feralheart -- shadowclan

Age: eighteen moons.
Gender: tom.
Rank: warrior.
Clan: shadowclan.
Short Description: a lean brown and black bengal tom with vibrant green eyes.

Appearance:

Feralheart is quite the lean, and strong young tom. His build isn't exactly muscular. Just lean. He is a very fast runner and his legs are strong from traveling through the thick marshes of the Shadowclan territory. He is very handsome. His coat is a mixture of browns with black bengal stripes splattered on top. His pattern is intricate and beautiful. His eyes are a vibrant and lovely green. He has a long thin tail and a berry pink nose. His back legs are the most powerful part on his body. He is a very skillful hunter. This tom always makes sure his coat is well groomed regardless of the sticky mud he comes across. His fur is of medium length and it is always healthy looking. He makes sure of that. His paws are small but that doesn't hold him back from anything. Regardless of his small paws, he can still deliver deathly blows to his prey. He is always exercising his legs. He wants to remain an strong and healthy warrior. His facial pattern resembles that of a tabby cat although he is a bengal. His stripes along his sides are thick and wavy and stretch from each side to the underside of him. Beneath him his pelt is a creamy brown rather than the darker chestnut brown on the rest of his pelt.

Personality:

Feralheart is a very mischievous tom cat. He is headstrong and tends to stray away from the rules he should follow. He abides by the warrior code as best as he can even though he's not one to follow rules. He often dreams of what it would be like to live outside of clan life and to have no restrictions and to do as he pleases. Feralheart is a lustful tom. He loves to flirt with pretty she cats and has a soft spot for intelligent femmes. He is attracted to those with brains. He's quite the sarcastic cat. He is always armed with smart remarks. He loves to joke around. He hardly takes anything seriously. But when it comes to fighting, he is very serious. Although he doesn't like rules he must follow, his clan will always come before him. He will not hesitate to defend his clan. Feralheart one day wants to have a family. He has a deep desire to continue his legacy and yearns for the day he can find a mate to fulfill that desire. He may not be a big fan of kits, but that certainly doesn't stop him from wanting to have some of his own.

History:

Feralheart was born a kittypet, surprisingly. His mother was a kittypet and his father was a loner. He lived in a kittypet nest with his mother and two big two legs and one small one. He had a sister but she was given away to some other kittypet. He was lucky enough to stay with his mother. Feralheart always wanted more though. He never liked to stay inside the nest. He found himself always wanting to be outside. He loved the fresh air of the outdoors. It made his whiskers quiver with pleasure. One day, when he was around seven moons old, he strayed too far from the twoleg home and got lost in the woods. He was lost for about a moon and he was forced to hunt for himself. It got to the point where he was incredibly good at it. One fateful day he happened upon a Shadowclan patrol. At the time, he had no idea who they were. But they reeked. The kittypet smell must have faded from his pelt because they did not question his origin. They simply asked what he was doing on their 'territory'. Feralheart wasn't sure what they were referring to. So the cats accused him of playing dumb, but in complete honesty, he had no idea what they meant. Once they realized he was being truthful they decided to take him to their camp and have their leader meet him. He was quickly accepted into the clan after he demonstrated his exceptional hunting skills to the leader. The leader of the clan assigned him a mentor and he was taught how to fight and he caught on rather quickly. He was obviously a fast learner and a great addition to the clan. Besides his strange want for freedom from the Warrior Code.