Bluestripe, Sunclan, Male (Finished)

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Name: Bluestripe
Age: 4 yrs
Gender: Male
Breed: tabby mix
Clan: Sun
Rank: Warrior





Eye color: icey-blue
Pelt color: brown-white
Markings: has none
Height: 10 inches
Weight: 8 lbs


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Likes: to serve those he cares for, watching nature and all its splendor, and likes to fish.
Dislikes: failing, having too much pressure on him, not being able to make those around him happy, and not being able to have things 'perfect'
Full Personality:
When he wants something done, he will step foreword and do it himself. A very confident and straight-forward cat, he has an optimism that seems to have no bounds. Bluestripe is warmhearted toward those that are around him, especially his family, and holds them dear. He believes that violence will not solve anything, especially in desperate times, but will not hesitate to protect those he cares for. Even though action seems most exciting to this cat, he sometimes settles down enough to think things through and then act (though this is rare). Bluestripe likes to be always on the move, be it hunting or helping out the queens, this tom knows that if he wants everyone to be well that he will have to work for it.




Birth Day: Sep 3rd
Birth Clan: Unknown
Family:
Mother: Dovewhisker
Father: Darkpelt
Sister: Cinderfrost
History: Bluestripe was born eldest of a small litter of three, followed by two younger sisters, he was also the only male. He was the largest, naturally, and strongest of the three, so he made it his job to take care of his younger sisters. Wherever they went, Bluestripe followed. He also looked up to his father, for the other tom was big and strong and seemed greater than star-clan in his eyes. As the kits grew and trained with one another, Bluestripe would always work to get his fathers attention, but the old tom never chose favorites among his children. This was frustrating to Bluestripe for awhile, but he soon got over it. But, from a young age, Bluestripe was terrified of disappointing anyone. For, in his clan, if a warrior wear to fail their leader would look down upon them from then-on, with such distaste and sadness. Bluestripe didn't want this to happen to him, to be treated badly, so he pushed himself to work harder to become stronger.
Once he and his sisters became warriors, though, all three were too happy to worry about anything. Life was good, each day was filled with new adventures and they were all happy... And then it all ended.
It had happened one day, he was off on hunting patrol. His two younger sisters were off on the other side of the territory. It was the first time that they were separated from one another. Bluestripe remembers the day clearly, for it was the first time he had caught a bird on his own, and was very proud of his catch. He strutted all the way back to camp and had set the bird down on the freshkill pile. A young apprentice had run to him, out of breath, and had told him that one of his sisters was found dead and the other disappeared. The shock of being told that Greyclaw was dead stayed with him for weeks, where he could hardly believe it had happened. No one knew what happened to Cinderfrost either, until cats began to gossip. Rumors were spread that Cinderfrost had killed Greyclaw, which enraged Bluestripe. He knew his sister was innocent, for how close they had been, and wouldnt believe the rumor at all.
The other cats insisted though and it was the talk of the clan for much time until Bluestripes parents, too, seemed to begin to believe. Bluestripe was enraged. He decided to set out in search of his sister, to make things right again.

[Snowberry]

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