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Medicine cat of Shadowclan[M:261]
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Post by Thunder on Jun 17, 2014 4:56:46 GMT -6
Name: Thicket
Age: 25 moons
Sex: Male
Known Family: Scarletstorm (Father, Status unknown), Bee-kit (Brother, DEAD), Hawk-kit (Brother, DEAD)
Appearance: Massive Brown Tom, with dark brown -almost black- stripes and burning amber eyes.
Thicket has several scars from fighting through-out his life, most notably, on his right cheek from an encounter with a badger, a series of scars on his left hind leg from escaping a twoleg hunting trap. He is otherwise often covered in a series of small cuts from going through brambles and thorns, making him look a bit rough around the edges. His nose is a nice valentine pink, yes that is a colour, and the same goes for his ears. As for his tail it is somewhat small on the large Tom, which may be why he doesn't climb trees. To accompany that are ivory coloured claws and teeth. Thicket overall is a bit scary but I doubt a cat will run away screaming upon seeing him.
Better traits: Charismatic, somewhat-humble, very honour-bound, willing to help others, very protective and kind to those he cares about and a hard worker.
Neutral traits: Ambitious, aggressive, often mistrusts others, can lack emotion, and stubborn.
Darker Traits: Blood-lusting, violent, radical, defensive, easily angered, easy to bear a grudge, secretive, obsessive, and easy betrays others.
History: Thicket was born to an unknown Shadowclan Female and a Father, an exiled Shadowclan Warrior turned Rogue, by the name of Scarletstorm with two brothers, Hawk-kit and Beekit. Of course, Scarletstorm resented to clans due to him being exiled, but insisted that despite his life as a Rogue, he would still worship Starclan. Therefore, he pressed this on his three sons, encouraging them to also grow a love for Starclan. Thicket continued to grow and at about the age of 12 moons, Beekit and Hawk-kit died in an 'accident' when they fell into the river. Thicket suspected that it was more Scarletstorm's doing, but he ran off in the middle of the night following the incident leaving Thicket alone to defend for himself. He did this quite well and joined a group of Rogues called the Deadly Nightshade that were meant to take down the clans. He acquired a habit of collecting the pelts of cats, dogs badger or anything he killed himself and built up a small collection, which he would later have to save. Not all good things last forever and the Deadly Nightshade was annihilated by a Windclan group and Thicket was cut off from the others, especially his possible love, Ink. Since then he has been trying to cause trouble and possibly unite the Rogues under a banner in order to destroy the clans.
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Last Edit: Jun 18, 2014 18:05:14 GMT -6 by Thunder
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