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Ⓝame:
Snowfang
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Ⓡank:
Medicine cat
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Ⓖender:
Tom
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Ⓒlan:
Waterfallclan
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Ⓚin:
Mother/Rosetail/Deceased
Father/Ravewing/Deceased
Mate/Silverpelt/Deceased
Kits
Shadowstorm/She-cat
Silverfeather/She-cat
Wolffang/She-cat
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Ⓐpprentice:
((Insert when I know))
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Ⓜentor:
Stormclaw((His mentor when he was a warrior/Deceased.))
Moonshadow((Former medicine cat/Deceased)
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Ⓜate:
Silverpelt(Deceased)
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Ⓛikes:
Swimming, Helping his clan mates, helping with battle training, Rainy days, The moon
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Ⓓislikes:
That he's a medicine cat, Kits, Days when he has free time, Gatherings, Visiting moonstone, Moonshadow(The two of them never saw eye to eye.)
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Ⓟersonality:
At one time Snowfang was a joy to be around! The ideal warrior with many leading qaulities to him. He was kind, loyal, dedicated, there for every cat in the clan. From the tiniest kit to the frailest elder. But all that change after the loss of not just his sister but his mate as well. Now he's heart has harden. He's still a very dedicated cat...only it's toward his medicine cat duties. He's still very loyal. He's only nice toward very few cats, mostly his friends. But he's snappy toward all the younger cats except his own. He's also not quick to help cats outside of the clan in need.
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Ⓑio:
Snowfang hasn't had the most easy life, in fact most cats are grateful they aren't. As a kit he had a sister, Silverkit. The two of them were never seen apart even as apprentices. Snowpaw, at the time, showed great promise. He was quick to learn everything his mentor had to teach him. In no time him and his sister were standing in front of their clanmates receiving their warrior names. The two of them planned be the best warriors in the clan. The night of their first gathering both warriors were utterly excited. Things seemed to be going great...but on the way home they had to cross a thunderpath. A monster came by as Snowfang and his sister and the two ran for the other side...Silverpelt didn't make it. The same night he sat vigil for his sister. After a week of grieving he began to push himself till he was ragged. After a year he proved himself to be a very promising cat. He took a mate as well, Silverpelt. To him she was the most beautiful she-cat in the world. The two of them lived happily till her first litter of his kits took her life. He was left with two beautiful she-cats and a tom to care for. While they were cared for in the nursery, unknown to him the leader was planning to make him deputy. But the day their current deputy retired to the elders den Starclan spoke of Snowfangs destiny. Instead of becoming deputy he took the path of Medicine cat. He's not very happy about it but he does his job and does it well.
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