Crossfire ~ Warrior of FrostClan {done}

[~Silver]

Name ;; Crossfire
Gender ;; Tom
Age ;; 33 Moons
Allegiance ;; FrostClan
Rank ;; Warrior
Appearance ;;

Crossfire is a skinny tom. His fur is short and black, and his tail is long and thin. He is all around a very thin cat, but do not underestimate his strength. He is very powerful, and brutal at that. His back legs are strong, and all four of his paws are giant. His claws he keeps sharp, at all times. Even during peacetime. His face is very traingular, and his ears are large and long. His eyes are glinting amber, and oval.

His teeth are quite small, but they are still kept as sharp as his claws. He has a very raspy meow, and he is an attractive tom, if it weren't for his blood-thirsty nature he might actually have a mate. The only flaw of his appearance is a nasty looking scar on his neck. It isn't long, but its deep, and gives the impression that he is not a cat to be messed with.

Personality ;;

Crossfire is a quiet cat. He listens more than he talks, and when he does talk, it always seems to be something cynical or a strange riddle. He is a negative tom. His view of the world is that everyone is out to get everyone else, and no one does anything without looking for a reward. He fails to see any good in cats, though he does respect a lot of cats; he respects leaders and medicine cats, and he respects cats that have more skill than him. He believes he can learn things from watching others.

Crossfire is always looking for a battle. Even when nothing is wrong, he always wants to fight or find something to fight about. He just wants to sink his claws into something, like a cat. His blood-thirsty nature has earned him a reputation on the battlefield. Only strong cats or foolish cats come near him. His urge to spill blood is dangerous, and he is definately a cat to look out for.

History ;;

There is no real explanation for Crossfire's urge to fight. His parents both died in battles; his father died in one against LustClan, and his mother died giving birth to him. None of his siblings survived the birth either, and he grew up alone, the smallest kit in camp. He became an apprentice at 7 moons, instead of 6, because the clan hoped that maybe he would get a bit bigger. He was strong, sure, but he could get trampled if put on a battlefield. But at 14 moons he became a warrior, after showing them his strength while in training; he had injured a few clanmates during training. It was an accident, but no one ever took him for granted or underestimated him again.

Now living as a warrior in the clan, with no apprentice yet, Crossfire remains loyal to his leader, Talonstar, and his entire clan. Though sometimes, he does not believe in Talonstar's ethics. This might cause him a bit of trouble in his clan.

Family ;;

None living.

Mate ;; None
Picture ;; N/A
Other ;; None

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[» ᵮeᵲnȿtar]

Very interesting cat and personality--accepted!

[Talonstar]

this is grate- again i can ues this one- very good