Oakflame, Warrior, Tom

[analeese]

Name: Oakflame
Family: None
Rank: Warrior
Clan: RiverClan
Gender: Tom
Age: 16 moons
Eye Color: Amber
Fur Color: Dark ginger tom, almost dark brown
Other Appearances:

He has broad shoulders, and unreadable eyes. He is big for his age, and his paws are abnormally large. His tail is bushy, but his overall fur is a medium-lentgth. His ears are averge, and his mussle is slightly short. He has a scar across his left shoulder, but it's barely noticeable.

Personality:

He is strictly loyal; he will do anything and everything to protect his Clan, even if it means letting go of those he cares about. He seems to be angry all the time, but he's actually an optimist, hoping for the best in the worst of times. He doesn't talk much, mostly to grumble something about leadership. Occasionally he can be humorous, but for the most part, he keeps his emotions hidden. However, if put in a light conversation he can be more talkative and a likable young tom. He's patient and good at training, and he'd make a good leader despite not being very socially adapted.

History:

He joined RiverClan after growing up as a loner. He was abandoned as a kit and lived in a packs of a few or so other loners as he grew up. One of them might have been his kin, but they didn't act like it, so he never knew. His past doesn't bother him much. Although he never knew his parents or any of his kin, he grew up around cats that felt like his family, which is why he because so loyal when he joined RiverClan. The loners he was with knew of the Clans and were on friendly terms with them, but otherwise stayed away. Oakflame found the Clans intriguing and wanted to be apart of them. Since he'd learned how to fish and swim with the loners, he joined RiverClan and instantly fell in love. Despite not being with RiverClan for very long, he is incredibly loyal and would sacrifice anything for them. As a loner, he often got in battles with rats, dogs, and other loners. That's how he got the scar on his left shoulder, though it isn't that noticeable. He wasn't quite accepted as a warrior of RiverClan because cats don't often join later on unless they were born there, but he eventually proved himself and is more accepted now.

RP Example:

Oakflame rolled around, groaning. The sunlight peeking through the top of the warrior's den was blinding, and he knew he should get up, but he didn't feel like it. He'd been up late the night before on a Dusk Patrol and a late-night hunt, so he was exhausted. With a mutter of disatisfaction, he pulled himself up and stretched his legs, padding quietly out of the warrior's den. In the clearing, he licked his shoulder fur, making sure it was all in place before looking around camp, wondering what needed to be done. He noticed the prey pile was running low, so he padded out of camp to the river, in mood for some fishing. He approached the water, being careful to not let his shadow scare any fish away. He unsheathed his claw and stared intently at the current. At the right moment, he clawed at the water, bringing a fish up in the air and falling to the shore, dead. The scent made his mouth water, but he knew he had to hunt for the Clan first. Shaking his head to control his hunger, he stared back at the water, ready to catch more fish.

Cats you RP: 1
Names of cats: N/A First Cat
Other:

None I can think of.