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Character Sheet

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Name: Rockheart

Age: 18 moons

Gender: Male

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: A orange tabby tom with lean muscular shoulders. Thick chest and a long tail. He has a slight dark orange brindle, with white marks on his tail, paws, underbelly, and muzzle. He has a deep black nose and yellowish golden eyes.

Personallity: A brave and courageous warrior, who is very intellugent and protective. He is loving and caring. He is gentle with kits and elders. But hostile towards other clans.

Likes: Thunderclan, laying in the sun, sleeping, rabbits and voles, mice, and Windclan

Dislikes: Shadowclan, foxes, badgers, cliffs, and being alone

Crush:

Mate: None

Kits: None

Other: None

Character Sheet

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Name: Rainfeather

Age: 17 moons

Gender: Female

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance: A cool gray female with light grey classic tabby markings and icy blue eyes. Slim with medium length fur. Slightly fluffy tail with a white-dipped tip. She has small dark and light speckling around her pale nose.

Personality: A quiet but strong and fierce warrior who is cautious and caring. She spends a lot of time thinking and daydreaming. She is very empathetic but often clueless when it comes to social cues.

Likes: Hunting, flower fields, golden hour, finches

Dislikes: Squirrels, humans, stubbornness

Crush: None

Mate: None

Kits: None

Other: N/A

Rockheart l Male l Warrior l M: Mousetail, Hollypaw

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Rockheart crept almost silently through the bushes. Thorns snagging on his tabby fur. His green eyes almost glew in the evening sun. There had to be prey around here somewhere. Almost instantly a mouse ran threw the dead leaves. Rockheart gave chase, coming up on it in a few pawsteps, he quickly killed it with a blow tot the spine and picked up his kill. This should be enough with the rest of Mousetail's catch. He bounded to the clearing where she sat with her apprentice Hollypaw. He dropped the mouse next to her finch and vole. "This should be enough." He said to the senior warrior. Who looked on him proudly. He had been a Warrior for only 5 moons. "We should get back to camp. Smokestar will be waiting for us." He nodded and followed the grayish black she-cat back towards camp. He skidded down tye entrance into the hollow and dropped his freshkill into the pile. He saw Smokestar, a smoky grayish-black tom sitting on Highrock. He turned and saw Applefoot, Thunderclan's deputy, pad towards their leader. He stepped aside and went over towards the Warriors den. Maybe he could catch a few moments of sleep.