Steelpaw [Heatherclan]

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steelpaw
tom, 8 moons, apprentice, heatherclan

appearance
a tough grey tabby tom with light copper eyes

This young fellow is quite a handsome tom even as a simple apprentice. He is more muscular and toughly built than his other brother, Batpaw. His fur is a marbled tabby pattern that has quite an array of shades from dark ebony, a steel silver and a creamy white. He has a bit longer fur, like his siblings, and has four white paws and a white chest to match. As far as his build goes, he is more muscular and brawny than his siblings since he spends most of his time working on sharpening his fighting skills. His eyes are a very similar copper color, like his brother and sister, however his are a lighter shade of copper than his siblings.

personality
This young tom is quite well known for his laid back, sort of carefree personality. He isn't one to get angry very easily but when he does he can go off like a firecracker and a fight is almost guarenteed to follow. But for the most part, he is a very chill and relaxed kind of male. He is pretty easy to get along with as long as you don't take his jokes personally. He is always poking fun at others and some that are a bit uptight may not enjoy his jokes quite as much as he doesn't but he doesn't care one way or another. While he does get in his fair share of trouble, he is not nearly as troublesome as Batpaw. He is usually found doing what needs to be done and lots of the time goes above and beyond what is expected of him without being told to do so. Praise or rewards aren't required either, he does it simply because he cares about his clan and wants to help keep them healthy and happy any way he can. The biggest thing that he hates about himself is his father and how the clan thinks of him and his siblings thanks to his father's influence. As he grows, he wishes to create a better name for his family and show the clan that they aren't anything like their father and that they can bring a lot more good than bad to their clan. His ultimate dream is to become leader someday but that's quite a long ways in the future so he pushes it out of his thoughts now but it's always lingering there. Going back to his personality, he is friends with pretty much everyone and isn't alone very much. He enjoys the company of others and others enjoy his as well. He is easy to talk to and his naturally humorous and calm nature rubs off on others a lot. One last thing you should know about this guy is that he can be a bit of a flirt when it comes to the she cats. He will hit on them whenever the chance arises and even if the females brush him off or act annoyed, he simply smiles, knowing that deep down they like the attention. He treats every female like a princess though and will do anything for them. He is always complimenting them as well because he feels that a female deserves to be treated in such a way and does so as much as he possibly can which does make him a rather popular subject among the she cats.

history
The biggest and worst influence in this poor guy's life has to be his father, Ironclaw. When Ironclaw came to join the clan, it wasn't because he wanted a family or to feel accepted. No, it was for his own selfish and devilous reasons. But that was how his father thought. Ironclaw was very cold hearted and greedy and rarely thought of others before himself. This obviously gave him a bad reputation among his clan mates. Now his mother, Rosepetal, was a completely different story. She was very kind and naive and all she wanted was to be loved by a tom and to have a mate. But when she had kits with Ironclaw, she realized that the kind of love she was in was more of a prison than anything and shortly after her kits were weaned, she was found in a deathberry bush, never to return to them. Since him and his siblings were so young when their mother died, they were able to move on easily and their father became their only family. His bad influence on them began to show more and more as they grew up and it was starting to look like they were going to end up just like him. But before it was too late, a kind hearted queen, Rapturesky, took them in and filled their lives with love and warmth and showed them the light, also keeping them away from their dark hearted father. She raised them as her own and they grew up to finally become apprentices. They are a lot different than their treacherous father now and things are looking a bit brighter for them though they do still struggle with the reputation their father left them with simply by being related to him and that curse hangs over his head every day.

sample


Ah, what a view.
The shape of a black and white male cat could be seen laying stretched out on the top of a crumbling brick chimney. A content smile was on the feline's face as his ocean blue eyes gazed out at the city that lay below his paws. It was wonderful being a cat sometimes. For one thing, it didn't take much to fill one's stomach. For another thing, the rooftops were heaven. Looking out at the entire city spreading out in front of you was quite a beautiful sight. It definitely made him glad that he wasn't a stupid dog.
A yawn stretched the jaws of the cat, white fangs glinting in the moonlight before they closed up once more. The cat licked it's chops, tasting a bit of blood from his earlier kill of a couple mice that had been scuffling about in one of the old buildings. Blinking slowly, the male laid his head down on his paws, the moon particularly bright tonight as the stars twinkled above his head as well. He had been tired from a long day earlier and had been planning on enjoying a long night's sleep but once the mice had hit his stomach, his body was filled with a renewed energy and he felt like he couldn't keep still.
Finally it became to much and he rose to his paws, stretching his front legs out in front of him while arching his back and flexing his rather stiff muscles. Jumping down gracefully from the chimney, he sat in the shadows of the chimney, only the white on his chest and face and his bright blue eyes visible in the darkness while the rest of his ebony fur blended into the darkness.
Raising a paw to his mouth, his rough pink tongue licked his fur and cleaned the blood off of his sharp claws before he setting his paw back on the shingles of the roof under his feet. His eyes blinked, searching the darkness for any signs of movement that might signal another living creature but nothing caught his attention so he sat down, enjoying the view for a bit longer.

other
first character done!