{windclan warrior} Foxfur [done]

[Moogle]

Foxkit // Foxpaw // Foxfur

- The Basics

Name - Foxfur
Clan - WindClan
Rank - warrior
Age - thirty-six moons
Gender - tom

- Appearance // Personality

Brief Appearance - ginger tabby tom with pale green eyes
Full Appearance - To be honest, Foxfur is about as average as it gets.  He doesn't stand out in the crowd and doesn't often draw attention to himself.  His orange tabby fur isn't especially sleek and tidy, either.  In fact, sometimes he forgets to check his tail for burrs and ends up carrying a few around all day.  Where size is concerned, Foxfur is once again as big as the next cat.  All things considered, he's glad he doesn't look special.  That way, people like him or hate him based on his actions.
Personality - Foxfur doesn't speak very often, but when he does open his mouth it's to make a sarcastic comment or to crack a dark joke.  He doesn't go out of his way to be kind to others, either.  He is brutally honest with everyone, regardless of the consequences. Why bother telling an apprentice they did well in catching a tiny old shrew when it's obvious they're a terrible hunter and need more training? He's known to be a harsh on cats who are too lazy or unskilled to pull their own weight, regardless of age or rank. When it comes to kits, poor Foxfur is completely lost. He's pretty awkward around them and does his best to avoid them altogether until they're at least three moons old. Even then, he isn't very skilled in dealing with the little furballs.  He dislikes how nosy and intrusive they tend to be.

Sitting idle for too long bothers him; there's always something that needs doing, and if he isn't the one doing, he has to make sure someone else is. Foxfur is often among the last to fall asleep at night and the first to awaken in the morning. He has trouble sleeping a lot of the time, but he's been able to manage well with what sleep he can get. The short afternoon naps certainly help balance it out.

- Past

History -

mother, Mapleflower
father, Sorrelfang
siblings, Robinstep

- Roleplay Sample

Ugh. Out of all the spaces in camp to choose from, why had he chosen one that would allow sunlight to wake him long before he was needed. He'd been named a warrior only last night and by StarClan he had earned a good sleep after spending the day running down any bit of prey he could find and standing watch with his sister all night.

Grumbling, Foxfur dragged himself into a sitting position and inspected his fur. He'd washed before the ceremony, so it wasn't too bad. A few quick swipes of his tongue was all it took to flatten the few sleep-mussed tufts. There was no point in trying to sleep again now. Rather than lulling him, that quick wash had woken him even more. Might as well get going and do something useful, like patrol the borders or hunt. Or just go collect bedding. There was only one apprentice at the moment and she was probably busy with her medicine cat training. There was no shame in retrieving moss and ferns.

Resolving to do just that, the ginger tabby stood and shook out his fur before taking his time on the way to the camp's entrance. Just because it was an important job didn't mean it wasn't boring and tedious. He'd be more than happy to do something else if someone needed his assistance.



Credit // Leafy

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