Hawktalon of Thunderclan

[Blazepelt]

Name: Hawktalon
Moons: 26 moons
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Gender: Tom
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Warrior
Description:

Hawktalon is a purebred Egyptian Mau. He is mainly a grayish-silver color. His pelt has many small, black dots covering the silver fur. He also has a black 'M' mark on his forehead. He has strong muscles built up from many moons of training to defend his clan. His hind legs are longer than his forelegs and he had a flap of skin that stretches from his flank to the back of his knee, like all Egyptian Maus, giving him the extra boost to be one of the fastest cats in the forest and quick in battle. His voice is different than all the other forest cats' voices, sounding more musical. He has green eyes with small hints of amber in them. His eyes are always alert, looking for anything that seems out of place or unusual about the forest. The way his face is shaped gives off a slightly 'worried' expression, like all of the cats of the same breed. His legs and tail are both banded with black stripes. He has long whiskers that droop at the ends. He had large 'bat' ears that can capture even the smallest sounds. His pelt is covered with scars that he wears proudly as a sign that he's loyal Thunderclan

Personality:

Though he is a realitivly rare breed, Hawktalon doesn't let it get to his head. He sees himself as no more or no less than his other clan mates. He is a happy-go-lucky cat that can be as carefree as the wind the whistles through the trees. He is easy for anyone to get along with. He is always concerned when a clan mate is hurt or sick. Hawktalon could sit for days just watching the birds and the animals in the forest with nothing breaking the silence except the birds singing. He likes peace instead of fighting, but he will always fight beside his clan mates to keep his clan safe if there isn't a peaceful solution. He doesn't dwell on the past. He's more concerned about the present. If you asked him for advice, he'd just say 'Yesterday is history, the future is a mystery, and today is a gift from Starclan, that's why we call it the present.' Hawktalon likes to teach by example. He loves kits and hopes to have some of his own one day. He doesn't scare too easily. He is usually too curious to be scared. Though that can be a good trait, it makes him take risks that no other cat would. He can make friends with just about anyone, but has been caught once or twice talking to kittypets. Tough he is more of a peaceful cat, he won't hesitate to defend himself. He has such a sharp tongue, he could leave scars on a tree if he wanted to. Though he is carefree, he is a hard worker. When he leaves to go hunting, he always comes back with a good amount of prey, no matter what season it is or how long it takes.

History:

Hawktalon was born to two kittypets inside a twoleg home. His twolegs took good care of him, but they wouldn't ever let him outside, despite the many attempts that ended in vain. Once, when he was four moons old, he managed to escape. The moment that he remained outside didn't last long, but he will always remember it. There were tons of birds in a tree. A bug flew past him and he almost caught it, until the twoleg had grabbed him. Before the twoleg grabbed him, he saw a hole in the fence. When he saw what was behind it, it took his breath away. There was a whole forest out there! When he asked him mother, she told him about the forest cats. She said that they were unhealthy and their fur was all matted. She said that they always fought, just to stay alive, and that they sharpened their teeth on kittypet bones. Being Hawktalon and not some other kit that the stories would have frightened, that only made him want to go and meet the forest cats. Every chance he got, he tried to escape again, only to be stopped by the twolegs or his mother and father.

As soon as Hawktalon was full grown, the twolegs started entering him in shows. He almost always won, since he was a relatively rare breed and always caught the attention of the judges. When he was 13 moons old, he still hadn't gotten outside again. He still remembered the forest, he would never forget, but he just didn't get anymore chances. He only grew more and more frustrated. One day, as soon as one of the twolegs opened the door, he racked his claws down it's leg and ran. He ran into an alley, where he met some other cats. Unfortunantly, one of the cats also used to be a show cat, until Hawktalon showed up and took the spotlight. The other cat's twolegs threw him out since he never won anymore. He got in a fight with the other cat, only to lose and be sent away from the alley without any food.

Hawktalon wasn't sure what happened next, but he wound up in the forest. There, he started wandering around. It was only an accident that he stumbled up to the Thuderclan camp. One of the warriors took him to the leader, thinking he was a spy from another clan. He was in awe when he entered the camp. So many cats were working together! The leader saw how impressed he was and invited him into the clan. He proved himself a loyal warrior of Thunderclan when Shadowclan attacked a few moons later. After that, he received his warrior name and knew that he could leave his past where it belongs.

Other:

Just so you don't think that I'm making him special or anything, you can check here if you don't believe me
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Egyptian_Mau

[*Nimbles*]

Accepted! ^^

Great bio : )