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try out for med cat apprentice in either rockclan or nightclan... I feel strongly about clay though soo

Name Shrewtooth
Former Names Lars, Shrewkit, Shrewpaw
Gender Male
Age 2 season cycles
Breed Sphyinx x Cornish Rex

Appearance● Coat is an ashen tawny with ginger patches. Various scratches decorate his body due to the thinness of his pelt; the most prominent and permanent scar is a nick above his nose.
● Short-furred, has a wiry physique with long, gangling legs. Reminiscent of his oriental genes, his nose tapers at the end, giving him a long face.
● Irises are tinted amber with eyes seemingly scrunched up in a perpetual bitter expression.Rank Medicine cat apprentice
Clan RockClan
Mentor (current) tba

Personality Temperamental | Blunt / Honest | Realistic | Cynical | Natural Leader | Privily CaringShrewtooth is not very emotionally equipped to bond with others. The abandonment issues with his father and having little to no meaningful relationships with others as a child after has made him quick to pull up the narcissistic facade as well as a tact that leaves a lot to be desired.

In his time as an apprentice, Shrewtooth retained a feather-weighted temper that would blow up at the drop of a hat, becoming articulate in his frustration and even resorting to violence. These traits have (somewhat) sobered with age, but it is still virtually notorious to always bubble back to the surface. It’s not like he wants trouble, but him speaking his mind far trounce any self restraint he possesses, even at the expense of conflict; he holds himself as a very honest tom.

Albeit his qualities of hot-headedness, Shrewtooth is pragmatic in his aversion to subjecting himself to dangerous situations and notions of humbling himself to a safe and painless life after his duty is served to his clan. Idealistic sentiments are received with criticism from him; he remains adamantly cynical in times of trouble despite the spiritual ties of his caste. His first instinct is to always see life through cautious and doubtful eyes. He is an exceptionally prudent individual, able to see the big picture, and make tactically wise decisions when it counts.

Granted all his less than admirable traits, Shrewtooth was the unpredicted tom to assume position as an understanding and deeply perceptive medicine cat. Because of his flaws, he can assess a situation in the heat of the moment through the perspective of those beneath him in rank and make the right decisions therefore. Shrewtooth is capable of helping his clan-mates, and though he is no poster child for outstanding affection, he does place high value on the lives of his friends.RelationshipsParents Darkfang x Sasha
Linage 50% RockClan / 50% KittypetSiblings N/A

Mate N/A (medicine cats can't have mates!)
Offspring N/A
HistoryDarkfang, warrior of RockClan, fell in love with a kitty-pet called Sasha, after accompanying his clanmates on a patrol to investigate the two-leg territory outside of their own following the settlement of the new clans and having encountered the she-cat in the neighborhood. Many who knew him perceived the reason for his and Sasha's relationship was her fertility; however, it become clear his connection was not wrought by exploitative notions, but simple love for the she-cat who saw through his hard-bitten exterior. Sure enough, Sasha eventually delivered their only son, named Lars, in her two-leg den. The kitten was roughly four moons old when Sasha expressed great yearning to stay permanently with her mate in RockClan, especially for the reason that she wanted Lars to be with his father. Albeit the latter displayed hesitance to her leaving her two-leg den, Sasha convinced Darkfang to let her join him in the new clans and for their son to be raised as a forest cat.
Lars lost his mother on the journey to their new home. A monster struck her when she, so less accustomed to the perils of the outside world, turned a blind eye to the oncoming traffic as she was crossing the thunderpath that divided the territory. Darkfang was waiting at the border's threshold and witnessed the whole incident. Lars was carried in his mother's maw and tossed out of the way. Devastated, Darkfang reached to his mate's dead body first, and it was only when a RockClan patrol eventually arrived that the kit was called to attention, and carried to camp in his father's jaws, the teeth around his scruff never feeling as taut as before.
Lars was renamed Shrewkit following his admittance to RockClan and the death of his mother. Darkfang subsequently abandoned his son, and throughout Shrewtooth's lifespan he remembered his father to be uninterested, distant, and harsh towards him. In the meantime he was fostered by another queen who was obliged to stay in the nursery to care for him even after her own kits had left to become apprentices, but was only ever weaned by his mother. It was a peaceful but boring life: the kit had no littermates at the time and not even the gentle care of his temporary guardian could ease the loneliness (becoming especially fussy by default). Shrewkit also harbored lots of contemplation about his deceased mother; he barely remembered her face and was awfully curious as to what sort of cat she was.
Shrewpaw became a warrior's apprentice, and although a handful, he did prove adequate in his training. Subconsciously, everything he did was a desperate attempt to solicit praise from his father, who returned his efforts with no indication of love for his son. Frustrated, this only nourished his bratty attitude and got into a decent amount of bouts with the older apprentices at the expense of his brash and ill-tempered demeanor. The most prominent scar he received was a nick on the bridge of his nose from Darkfang, who forcefully had to remove Shrewpaw from another squabble, not with his clan-mates through, but with an apprentice from a NightClan patrol they had happened upon during a hunting trip. The nature of their exchanges was testament enough to Darkfang's disowning of him, but now Shrewpaw had the physical scar to show.Other● Ironically enough, he's very untrustworthy of newcomers; if your cat has just recently joined the clan, he will express his hostility and skepticism of you.
● Shrewtooth is deathly afraid of badgers and foxes, or any predator larger than a cat for that matter (would probably shriek like a kit if he'd ever encounter one).
● Is still unaccustomed to the taste of herbs in his mouth.

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Description
By-Cover-of-Night
heheh heh heh

try out for med cat apprentice in either rockclan or nightclan... I feel strongly about clay though soo

Name Shrewtooth
Former Names Lars, Shrewkit, Shrewpaw
Gender Male
Age 2 season cycles
Breed Sphyinx x Cornish Rex

Appearance● Coat is an ashen tawny with ginger patches. Various scratches decorate his body due to the thinness of his pelt; the most prominent and permanent scar is a nick above his nose.
● Short-furred, has a wiry physique with long, gangling legs. Reminiscent of his oriental genes, his nose tapers at the end, giving him a long face.
● Irises are tinted amber with eyes seemingly scrunched up in a perpetual bitter expression.Rank Medicine cat apprentice
Clan RockClan
Mentor (current) tba

Personality Temperamental | Blunt / Honest | Realistic | Cynical | Natural Leader | Privily CaringShrewtooth is not very emotionally equipped to bond with others. The abandonment issues with his father and having little to no meaningful relationships with others as a child after has made him quick to pull up the narcissistic facade as well as a tact that leaves a lot to be desired.

In his time as an apprentice, Shrewtooth retained a feather-weighted temper that would blow up at the drop of a hat, becoming articulate in his frustration and even resorting to violence. These traits have (somewhat) sobered with age, but it is still virtually notorious to always bubble back to the surface. It’s not like he wants trouble, but him speaking his mind far trounce any self restraint he possesses, even at the expense of conflict; he holds himself as a very honest tom.

Albeit his qualities of hot-headedness, Shrewtooth is pragmatic in his aversion to subjecting himself to dangerous situations and notions of humbling himself to a safe and painless life after his duty is served to his clan. Idealistic sentiments are received with criticism from him; he remains adamantly cynical in times of trouble despite the spiritual ties of his caste. His first instinct is to always see life through cautious and doubtful eyes. He is an exceptionally prudent individual, able to see the big picture, and make tactically wise decisions when it counts.

Granted all his less than admirable traits, Shrewtooth was the unpredicted tom to assume position as an understanding and deeply perceptive medicine cat. Because of his flaws, he can assess a situation in the heat of the moment through the perspective of those beneath him in rank and make the right decisions therefore. Shrewtooth is capable of helping his clan-mates, and though he is no poster child for outstanding affection, he does place high value on the lives of his friends.RelationshipsParents Darkfang x Sasha
Linage 50% RockClan / 50% KittypetSiblings N/A

Mate N/A (medicine cats can't have mates!)
Offspring N/A
HistoryDarkfang, warrior of RockClan, fell in love with a kitty-pet called Sasha, after accompanying his clanmates on a patrol to investigate the two-leg territory outside of their own following the settlement of the new clans and having encountered the she-cat in the neighborhood. Many who knew him perceived the reason for his and Sasha's relationship was her fertility; however, it become clear his connection was not wrought by exploitative notions, but simple love for the she-cat who saw through his hard-bitten exterior. Sure enough, Sasha eventually delivered their only son, named Lars, in her two-leg den. The kitten was roughly four moons old when Sasha expressed great yearning to stay permanently with her mate in RockClan, especially for the reason that she wanted Lars to be with his father. Albeit the latter displayed hesitance to her leaving her two-leg den, Sasha convinced Darkfang to let her join him in the new clans and for their son to be raised as a forest cat.
Lars lost his mother on the journey to their new home. A monster struck her when she, so less accustomed to the perils of the outside world, turned a blind eye to the oncoming traffic as she was crossing the thunderpath that divided the territory. Darkfang was waiting at the border's threshold and witnessed the whole incident. Lars was carried in his mother's maw and tossed out of the way. Devastated, Darkfang reached to his mate's dead body first, and it was only when a RockClan patrol eventually arrived that the kit was called to attention, and carried to camp in his father's jaws, the teeth around his scruff never feeling as taut as before.
Lars was renamed Shrewkit following his admittance to RockClan and the death of his mother. Darkfang subsequently abandoned his son, and throughout Shrewtooth's lifespan he remembered his father to be uninterested, distant, and harsh towards him. In the meantime he was fostered by another queen who was obliged to stay in the nursery to care for him even after her own kits had left to become apprentices, but was only ever weaned by his mother. It was a peaceful but boring life: the kit had no littermates at the time and not even the gentle care of his temporary guardian could ease the loneliness (becoming especially fussy by default). Shrewkit also harbored lots of contemplation about his deceased mother; he barely remembered her face and was awfully curious as to what sort of cat she was.
Shrewpaw became a warrior's apprentice, and although a handful, he did prove adequate in his training. Subconsciously, everything he did was a desperate attempt to solicit praise from his father, who returned his efforts with no indication of love for his son. Frustrated, this only nourished his bratty attitude and got into a decent amount of bouts with the older apprentices at the expense of his brash and ill-tempered demeanor. The most prominent scar he received was a nick on the bridge of his nose from Darkfang, who forcefully had to remove Shrewpaw from another squabble, not with his clan-mates through, but with an apprentice from a NightClan patrol they had happened upon during a hunting trip. The nature of their exchanges was testament enough to Darkfang's disowning of him, but now Shrewpaw had the physical scar to show.Other● Ironically enough, he's very untrustworthy of newcomers; if your cat has just recently joined the clan, he will express his hostility and skepticism of you.
● Shrewtooth is deathly afraid of badgers and foxes, or any predator larger than a cat for that matter (would probably shriek like a kit if he'd ever encounter one).
● Is still unaccustomed to the taste of herbs in his mouth.

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By-Cover-of-Night & application sheet © BCoN admin staff