Name: Scarpaw
Age: 7 1/2 Moons
Gender: Tom
Breed: Tabby
Clan: Marshclan
Rank: Apprentice
Eye color: Dull gray
Pelt color: Dark brown with light streaks going horizontal on his back
Markings: None
Height: 6 inches
Weight: 8 Lbs
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Likes:Improving his hunting and combat skills.
That moment when he hears his prey's bones break under his massive pressure.
The scent of fear in his opponents as they charge into battle.
Dislikes:Taking care of Elders when he could be improving.
The other clans, he believes only Marshclan cats are worthy of living.
Messing up in front of his fellow clan mates.
Full Personality:Scarpaw is a mean-hearted and ambitious young cat. In the short months he has been alive, he already knows that Marshclan is more important than any personal ambition. He knows that in order for Marshclan to be strong, it must have strong warriors. That is why he is willing to push his body past the breaking point. Scarpaw is very hot headed and can lose his temper at almost anytime, sometimes even to a superior.
Though he is very arrogant, he also knows when he makes a mistake and is willing to learn from them. Scarpaw doesn't believe in Starclan and believes in doing so is a sign of weakness. Though his main priority is helping his clan become the strongest of them all, his second craving is to become the Leader of Marshclan and lead them into greatness.
Birth Day: LeafBare
Birth Clan: Marshclan
Family: Father: SnakeTongue, Dead
Mother: IvoryFur, Dead
Siblings: CrimsonPaw, Brother, Alive
History:Scarpaw was born in the worst Leafbare that Marshclan has ever endured. Him and his brother were the only kits of his parents that lived through the bare cold. His father was not well respected in the clan, as he was believed to be feeding at a Twoleg place when he went out. His mother became depressed when she heard that her mate might be just like a weak kittypet. Eventually the clan found out that their accusations were true, and SnakeTongue was banned.
Since the weather was barren SnakeTongue did not last long. His mother then spent many nights awake when they slept close up to her. Sometimes she refused to feed them, because she blamed Scarpaw and his brother for SnakeTongue leaving. She eventually ran away from the clan, and was believed to be dead. Scarkit and Crimsonkit, then were moved to another nursing mother.
She was mean to them and treated them unfairly. They hardly got fed and due to the weather nearly died. But they endured and it made them stronger. Scarpaw showed interest in leadership a moon or so before his apprenticing. He gazed from the nursery at the Leader's den in admiration.
His eyes were round glowing moons when the Leader actually left his den. Scarpaw trained with his much smaller brother most of the time injuring him. Eventually Scarpaw became an apprentice and now practices with cats his size, almost. Scarpaw dreams of ruling his clan one day, and banishing his mothers and fathers legacy from his memory.