Owlpaw ~ ThunderClan

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OWLPAW

"Brown spotted tabby tom with bright jade eyes"

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Gender: Tom
Age:8 moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Position: Apprentice

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Physical Description:

Owlpaw is an almost exact replica of his father. His spotted tabby coat mimic Oakstar's own down to almost the last stripe. His base colour is a strong earth, oak colour with a reddish tinge to it in bright lighting. Owlpaw's coat is splattered with darker brown, almost black spotted tabby markings. His legs are lightly stripped while his front limbs are thickly stripped. Owlpaw's shoulders, neck and face are also riddled with stripes. His sides and back are marked with various sized spots. The earthy feel of his pelt is complete by his jade green eyes, a shade similar to the healthiest leaves on a tree.
Owlpaw is rightly named so; because he is silent and barely makes a sound as he weaves through the ThunderClan forests like he was born to do. He has broad shoulders and an unusually long neck. His back limbs are longer than his front limbs, giving him a spring in his step as he walks and powerful jumping abilities. Owlpaw is like most ThunderClan cats when it comes to his size, slightly bigger than average. His ears are equally larger than normal and swivel around like the head of an owl.

Personality Description:

Since Oakstar's death, Owlpaw has lost all motivation for becoming an warrior. As a kit he could only dream of the day he would earn his warrior name and fight under his father's orders. But that dream died along with Oakstar. Owlpaw is very lazy and is very rarely motivated to try and usually dwells on the death of his father. He mopes around camp most of his time, a ghost of what he had been in his kit years.

Owlpaw is still mourning his father, despite it having been five moons since his death. He is muted in most ways. He is very quiet, keeps to himself and spends long periods of time by himself, just thinking of what could have been. Owlpaw would much rather spend time preforming remedial tasks such as finding moss, grooming the elders and guarding camp rather than practice his fighting. Despite this, Owlpaw loves ThunderClan. All the cats and the territory is the last thing Owlpaw has of his father. His father dedicated himself to ThunderClan and instilled the same love in Owlpaw.

History:

Owlpaw was born to the previous leader of ThunderClan, Oakstar. Oakstar was a kind leader, loved by all of the clan. He was a good father and took care of Owlpaw(Owlkit at the time) after his mother died from sickness. The father and son were very close and Oakstar would take time out of his day just to play with his kit. Oakstar also let Owlkit sleep in the leader's den with him, rather than sleeping alone in the nursery.

It was safe to say the father and son due were very close. This all ended very suddenly one stormy, snowy night. Oakstar had just gotten back from battle against ShadowClan and had gotten his wounds dealt with by the medicine cat before heading back to his den. The ldeader of ThunderClan couldn't help but smile gently at the sight of his only son sleeping peacefully in the middle of his nest, having obviously been waiting for him to get back. Oakstar carefully curled himself around his kit and licked his little ear gently. Owlkit jumped into wakefulness and blinked sleepily at his father before greeting him with a small smile. the large tom returned the smile before laying his head down and closing his eyes to sleep.

"I love you, Oakstar." Owlkit meowed to his father. Oakstar rewarded hos kit with a smile of his own and a purr of "I love you too, Owlkit." before the two toms fell asleep.

Owlkit was suddenly awoken when a cruel paw batted him to the side as if he were a ball of moss. He squealed in pain and freight as he took in the sight of the three cats in his father's den. They all smelled not of ThunderClan and radiated an aura of darkness a ThunderClan cat could never hope to replicate. The leader caught Owlkit's attention, a slim and admittedly beautiful she cat the colour of pale honey. She never looked at him but he could tell her eyes were a bright amber. Oakstar jolted awake at his son's voice but the pretty she cat had already pinned him to the ground. Owlkit could only watch in frozen horror as the she cat cut Oakstar open like a piece of prey. The she cat then pressed down on Oakstar's throat, preventing him from crying out. The two stood like that for a few long moments until Oakstar fell limp. The she cat took her paw from Owlkit's father's throat and simply walked away, as if nothing happened, as if she did this every day, as if she hadn't just shattered the life of a little kit.

Owlkit crawled over to the body of his father and pressed his nose into his still warm fur. "Oakstar?" Owlkit questioned, leaning up on his father with his front paws. He looked imploringly at his father and pushed against his fur insistently. "Dad?" Owlkit whimpered before he curled up under Oakstar's chin and fell into an exhausted sleep.

Owlkit woke to a senior warrior pulling him off his father. Owlkit scrambled to get back to his father, but was instead carried away to the apprentice den to stay. It was one of the older apprentices that sat Owlkit down and gently explained to him that his father was dead, killed at the paws of the newly named ShadowClan leader; Coldstar. Owlkit was furious, to say the least. He swore revenge on Coldstar.

Owlkit later took the name Owlpaw and given a mentor. Owlpaw grew up quickly after the death of his father and is an apprentice. Every day he dreams of Coldstar killing his father. He has yet to be at a Gather and actually see her again for himself. But he waits for the day he can confront the she cat over the death of Oakstar.

RP Sample

***Please see Coldstar's bio for example.

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Age: 17
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