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AW | Whitestep of Starclan | NPC

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Apocalyptic-Warrior

So here is the baby, eeee i might redo the art at another time, not overly proud...plus stain...buuuuut...ignore that >.>
for now i just want to get his information out! 

Name
Whitestep

Past Names
Whitekit (kit), Whitepaw (apprentice)

Name Meaning
White for the colour of his pelt, step for his gentle nature

Current Age
22 moons

Age at Death
21 moons

Sex
Male

Gender
Tom

Breed
Moggy

Current residence
Starclan

Past Clan
Shadowclan

Past Rank
Warrior


Physical Information

Scent
River water

Eye colour
once green

Fur colour
white

Fur texture
soft and thick

Size and shape
delicate round features, a little bellow average in hieght

Features
scars along his feet, not common on Starclan cats. Scars on feet are signs of loss, a soul who died in distress

Voice
Soft, somewhat feminine, young and bouncy but withdrawn



Personality

:bulletgreen: positive
:bulletred: negative
:bulletyellow: neutral


|:bulletgreen:Gentle:bulletgreen:|:bulletyellow:reserved:bulletyellow:|:bulletred:Self-concious:bulletred:|

|:bulletgreen:Gentle:bulletgreen:|

He was a kind warrior, soft spoken, and obedient. He wanted over anything to make his mother proud of him, as well as his leader Deadstar. There was nothing that could set this tom off, he didn't have a temper, but he did know fear all too well.

|:bulletyellow:Reserved:bulletyellow:|

Often kept his feelings to himself, always turning the other way. He didn't stand up for others or himself, but he would never cause harm. It was difficult to tell what this tom was thinking, and was always slow to reveal his true emotions.

|:bulletred:Self-concious:bulletred:|

Whitestep always felt as if everything he did was wrong, hairs to messy, stalking isn't quiet enough. He felt as though every cat had his eyes on him, judging him, even if they where or not. 


Family


Mother
Icelily | ALIVE | Shadowclan warrior | Grey tabby she-cat with green eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

Father
Boarfang | DECEASED | Shadowclan warrior, Currently in Starclan | Brown tom with green eyes | NPC

Siblings
Littlekit | DECEASED | Shadowclan kit, currently in Starclan | Grey tom with blue eyes | NPC

Grandmother
(Icelily) Frogcall | ALIVE | Shadowclan warrior | Mottled brown She-cat with green eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Boarfang) Rabbitbite | ALIVE | Shadowclan elder | White and grey she-cat with blue eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

Grandfather
(Icelily) Dogfire | ALIVE | Shadowclan warrior | White tom with golden eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Boarfang) Wildfrost | DECEASED | Windclan warrior, currently in Starclan | Long haired grey tom with blue eyes | NPC

Aunts
(Boarfang) Beeswipe | ALIVE | Windclan warrior | Golden brown she-cat with green eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

Uncles
(Icelily) Tinyclaw | ALIVE | Shadowclan warrior | Grey tabby tom with blue eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Boarfang) Tigerstep | ALIVE | Large dark brown tabby tom with golden eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

Nieces/nephews
(Beeswipe+Greyhowl) Rootpaw | ALIVE | Shadowclan apprentice | Mottled grey she-cat with green eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Beeswipe+Greyhowl) Minkpaw | ALIVE | Shadowclan apprentice | Brown and white tom with blue eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Beeswipe+Greyhowl) Mintpaw | ALIVE | Shadowclan apprentice | Grey and white tom with green eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

(Beeswipe+Greyhowl) Fruitpaw | ALIVE | Shadowclan apprentice | White she-cat with Golden eyes | ADOPTABLE (ask)

Mate
none

Kits
none

Clan relations

Mentor
Ribbonsnake

Past Apprentices
N/A
Current Apprentices
N/A


Orientation


Orientation
Heterosexual

Past mates or relationships
none


Biography

Kit-hood
Whitekit was born on the road like many, a mama's boy always sticking close to his mother and brother. The family did everything together as Icelily was very protective of her kits and Boarfang was an involved father unlike many others. It was one evening, The Clan as spending their night in a small Two-leg place that held the promise of plentiful prey. Whitest and his brother begged to go out just for a little to explore the Two-leg den they where in. During this time Boarfang was ill, and groggily agreed while their mother was out to hunt for the family. The two brothers ran off to search of their first catch, but the Two-leg den they where in was expansive and it wasn't long before they found themselves lost within the winding halls. The two had become separated and when Whitekit finally found his brother, Littlekit had fallen into the paws of a rogue who had taken shelter, unknown to the clan, within one of the rooms. But it was too late, Littlest had been murdered and he watched in horror and disgust as the mangled starving rogue ate ate his brothers corpse as if he where no more than a mouse. Whitest fled with cries of terror which attracted several more canabalistic rogues, but luckily for Whitekit several clan cats heard his cries and rushed to his aid, a bloody battle ensued but the Rougues where weak hungry, and brutally out numbered. Icelily returned to news of her dead son as the clan began to move on from the now 'cursed' home. Whitest mother scolded Boarfang in her grief, and left him, refusing to be called his mate. But Icelily comforted her son by informing him that his brother now walked amongst the stars, and one day they would both see him again and catch their first Starclan prey together.

Apprentice
Whitepaw was given apprenticeship, he felt a hole in his chest at the lack of his brother, but knew he would receive Littlekits blessing. Icelily beamed at her sons accomplishment, and took him on herself to train. However she was always gentle on her kit, wanting to keep him in her sights constantly. It wasn't long after that Whitepaw was granted a new mentor by Deadeye's, Ribbonsnake, he was an old and nearly senile warrior, but trained Whitestep hard. Icelily was worried for her son, but Whitepaw assured her that he was training hard to make her and Littlekit proud. Whitepaw was a fairly average apprentice, but enjoyed hunting the most, loving to weave through the tree's imagining his brother often by his side as they pinned a mouse or snatched a bird.

Warrior
It was long after they reached their new home that Whitepaw was granted his warrior name Whitestep, He beamed, so proud that he was finally a warrior of Shadowclan. And excited to spend his nights with his mother, although he refrained from curling up in her nest like he usually did after receiving odd looks from his den mates. Whitestep often thought of what his brothers warrior name would have been, and he settled on Littleheart, for he was always grumpy as a kit. But Whitestep laughed at the thought, grumpy, but true on his intentions. As he grew he thought less of his brother, focusing on his duties as a warrior, then came the day he was called for an invasion on Thunderclan. A chance to prove himself, he thought. And it all went terribly. Whitestep had walked to far forward when he miss read Deadstars physical tail commands and was spotted easily in the dark by an oncoming Thunderclan patrol. A battle broke loose but reinforcements arrived shortly and it was a now inevitable loss. Shadowclan ran, wounded, and Whitestep, ashamed. Deadstar openly scolded him when they reached camp, calling him out for his isabordanecne. Whitestep stood solemn under the sneers of his fellow warriors, and when he couldn't take the seclusion, he left one evening to hunt. Whitestep did not return.

Death

to be reveal...
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{{Can Badgerstripe have been a past apprentice?}}