Aspenstrike ; Warrior of ZephyrClan

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Name: Aspenstrike
Age: 34 Moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: ZephyrClan
Desired Position: Warrior
Short Description:

A bold, sinewy sabre-hued tom with a chest of bone-white fur.

Description:

Blessed with a coat of coal-black fur, an obsidian hue as dark and dense as the midnight sky on a starless night, this sable colour is draped over his body like a thickly woven blanket, sticking like a delicate dusting of pollen grains to his lithe, muscular form. Each sinew is bulky, yet not as much as a VertigoClan cat, but strung together on his slender form, defined like chiselled onyx after moons of continuous training, striving to be the best warrior there was. His limbs are long and elegantly built, like the willowy but strong trunks of the aspen tree, and enable him an agility well known to ZephyrClan cats but not often found on builds as muscular as his own. Upon the sharp features carved prominently out of his skull sit two rather large, yet not abnormally so, sharp ears, and the soot-hued fur of his face is lit up by the only colour on his monotone pelt, two bright orbs of shining ochre, ringed slightly with a deeper, golden hue at the edges like glittering fireflies fluttering daintily in the darkness of nighttime, the only light in a forest of shadows. From a petite muzzle sprouts long, needle-thin whiskers, almost translucent in hue, that look somewhat fragile, like threads of brittle glass from an obsidian sculpture. Upon his sabre pelt is a sudden splash of white, a bib-like coating across his chest in a sharp ‘v’ shape that sprouts from his chin to spread around his neck. It stops, but another river of porcelain continues on just half a mouselength beneath it, resembling a flame, or a plume of bone-white ash, sprouting from his belly upwards. Each paw is splotched, as if dabbed by a paintbrush coated in snow, with white, outlining the edges as if to remind every enemy of the ivory claws that lay hidden beneath, ready to be unsheathed to spill blood at any moment.

Personality:

Passionate, fiercely protective and stubborn, this tom fears nothing. He sees himself as somewhat quixotic, living life on the edge to deal with what life throws at him as it comes, a delicate existence that matters to no one in regards to the massive story that is time. Things which he treasures, he will no doubt put anything on the line to protect them and would dive headfirst into a fight, regardless of its predicted outcome. He can be unbelievably sentimental and idealistic at times, often unrealistic in his expectations for what life has planned out for him, and will act in the moment, with no thought for the future. Aspenstrike lives every day to its best, as if it were his last day, and leaves no room for regret nor sadness. However, this can be a flaw as he can be somewhat insensitive in his remarks and often does not take others into concern when saying or doing things that may be potentially hurtful. If he thinks he is right, he will keep holding on to it and may even get aggressive should anyone try to put down his ideas – but if he’s wrong, be ready for a very sulky cat and a melodramatic air shuffling around with his “whatever, I couldn’t care less” attitude hanging in the air like a kit being told not to play with the bedding. One of his most prominent features is his pride. Extremely competitive and keen to show that he is the absolute, without doubt, best in whatever is brought up in a conversation, he is pretty much sure that he could best any other cat anything and can be cocky and arrogant at times – though beware of more sulking should he, himself, be bested. Aspenstrike is bold and fearless, and in his more serious moments, will be the first to step up to put his life on the line should something terrible befall the clan. Even past his fanciful ideas, this tom knows that what he would love most is to die fighting to protect his clan.

Experience:

Maybe later. (: if i feel he needs more explanation to his character.

Picture:

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Other:

Noooope!

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Accepted.