Emberpool

[shiningheart]

Name: Emberpool
Age: 37 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Stormclan
Rank: Warrior
Physical:

Nearly all of Emberpool is pure white. The only break from the continuous white is the dash of ginger on his chest. At first glance, it would appear he has plain amber eyes. But if anyone looked closer, they'd see a multitude odd different shades. Amber, gold, yellow, and small flecks of brown. His legs are rather short, making him a slow runner. He tries to make up for his slow pace with his leg strength. He tries to exercise his legs daily so he'll have more endurance than most for long runs.

Personality:

Emberpool was always unsure of himself. When he was a kit, he was insecure about his abilities. As an apprentice, he was unsure about how much the other apprentices liked him. As a warrior, he's never sure about the choices concerning his Clan. Emberpool depends on his Clanmates to make sure his Clan is well-protected. He acts on impulse only during a fight. And good thing for him, his impulses are usually right. When he's not in a fight, he lets his Clanmates bicker all they want until a decision is made.

Friends & Family:

mother-Robinflight
father-Ashfrost
Sisters- Angelwhisker and Tawnyfeather

Characteristics:

There are times when Emberpool's temper shows, and he will suddenly explode on the next person who speaks to him.

Picture:

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History:

Emberpool was born to the queen Robinwing and the warrior Ashfrost. He has two sisters, Angelwhisker and Tawnyfeather. The two always tease him about his insecurities. Now that he's a warrior, they still tease him about it. But Emberpool has grown used to it, and just ignore the two. Even now, Emberpool still doubts his previous leader's sanity at the time of his warriorship. When the former leader died, some of his Clanmates actually became loners because they didn't trust his judgment. He doesn't let that bother him, because he knows he's a good warrior. In fact, he thinks himself a better warrior than his siblings. But never, in his entire life, will he think he's better than his father. Emberpool idolized Ashfrost ever since he was a kit, and strives to be exactly what his father was: a respected warrior in all four Clans.

Roleplay Sample:

Emberpool dropped it unceremoniously by the disturbed earth where he buried his earlier catches. He began to dig another hole, kicking up earth and worms to land next to the she-cat. "He better be." He grunted to the she-cat before throwing the rabbit down into the hole. He backed away and examined the rodent. Nightdancer was right, it was unnaturally large. Or was it that Emberpool was just that short?

He heaved a sigh before covering the rabbit with earth. "He better be pleased!" He growled in an un-Emberpool-like fashion. He was usually more timid than this! "Took me since Sun-high to track this stupid thing down! Now are you going to make yourself useful and hunt, or are you just going to sit there and blather on about stuff that no one?" One could easily tell he was in a bad mood. But who could blame him? He came to the swamp for peace, not a conversation with a pretty she-cat!

Other:

Form completion: Yes

[.:Moonsong:.]

Accepted.