Copperstar - Windclan

[~ Sasha]

Name: Copperstar
Age: 25 moons
Gender: Male
Desired Home: Windclan
Desired Position: Leader
Appearance:

Copper's fur is a light amber color with scattered stripes, most a deep orange. His chin and paws are a very light orange. His fur is slick and fairly long, with a nice, healthy shine to it.
He is rather small both in size and height, though he is a fast runner and a very good warrior.
His eyes are the same color of his fur with hints of green. Unlike many cat's eyes, they do not shine brightly in the dark. They are dull, so dull that it is difficult to tell if he is upset or having a fine day.

Personality:

His personality is light and comfortable like water: though like water, his mood changes from time to time.
Sometimes he can be a lazy cat, though with a little push gets right to his duties. He is a fun-loving, free-spirited tom, though knows when it's time to get serious.
Copper is an overall kind cat, difficult to tick off. His anger is fierce, beating against the riverbank, twisting, twirling, and swallowing up whatever may be around at the time, innocent or not. He has been decribed as a ticking time-bomb though there is nothing in his face to give it away.
He often greets cats with a friendly smile, giving any clancat of any rank as much respect as he deems them deserve, and expects the same from them. He doesn't really have a soft spot for anything, but he's a sweetheart to youngsters, often spending his time in the nusery, playing and cuddling them.

History:

Copperkit was a rowdy, rough-and-tumble sort of kit, always hassling his brothers and sisters to play or, if they weren't nearby, any cat who was. He often wandered out of the den and hid amongst the undergrowth, watching the elder cats. Doing this, he befriended an old warrior, close in age of the youngest elder at the time.

Copperpaw requested of his leader to be allowed to train under the older warrior's guidence, and both agreed wholeheartedly. Copperpaw trained hard, an apprentice willing to learn. He often took a group of his friends back behind the apprentice den, reviewing what they were each taught and learning more than his apprentice could ever teach him in a day there. Though sometimes lazy and often nonchalant about serious things, he was not at all the head of his class, but somewhat close to it.

As a warrior, he stuck fast to his group of friends, flirting with the she-cats and making a fool of himself daily. Copperfur was, however, overall adored by most, if not all, the elder cats. He's befriended many, apprentices and cats out of clans alike, is even said to know one or two loners.
But...who knows for sure?

Sample post:

N/A

Family:

Mother - deceased
Father - missing
Siblings - alive, romping around somewhere

Other:

N/A

[[R] a v e n]

Accepted