Goldenbreeze/Thunderclan

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Gender:Tom
Age:45 moons
Clan:Thunderclan
Position:Leader

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Physical Description:

Goldenbreeze is a thickset tom. He has broad shoulders, round paws, and a fluffy, thick tail. His eyes are amber with green tints, sometimes known as hazel. He has a thick, white pelt with no other markings. His ears are tall and rounded. His body is thick-set, muscular, and with strong legs. His nose and paw pads are a warm pink.

Personality Description:

Confident, Self-assured, sensitive, compassionate, and wisdom are a few of Goldenbreeze’s traits. He never lets anyone or anything get to him. He’s always been an easy going type and this is why. Although he acts like nothing is wrong and nothing can hurt him inside he’s actually thinking of ways to fix said problems. He’s quick thinking and due to him helping his mom with his smaller siblings is very smart. He can come up with ideas and solutions quickly it seems but he’s always thinking.
He is very sweet and passionate about his clan. He loves protecting the youngest kit to the eldest elder. Although he has no kit he wants them one day. Although he’s kitty-pet born everyone knows the loyalty he has to everyone who’s earned his trust. Even if he’s so laid back he becomes passionate when one of his clan members is hurt and never forgets it. Even if he doesn’t exact revenge he still never trusts someone who hurts him or someone he loves even once.
The white leader is very sensitive to others pain and problems. He always listens to them but even if it’s the worst in the forest he rarely loses his cool.
He has a habit of being secretly vindictive and controlling. It comes from being the oldest of five kits. He gets satisfaction at telling someone what to do if they tick him off. He doesn’t like troublesome apprentices but will protect them nonetheless.

History:

Goldenbreeze was born as Snowy to a kittypet named Miumiu and a warrior named Larksong. Snowy was the biggest of the kits (there were six) and would always be the leader in the games. One day he left the safety of their twoleg nest and dared his littermates to touch the far side of the fence. They were all very scared and dared him to. Snowy huffed and ran full-throttle to the fence. He then neatly sat and tapped the fence with a single paw and turned back to his littermates and held his tail high. But they ran back into the house. The young tom didn’t know why until a mrrrooow startled him. He glanced up to see a gray tabby with black stripes and amber eyes. The cat introduced himself as Larksong, a warrior from the forest. Snowy had never met his father before but had heard stories. He was more interested and curious than scared. He shared tongues with his father all day until the sun hit the middle of the sky and his mother came outside to get him. She ran up to Larksong and purred a hello. But Larksong wasn’t very keen of her and promptly left after touching his muzzle to Snowy’s ear. “You’ll do great things one day, kit.” He mewed.
Snowy grew up heavy and strong. His other siblings quickly found new homes but he always made a fuss about leaving and kept hissing at everyone. He was very fond of his mother and refused to leave her side. He was now 4 moons old and was laying outside watching some birds. He had the urge to attack them and got into his pouncing position. He heard a familiar mrroooow and glanced around. Sure enough Larksong appeared, with his tail held high. He leaped into Snowy’s garden and touched his tail to his tail. He then told him how to settle himself in a good pouncing position. Snowy did so and when he pounced he caught the bird then let it go. His father asked why he did that and Snowy said why did he need to kill it. That’s when Larksong explained the clans to him and asked if he’d like to come with him. Snowy asked if his mother could come to. Larksong refused, saying it was no place for a worthless kittypet who couldn’t even teach her kit to pounce right. That’s when Snowy hissed at him to leave his mother alone. Miumiu appeared then and purred at the sight of Larksong. She told Snowy to go that she’d watch him from her garden. After much arguing and deliberating Snowy agreed. His father said in two moons he could join him in the clans since he didn’t want his son to start out at the nursery.
At the camp Snowy was given the new name Goldenpaw. He was slow at first but soon showed he was talented at learning, hunting, and fighting. He learned how to climb trees and be stealthy, even though he was twice the size of many apprentices. He missed his mother though and couldn’t talk to his father about it since it was clear he had a new family; Fallowswan (a pretty cream tabby with blue eyes) and Hushkit ( a quiet pure white she-cat with blue eyes). Goldenpaw grew close to his half-sister though he didn’t care for Fallowswan.
Goldenpaw fought in his first battle at 12 moons and successfully fought off several bigger cats. He protected Fallowswan when she was hurt evern though he didn’t like her. He earned a knick in his ear for the battle and also his warrior name Goldenbreeze. He was honored for his courage and loyalty. He got his first apprentice at 15 moons and successfully made him a warrior. The next moon the deputy passed and Goldenbreeze was named new deputy. After the leader passed he was made leader at 41 moons.

RP Sample

The branches were thick with snow. New-leaf was far away and Goldenbreeze had to be careful where his set his round paws. One false pawstep and he'd sink into the soft, white fluff. The thickset white tom pricked his ears for any sign of movement. It wasn't easy. Many of the prey such as mice and birds, were hiding from teh cold leaf bare. He flicked his tail over the top of a snow mound absentmindedly. He disliked the coldness but new every season would come and go. He lapped at his chest just as he heard a bramble bush rustl. The leader knelt down, his belly fur brushing the cold fluff. Then when he saw the gray vole he leaped. His time in Shadowclan had taken it's toll and he was very impatient with prey. The large tom easily snatched it up and cracked it's neck. Easy prey, he thought. But skinny too. He thanked starclan for the catch before heading back to camp.

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Name:Miu, mimi, or Mo
Age:21
Current Characters: None
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