scars everywhere. So while not the most handsome cat one could meet, Canyonsplash is definitely one many respect, and also fear.

Personality:

Canyonsplash is a wise tom. He has knowledge beyond even his years, some may think he can tell more tales of battles and adventures then even the oldest elder. He has had many an apprentice come to him asking for advice on battle techniques.

But despite his knowledge and readiness to share it, Canyonsplash has the short-temper and proud mind of many ShadowClan cats. To many questions, and he has to struggle to keep his temper under control. His pride is something he treasures. Someone insults him, and they probably just made a mistake. He is a trained, and experienced warrior who definitely excels in fighting over hunting. But yeet, his claw are never unsheathed unless going into battle. One to many mistakes made when unsheathing them in anger for him to risk.

His life-long dream has been to become leader. He's fought bravely and valiantly, always trying to impress the leader in case the current deputy might reach his end. He loves to have authority, but yet he hates it when cats boss him around.

So Canyonsplash is a wise tom with a short temper and loads of pride. He's always dreamed of being leader and strives to reach that position, while still appearing a good warrior.

History:

Canyonkit was never wanted. not even his parents, Minkpaw and Icepaw wanted him. Yes, he was born to apprentices, not against the warrior code, but frowned upon by all the clans. Icepaw never wanted kits, or at least not until she was a warrior. She was a great apprentice, everyone had high hopes for her, so when she gave birth to small, scrawny Canyonkit, her reputation diminished. The moment he was old enough to eat meat, she left the nursery. Canyonkit wasn't wanted, and everyone made sure he knew that.

So when he became an apprentice to Jupiterfoot, a young, careless warrior no one would ever want to have as a mentor, Canyonpaw ignored all that and worked without ceasing in order to prove his worth. He was teased and scorned by the other apprentices, he had no real friends. So all his time was spent training, with or without Jupiterfoot. He soon was one of the best fighters in the den, while still being the smallest. He wasn't to bad at hunting, many of the more lithe, fast apprentices were better then him, but he definitely wasn't the worst. Soon enough the apprentices started treating him more like one of them, and he found some friends. But he still trained what seemed to be all day, wanted to be more then the best. He wanted to be leader.

At the age of 13 moons, Canyonpaw became a warrior and earned his name, Canyonsplash. It seemed everyone had forgotten that he was born to apprentices, with his strength and skill, they all recognized him as a promising warrior. He soon proved their assumptions in a border skirmish with WindClan, that soon began a full-fledged battle. Even with his face scratched and bleeding heavily, he fought on, sending many WindClan warriors running. He watched as his on friends turned tail and ran, their wounds to much to keep fighting, but he fought on. After that day, he had many a scar to show for that battle, but it wasn't something he was proud of. Digging his claws into another cats flesh wasn't something he liked much.

Canyonsplash has taken but two lives in his lifetime. The first, was his own mother. They had never had much contact, apparently she still didn't want him. He wished only for her to respect that he was there, and it wouldn't change, but she ignored him. His temper got the better of him, and before he knew what he was doing, she was laying lifeless at his paws. Horrified, he made sure there was no trace of him on her body, and then took her back to camp, tell everyone a rouge killed her before he could do anything. To this day no one knows he really killed her, and he plans to keep it that way.

The second life he took was much the same, except one of his enemies from the apprentices den who taunted him, saying he would never became leader because he himself was definitely a better choice. Again Canyonsplash got away with it, but now he refuses to unsheath his claws unless in battle.

Today he is still a respected warrior, climbing to the top, just waiting for his chance to become leader.

RP Example:

Dark clouds creeped across the sky, casting shadows over the tall pines of ShadowClan's territory. A lone figure sat on the crest of a small hill in a large field. reddish brown eyes flecked with a bright blue shone in the moonlight. It was almost full, the gathering would be in just a few sunrises. What would the other clans think of Mournstar? With his deputies death a few sunrises ago, he barely left his den, and still hadn't chosen a new one yet. Canyonsplash sighed, his gaze falling to the ground. "ShadowClan is falling to pieces, Their leader is foolish, their medicine cat clueless, and now, they don't even have a deputy!" he growled to himself. 'What they need is a leader that leads. A leader like you.' a gruff male voice sounded behind him, and Canyonsplash spun around with a hiss, the fur on his back standing up straight. To his surprise, it was Minkfur, his father. "Do you really think so? I would mess it all up! I'm not fit to lead a clan so great..." His voice grew quiet. Recently his confidence in becoming leader was failing. 'Oh I'm positive. There isn't another warrior in this clan capable of leading a thing. They're foolish.' Minkfur said. It was then Canyonsplash noticed his starry, transparent pelt.

The scene faded along with his father, and Canyonsplash woke with a start. That's right. His father died in the same battle ShadowClan's deputy did. With a sigh, he shifted his position and drifted back into a deep sleep. Maybe he was right to lead, he just needed to be confident in himself,

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