Russettail of Earthclan

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Russettail

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tom

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warrior

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16 moons

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Earthclan

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Pale red tom with green eyes

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He is 26 cm at the shoulder. His tail is normal length and is long haired. His body fur is short but the fur is slightly ruffled along the back and front of his legs and on his chest. His eyes are a dark green, black pupil like normal. His back slops down when he stands normally and his legs are lean, there is muscle in his chest and upper leg. His paws are slightly larger then normal and they are hard and calloused from walking and hunting on the hard ground. His lower lip is white and so it the beginnings of his chest, then it blends into the red color that covers the rest of his body. His tail is red with darker tinges of fur running through to the tip. He has the normal tabby M on his forehead even though he is of Somali descent. There are two thin scars on his nose from when he was an apprentice and had a mock battle, he lost.

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Hard-working, Russettail always puts his Clan before himself, as is intended by the warrior code. Though you wouldn't expect it from him, he enjoys listening to the stories of the Elders, and play fighting with the kits. A trust-worthy feline, once this tom has you on his good side, you have a steadfast companion who would do anything for you. Well... mostly anything anyway.

Around kits his whole demeanor changes and he becomes lovable and understanding, enjoying any playfight or challenge that comes his way. In battle he changes though, ferociously determined to protect his clan down to the last hair on their pelts he would put his life in front of any impeding danger. His loyalty is unending to his clan but if he feels it necessary he will do what is required not what is right.

Not usually quiet he will put his own words into a conversation and then will listen to all positions. He can be a solitary fellow and can also be a friendly guy but it depends on how well he knows you and how much he trusts you. To outsiders he is not always untrusting but is dutifully cautious.

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Kit ::

As weird as it may sound to some he was the runt of the litter. At his current height it is hard to believe but after being beaten in every possible game known to kits because of his size he got fed up and some say his determination made him grow. Making friends came easy to him and soon he and his other friends became a close nit bunch until they all became apprenticed together at 6 moons of age.

Apprentice ::

Going to their first gathering together was one of Russettail's greatest memories. Everything went according to plan and for that one fraction of a second when he was announced as a new apprentice it seemed like the world stopped and he knew it was true. Training went by so quickly, so it seemed, for everything that he was taught he practiced with his friends until they could do everything unflawed.

Warrior ::

Now a warrior he is proud to be in his clan =] cheezehness!!

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His pelt glistened from the falling rain. His light jog did nothing but splash the water up his hind legs causing him to grimace now and again. The mud beneath him squelched and sucked at his paws as he made his way down the trail towards camp. Already he had been slowed by the weather and prey had all gone and hid due to the downpour. The thrush in his jaws was heavy yet he knew he could not stop. If he was to place it in the mud it would be gone for sure, his paws sunk into the mud deeper and deeper with each step yet there was no dry ground yet. Finally he felt pressure and solidness against his pads, his gait took on more speed as he was able to push himself forwards. The sodden bird dripped and sprayed water as he walked yet it was the rain that got in his eyes. The fur along his spine rose as a chill suddenly went down his back. Hissing through his teeth he picked up the pace as if he was closer. The sight of the entrance, boulders, made him almost sigh with relief. The clearing was empty and over the downpour he could not hear anything. Quickly dumping the bird in the pile he scampered towards the warriors den. Ignoring the groans from inside he shouldered his way in, wiping his fur on the pelts around him.
"Russettail!" moaned a tom beside him, shaking from the sudden wet that Russettail had dumped on him. Grinning at his friend Russettail quickly began to groom himself, receiving help from others. The rain pattered on the roof of the den.

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[corrected by Frozen.]

[.F.r.o.z.e.n. |Gorsey|]

accepted as warrior of EarthClan.