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[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | frostkit || frostpaw || frosttalon ||
| Pronunciation |
frôst ˈtalən
| Origins |
frost || Frosttalon's pelt reminded her mother of a frosted oak branch in the winter
talon || suffix awarded in recognition of her hunting skills.
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 25 moons (Last Updated: Nov 13, 2017)
| Joined At | 25 moons || Nov 13, 2017
| Birth Season | Leaf-fall | Zodiac Sign |
| Sex | she-cat | Gender Identity | Female
| Breed | japanese bobtail X norwegian forest cat X abyssinian X siamese
| Alliance(s) | 100% Thunderclan
| Heritage | 100% Thunderclan
| Rank | kit :: apprentice :: warrior ::
| Mentor(s) | Fuzzyears || female || Scrawny short-haired grey she-cat with extra hair around her ears.
| Current Apprentice | N/A
</b>| Previous Apprentice(s) |
| Belief System | StarClan 70% | Belief Strength | 65% ::
Agnostic 30% | Belief Strength | 45%
[ Appearance ]
| Book Description | brown tabby with white patches and green eyes
| Pelt | Very thick soft fur
| Fur Statistics |
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Rough
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Dry
3/10 :: ●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Smooth
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●●○○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | Green
| Body Type | lean, muscular but not buff.
| Height | 20 cm
| Weight | 3.0 kg
| Most Noticeable Features |
White patches
Stubby tail
| Disabilities or Scars |
N/A
| Accessories |
N/A
| Body Movement | Very sneaky and quiet, stalks around a lot.
| Scent | Fresh-air & forest plants
| Voice | N/A
[ Statistics ]
Strength :: Average :: Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Strength
8/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Speed
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Attack
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Tactics
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Endurance
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Defense
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Charisma
| Natural Senses |
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Seeing
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Hearing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Feeling/Touch
7/10 :: ●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Smelling
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Tasting
| Knowledge Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Kitting and Kitcare
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Den Building
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Herb Knowledge
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Fishing Tactics
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Hunting Tactics
7/10 :: ●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Battle Tactics
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Compassion
| Other Skills |
0/10 :: ○○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Rock Climbing
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Tree Climbing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Leaping
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Night Vision
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Rabbit Chasing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Leading
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Tracking
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Heterosexual
| Preference(s) |
Dark coloured pelts (grey, black, brown)
Black and white pelts or tabbies
blue, green, and amber eyes
| Looking For | Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |
N/A
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |
N/A
| Sexual Activity | Not Active
| Relationship Statistics |
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Loyalty
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Respect
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Devotion
7/10 :: ●●●●●●●○○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Sexuality
[ Personality ]
Positive :: Neutral :: Negative :: Hidden
[ intelligent | :: | Definition: having or showing intelligence, especially of a high level. ]
[ respectful | :: | Definition: feeling or showing deference and respect. ]
[ thorough | :: | Definition: complete with regard to every detail; not superficial or partial. ]
[ blunt | :: | Definition: of a person or remark) uncompromisingly forthright. ]
[ observant | :: | Definition: quick to notice things. ]
[ harsh | :: | Definition: unpleasantly rough or jarring to the senses. ]
[ quiet | :: | Definition: making little or no noise. ]
[ cold | :: | Definition: lacking affection or warmth of feeling; unemotional ]
[ fearful | :: | Definition: feeling afraid; showing fear or anxiety--when presented with affection ]
[ ??? | :: | Definition: ]
| Personality Type | ::
[ History ]
[ Before Birth :: Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Before Birth :: |
| Kithood / 0-6 moons :: |
Frostkit was born as an only kit, and constantly spoiled by her mother; Mossear. Her father; Stormtoe seemed to have better things to do, but commonly commented that she was going to be the best warrior the clan had ever seen. She was fragile but confident that she would become a warrior before all of the other kits. Constantly taking charge of the other kits' games and making complex battle or hunting strategies that her older clanmates were amused by.
Frostkit could commonly be spotted stalking feathers in the clearing, never seeming to get tired of the stalking game, she constantly wanted a bird for fresh-kill so she could keep its' feathers for practice.
| Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: |
Frostpaw trained hard, quickly excelling in hunting due to her scrawny build. She was able to sneak stealthily through the woods, barely making a sound. But to her own disappointment she wasn't as great at fighting as she thought, not at first. She put all her energy into brute force when she had none! Constantly getting beaten down by older and bulkier apprentices. Over time she learned to outwit her opponents, using tricks and strategies to defeat her adversaries, and enjoying it. But she had a more prominent passion in hunting, and despite her being very able to handle herself and take down opponents; she liked the peaceful tranquility of stalking a bird through the undergrowth far more than she enjoyed beating her den-mates into the dirt of the sand hollow.
Her father didn't see the greatness in that however, and eventually ignored her as much as he ignored Frostpaw's mother. Moving on to a different she-cat that had caught his attention.
This sent Frostpaw into a spiral, and aside from training she spent all her time alone, she hated Stormtoe with a passion for that, hating that he'd made her and Mossear feel this way. But she couldn't relate to her mother when the older she-cat became very upset at her mate's leaving of her. Moping around camp and sticking close to her friends, no fire for Stormtoe, no confrontation. Frostpaw hated that too. She really just wanted to fight her father, but she didn't. Instead she became a warrior the clan could be proud of, and didn't let Stormtoe ever catch her looking his way. He'd regret what he'd turned his back on. Their family could have been great.
| Warriorhood / 12+ moons :: |
Frosttalon passed all her assessments and was made a warrior. Named for her excellent hunting skills. But she never got over the way her father treated her. And eventually she distanced herself from her mother. Preferring to be alone, she often goes out on solo hunting trips and doesn't spend a lot of time among her clanmates. Preferring the peaceful atmosphere of the forest, the quiet of the forest was welcoming, and she much preferred it to the gossip and chatter of her clanmates. To this day Frosttalon is like a hostile force in the background of Thunderclan, ice cold to her clanmates that try to get close to her, believing that they would fail her like Stormtoe once did.
[ Heritage ]
| Father's Side ||
father || Stormtoe || Alive || White tom with grey feet and green eyes || Thunderclan
| Mother's Side ||
mother || Mossears || Alive || Cream coloured she-cat with brown tabby ears and blue eyes || Thunderclan
| Siblings |
N/A
| Nieces + Nephews |
N/A
| Mate(s) | N/A
| Kit(s) | |N/A
[ Relationships ]
// Annoyed || // Disliked || // Hated
// Like || // Respected || // Very respected
// Wary || // Cautious || // Avoided
// Slight crush || // Crush || // Obsession
// Friend || // Good friend || // Close friend
// Like (platonically) || // Really like (platonically) || // Love (platonically)
// Wants to get to know them || // Misses || // Can't bear without
// Not trusted || // Slightly suspicious || // Very suspicious
// Dead
// Family
// Mentor/Apprentice
★ t r i v i a
Likes:
♦ Thing || Hunting
♦ Smell || Fresh air
♦ Food || Birds
♦ Place || The forest
♦ Feeling || stalking
♦ Sound || bird chatter
♦ Others ||
Dislikes:
♦ Thing || being cooped up
♦ Smell || dirtplace, skunk
♦ Food || squirrel
♦ Place || camp, twolegplace
♦ Feeling || brambles tangled in her fur
♦ Sound || lots of cats talking
♦ Others ||
Fears:
♦ getting ignored again
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Dreams:
♦ actually finding close friends or a mate
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Habits
♦ leaving camp on her own
♦ hunting
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Hobbies
♦ hunting
♦ collecting feathers
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Theme Songs:
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Other:♦
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★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no
timezone || Mountain time
cursing || ♥
violence || ♥
gore || ★
Sexual || o
role play example ||
Mudstar padded a ways down the river so as not to disturb Streamsplash. She slid into the water, trying not to create a ruckus. The she-cat floated idly for a moment before she dove under the surface like an otter. The roaring of the water in her ears was almost soothing as she sought out the familiar dip in the river-bed. She caught the flash of silvery fish and didn't give them a chance as she dove forwards, snagging a fat fish in her jaws, and sending the others skittering up to the surface.