.:Frostfoot:.:The Wise:.

HISTORY
~Kit~

Frostkit was a watchful kitten, his orbs wide open to absorb the buzzing life of camp. He would learn fast by watching from the distance, imitating the nearby warriors and apprentices as they trained. He was keen to learn from them, even though his three sisters were occupied with causing trouble within the nursery. Once he reached his fifth moon, he was ready to become an apprentice.

~Apprentice~

Frostkit slowly grew into Frostpaw. With the extras help he got by his nearby companions and den mates, he rose quickly. His sisters were determined to pass him, and the litter pushed themselves to reach their full potential. They battled and most likely hurt themselves in the process. Finally, he reached his warriors years and was ready to move on.

~Warrior/Elder~

Frostpaw finally grew into Frostfoot, a determined, kindhearted warrior. He was friendly to all, socializing with a particular she-cat called Sparrowtail. He fell head over heels for her and soon had a litter of two kits. One small she-cat and another tomcat. They were the love of his life. As the moons passed, the kits turned into apprentices. They were called Honeypaw and Webpaw, both energetic and causing trouble no matter where they went. Frostfoot had to constantly scold them for their foolish decisions. Running out of camp without permission.
One night, Webpaw and Honeypaw were out. Frostfoot noticed and followed their track into the dark. It tingled with the hint of fox and Sparrowtail. His paws quickened, and finally he was bolting throughout the dale, his tail streaming behind him. Once he reached a small dip, Honeypaw and Webpaw lay already dead, their bodies half torn open in the twinkling light while Sparrowtail faced the fox. But Frostfoot was already to late, he watched as the fox tore at Sparrowtail's side, splitting her ribs and crushing her windpipe. He returned to camp, with the bodies of his dead family. He still hates the small lithe creatures to this day. Their fiery red pelt reminding him of the treacherous night as the ground ran red.
Now that Frostfoot has grown old, he now lives peacefully in the elders den. He is respected by many for his service for his clan and his action he has payed dearly for. He may be cranky at times, but beneath that bristling pelt lays a wise cat.


BASICS

Name//Frostfoot

Former Names//Frostkit>Frostpaw

Gender//Tomcat

Age//108 moons (9 years)

Mentor//Nightfud (deceased)

Sexuality//Straight

Physical Health//80%

Mental Health//100%

Lives//1

Personality//Frostfoot is usually a cranky old elder with a bad attitude. He doesn't take mouse dung from single-minded warriors. He'll get his point across one way or another and challenge others if they think otherwise, from his experience and knowing the consequences of such actions. Apart from his attitude, he'll be wise, speak only the truth and will never ever lie. Many cats come to him for his wisdom, for his experiences and personal opinions. He's not much of a telling stories kind of cat but will break into a tale if kits ask kindly.


LOYALTIES//AND//BIRTH

Born//Leaf-Bare

Clan//Burrowclan

Rank//Elder

Former Ranks//Kit>Apprentice>Warrior

Birth-Clan//Burrowclan

Birthplace//Burrowclan nursery


APPEARANCE

Eyes//A base as green, surrounded with dark blue and finished off with a hint of hazel just at the slits.

Pelt Colour//A white underbelly with white tipped paws and a sort of misty white on his hindquarters, giving the tom a frosty fur, around his eyes are more pale while his coats consists more of a gray.

Pelt Description//His canvas is thicker, with thick strand of fur making it a "fluffy" look around his chest and visage. He has this proud look, almost like a lions mane and a long bushy tail.

Body Build//He has shorter legs with a slightly pronounced muzzle with long wispy whiskers. He has strong hind legs made for launching himself on trees and leaching on with long curved claws. His thick tail acts like a balance, making sure Frostfoot wouldn't topple over to one side.

Scars//He has no visible scars at the moment, hidden beneath his thick locks of fur.

Voice//It is smooth and strong, able to silence a room and spoke with wisdom. When he is angered it is croaky and broken, bellowing to the top of his lungs to be heard.


ATTRIBUTES

Fighting Strengths//Frostfoot's old, meaning he can't really fight like a warrior anymore. He may snap once or twice but will overall just be crank and waddle around camp.

Hunting Strengths//With aching joints, he can't really hunt anymore.

Social Strenghts//He is very socialize with cats, and will be more compelling with kits and apprentice. He does tell stories but other than that, he is very cranky.

Fighting Weakness//He isn't a fighter and is very poor during combat battles.

Hunting Weakness//He can't hunt.

Social Weakness//If you get on his bad side, he will most likely be very cranky and short-tempered. All he wants is respect and not to be treated like a blind kit.


HERITAGE//BLOODLINE

Clan Blood//100% Burrowclan

Mother//Lilypool

Father//Snowfur

Siblings//Nightkit (Female, died young)> White-eyes (Female, died in battle)> Morningflower (Female, died old)

Maternal Grandmother//Willowbark(deceased)

Maternal Grandfather//Whitepelt (deceased)

Paternal Grandmother//Featherfall (deceased)

Paternal Grandfather//Webwhisker (deceased)

Crushes//Sparrowtail (deceased)

Mates//Sparrowtail (deceased)

Kits//Honeypaw (female, deceased)>Webpaw (male, deceased)

Apprentices//Fallenleaf (deceased)


RELATIONSHIPS

||I will beat you with my cane||You dare question me?||I don't want to see your face||Im not quite sure yet||You have my respect||Love/Family||I consider you as a friend

Berrystar//Ah yes. I feel that you to fit the role as Leader very well, although you still need to learn certain tricks that I have learned by seeing past Leaders preform. I understand leading a Clan is difficult at times, but I will stand by your side and share my wisdom young Leader, for I have loved and seen many cats die in my lifetime. Even if I do die, I will watch you dear Berrystar from Starclan and guide you throughout difficult tasks. I will grave a path and seek out the truth. For now, I give you my salute.

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