foxthorn // windclan warrior

[* foxthorn ,]

Name: foxthorn

Gender: male

Age: 96 moons

Rank: warrior

Clan: WindClan

Mate/crush: only in his nightmares!

Role player: Leaf (also play ternflight, poppyfeather)

Personality: Foxthorn is stony-faced and silent. He gives off a hawkish appearance of always watching and being alert. He can glide on unsettlingly silent paw steps, like a ghost. However, though Foxthorn may not be the typical social Clan warrior, he does not neglect his duties. Foxthorn is meticulous in his duties; every minute of the day, he needs to be doing something. He works very hard, and is valued for that. However, he gets a bad name because of his social awkwardness. He doesn't talk, and would never in his life start a conversation. When spoken to, he is embarrassed and awkward. He often doesn't know what to talk about.

Foxthorn is a hero in his own way. When he has something to do, he doesn't get panicked, though he may feel a little bit of fear. However, the tom knows how to keep his cool. He will calmly do whatever he needs to do, however scary it is and dangerous for him. Then, when the good deed is done, he will go back to himself. He will not even listen to thank-yous. However, he doesn't ignore things; if he did ignore or look over something, Foxthorn would be horrified at himself. Foxthorn is known for his excellent memory. Because of this, he helps around the medicine cat's den if he really has nothing to do.

When it comes to younger cats, Foxthorn is the cat to go to. He loves to help apprentices. However, many have the characteristic bouncy enthusiasm. Foxthorn just hates that, he won't put up with it. He's strict and will put an end to it immediately. However, when one actually listens to him, he's a wise mentor to have. He has lived for a very full eight years and has seen a lot in his days and so he knows things about the world. He's considered a senior warrior, and often has a lot to say. However, in conversation, he does not argue belligerently for his ideas. He believes in the 'traditional' Clan, and that Echostar should have the final say, not the foolish warriors she discusses with.

Appearance: Foxthorn is not the type who is small and slim. He is a WindClan cat - however, he is more the lean and brawny type of cat. He's rather tall, and since he often is sitting or standing up straight, it's hard not to notice. However, he does have a tail slightly shorter than he would like. His fur is thin right now, but is quickly thickening for the upcoming leaf-bare. He is white - not a pure white, but white all the same. However, here and there, such a splattering across his muzzle, are patches of reddish-ginger; his namesake, because it is the color of a fox. His eyes are a greenish-amber.

History: Foxthorn's mother was a young lady named Swiftfoot, and his father was a hefty tom named Brackenclaw. The only problem was that Swiftfoot was quite crazy. She always had been. She was delusional and murderous when angry. However, the Clan kept her because they pitied her, and Brackenclaw became close to her. Most were worried when she had kits, anxious that the kits would be just as crazy as she was. Swiftfoot died while birthing. The two kits were named Foxkit and Rowankit by their foster mother, a gentle queen named Frostnose. Brackenclaw was a good friend of Frostnose's, and so the two kits had two parents instead of one as they grew up.

Not much passed while Foxthorn was an apprentice. He soon became a warrior, along with his brother, who was named Rowanfang. However, soon after they were named warriors, Rowanfang began feeling depressed and became delusional, like his mother. After Rowanfang broke the warrior code and killed Frostnose, he was exiled and became a rogue.

Foxthorn and Rowanfang, however, had been good friends. Foxthorn, with his leader's permission, sought out his brother. He tried to bring Rowanfang, now renamed Rown, back to the Clan. Rowan refused, and called his rogue gang. Foxthorn was kept prisoner for two moons. They didn't hurt him in any way, but he was left isolated with little food. Even his brother would not talk to him.

Just after two moons, Foxthorn escaped the rogue camp and traveled back to WindClan territory. He hasn't yet told anyone about what happened during his quest, but everybody knows that it did not turn out good. Before, Foxthorn was jumpy and enthusiastic, but now he was more silent and watchful. Foxthorn remains this way, though it's now been more than 6 years since he was kept with those rogues.