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Edit: Updated to the new ref. :/

   B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N

Name: Badgerstrike
          Badger: A feral white and black animal. Ghostnamed for his brother, attributed to his coat.
Strike: To hit forcibly; for an event to suddenly occur and have harmful effects. Likely a reference to his strong nature or accident.
Past Names: Badgerkit, Badgerpaw
Current Age: 57 moons | 4 years and 9 months | 4.75 season cycles
Starting Age: 54 moons | 4 1/2 years | 4 season cycles
Physical Gender: Male
Gender Identity: Cismale
Voice: Matthew Mercer Example x
Theme song(s):
  The Cure - Lady Gaga
  King and Lionheart - Of Monsters and Men
  Always Gold - Radical Face
  Exile - The National
  Faded - Alan Walker
  If I'm to Die - Keaton Henson

S T A T S

LEVEL: 7
CLASS: DEFENDER
EXP: 30.5/60
HP: 5.5/21
STRENGTH: 16
DEFENSE: 20
SPEED: 16
STEALTH: 16
CHARISMA: 16
INTELLIGENCE: 18
WISDOM: 16
INVENTORY: 19x fox fur, 3x small dye
MOVESET: Sneak, Belly Rake

EXP, Shell, Inventory Counter

               C L A N I N F O R M A T I O N

Birth Clan: NightClan
Current Clan: NightClan
Rank: Warrior
Belief in StarClan:
Although he was raised to believe whatever he wants to, it isn't hard to miss when it's the main religion. Besides, it's sweeter to know that there's something in the afterlife, right?
Mentor: x
Past Mentor: Thunderfang, Honeythroat [unofficially]
Apprentice: Copperpaw
Past Apprentice: Brackenbush [temporary]

                P H Y S I C A L I N F O R M A T I O N

Body Type: Lean and lanky, most of it attributed to his oriental heritage. However, the natural leanness makes any pudge he puts on noticeable. He does have a bit of rag doll in him with attrtibutes to his wider hips, shoulders, and broader chest.
Fur Type: A little coarse and rough, most of it is is thin but it's long, which suits him just well in leaf bare.
Fur Color: Seal point. He's a pale creamy colour with darker markings along his limbs and face and along his back.
Eye Color: A sharp blue.
Scars: Small, peppered scars that litter along his shoulders and paws. Little nicks from his apprentice days and from training apprentices. The most prominent one is the one that completely removes his fur and whiskers along the left side of his muzzle from an accident in his youth.
Goals in Love:
[ ] fall in love
[ ] be in love so much that it's like falling in love again everyday
[ ] be able to wake up to their face every day [ be in the same clan pretty much ]
[ ] grow old with his mate
[ ] adopt or have kits of his own or be a father-figure
Goals in Life:
  [x] become an apprentice
[x] become a warrior
  [] become a mentor
[ ] be especially skilled in his chosen warrior career
  [ ? ] become a cat that his clan could be proud of
[ ] be the sort of cat that cats wouldn't mind knowing
[ ] have a family outside of blood
  [ ] to see honeythroat again
  [ ] retire to the elders' den

                P E R S O N A L I T Y

Positive
Neutral
Negative

Uncooperative | Withdrawn | Passive Aggressive/Defensive | Understanding/Trusting | Overbearing | Apologetic | Patient | Loyal | Humble | Easily Humoured | Brave

Uncooperative/Unwilling to share - "It doesn't concern you." Ever since he was young, he had been much more of a quiet listener than speaker. Because of this, he's made it clear that he'd rather not share too much about himself, especially his own troubles.
Withdrawn - "Can I just be by myself? Please?" When he's thinking about ideas or contemplating what someone has done him he's likely to distance himself and be a bit moody if prompted out of his stupor.
Secretive - "Listen, I appreciate your curiosity, but I can't tell you.. Can't you just leave me alone?" Tying in with his uncooperativeness, if he's told something by someone he'd take it to his grave. He can easily get defensive of himself and will try to nudge the other cat in another direction to get them to leave him alone, just to ensure that he doesn't tell them the truth. However, he hasn't done much of this lately - not after Honeythroat. He's loyal to the cats who entrust him with their secrets and will dare not tell a soul. Ever.
Passive Aggressive/Defensive - "Wait, what are you - you really think I would do that?" If accused or lied to, he'll react really negatively and his opinion of the cat will weaken. He has knack for folding his ears back, narrowing his eyes, drawing his shoulders together, lashing his tail, etc. If caught extremely off guard, he can make off-putting comments if he's really agitated or make "polite" comments with an aggressive tone. However, he doesn't mean them and will immediately apologize, however, he'd much rather not get spooked or startled without warning. He doesn't quite have a temper as he tries to keep himself calm most of the time, however he doesn't take foolishness for pryers.
Understanding/Trusting - "Is that how it is? - ... I see." He does try to look for the good in cats and will take their words at face value. Obviously, this isn't true - but he knows it. He may get suspicious of other cats due to their actions but will not speak outright to them unless he feels like he needs to. If he's given an explanation he won't question it, even if it doesn't seem as solid as a fact.
Overbearing - "I'm trying not to pry but I - where are you going? What is it?" Ever since Honeythroat's death, he's become defensive of other cats and can become overbearing. He doesn't talk much but he's more of a hover'er, pacing by their side and often asking if they're alright or if there's anything he can do. He can take this to an extreme but if told to back down, he will. It's not that he tries to pry too much into their life but rather that he keeps asking if their alright or if there's anything he can do for them.
Apologetic - "I - .. oh. I - didn't mean to offend you. Honest." He does apologize, and quite frequently. Even if it's not by his own fault. If told that he's coming on too strong, he will back down and make a hasty retreat. He'll give the cat their space and come back and likely apologize again and try to get along with them on better terms.
Patient - "Alright, let's try this one more time." He wasn't given a few apprentices without reason. He doesn't mind being asked questions and may be a bit more of an approachable cat because he'll take time aside to speak with others. So long as it isn't a repetitive question, that is. However, this isn't quite optimal, as he can wait for cats to speak to him if he feels they need space but often times they slip through his paws... .. and then he regrets.
Loyal - "No, I'm quite content with NightClan, thank you." His Clans come first and eveything follows that. Duty before honour and all that. He would lay his life down on the line for a single cat. He would never consider leaving his Clan and the idea of taking a mate in another Clan is horrific. If he's entrusted with secrets he'll keep them, and if given a choice, he'd side with cats who have earned his loyalty versus a new leader that he doesn't know, despite how authority should be "automatically trusted".
Humble - "I didn't do it by myself, of course." He'll likely never take credit for things he's done - that resulted in positive results, anyhow - and would much rather give credit to his Clan or to those before him. If he's training an apprentice and someone commends him on his tactics, 'oh, yes, thunderfang taught me well - i'm teaching him the exact way i was taught'. If he's unable to find an out in a conversation he'll offer a quick, 'thanks' and quickly change the subject.
Easily Humoured - "Catastrophe? You think you're funny do you? No, wait, I was being serious!" The reason Honeythroat and him got along so well - and he wasn't bored out of his mind in the medicine cat den - was when she offered jokes. Hers was often flimsy and weak and yet he found real amusement in them. He makes this short and huffed noise as laughter and the funnier he thinks it is the louder he gets and normally he can't stop and will later recall it with fond amusement. It's easy to defuse his angry bursts with a well-timed joke, it'll not only throw him off but when he'll figure out what you just said, he'll probably snort with amusement.
Brave - "Don't worry, I'll go check it out." Often having been called reckless in his youth, he'd preferred to be called 'brave' if given the choice. There is some hesitancy on his end but he'll gladly stride ahead to check out some strange area or go into a storm if someone lost something. He's a bit foolhardy if that's considered, but he'd rather risk his neck than prefer having the risk that someone else get hurt in his stead.

                R E L A T I O N S H I P S

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                 P E R S O N A L I N F O R M A T I O N

Sexuality: Demiromantic panansexual
Likes:
-The smell of rain
-Wet grass
-Areas heavy with trees
-Fireflies
  -Being helpful
-Training cats
-Going on patrols
-Killing foxes
-Defending his Clan
-Cats willing to learn/apprentices
Dislikes:
-Ducks
-Being wet
-Storms/thunder
-Surprises
-Ice
-Beetles
-Shrews
Fears:
-Drowning
-The loss of family
-His Clan falling
-Death - both of himself and younger cats
-Knowing that he could have saved someone and didn't help them
-Feeling useless
-Being incapable of defending or feeding his Clan
Romantic Preference:
-Small cats
-Creamier pelts
  -Blue or amber eyes
-Tabbies or solid coats
-Isn't too fond of patched pelts
-Nice personality
-NightClanner
Trivia:
-Was originally named Badgerfang after my favourite apprentice/warrior, then renamed Badgertooth then Badgerstrike because it sounded better
-He was originally intended to be a black and white bi-colour cat
-He was originally supposed to be less emotional and the equivalent of Whitestorm in the first arc
-Honeythroat originally committed suicide and had been depressed for her most of her youth, however it was fixed so she just left
-Honeythroat and Badgerstrike never had any romantic feelings towards each other at all

                F A M I L Y

Grandparents on mother's side
      Grandmother: Rabbitslip [chocolate bi-colour colour point with large white, long hair, deceased]
      Grandfather: Hickorysmoke [solid black, carries tabby and dilute, deceased]

Grandparents on father's side
      Grandmother: Beebreeze [ginger colourpoint, ticked tabby, dilute carrier, deceased]
      Grandfather: Hollowheart [blue point, deceased]

Parents
      Mother: Dustsneeze [solid chocolate with small white, colourpoint carrier, long hair carrier]
      Father: Monarchfall [cream tabby colourpoint, deceased]

Siblings:
      Sisters: Mosspaw [dilute tortoiseshell with small white, colourpoint carrier, deceased], Roseleaf [dilute torbie point]
      Brothers: Badgerkit [seal point with white, deceased], Duskfern [brown tabby with white, carries dilute], Hickorysplash [chocolate with white paws, colour point carrier], Silverfly [seal point lynx]

Mate: x

Kits:
      Daughters: x
      Sons: x

Uncles and Aunts:
      Aunts:
            [BeeHollow] Doewatcher [solid dilute tortoiseshell, c.p. carrier], Pikeflower [solid tortoiseshell, carries c.p.], Dawnvine [torbie colourpoint]
            [RabbitHickory] Ravenstep [solid black, carries dilute], Stonepoppy [dark seal point, carries dilute]
      Uncles:
            [BeeHollow] Elmwind [red ticked tabby], Gullshade [cream tabby colourpoint, twins with Monarchfall], Sandycoat [flame point, carries dilute]
            [RabbitHickory] Duskpaw [blue and white tabby, deceased], Cloudpelt [brown colourpoint with large white, carries dilute]

Cousins:
      Females:
        [Gullshade] Petalfrost [dilute torbie, carries c.p.], Ripplestep [blue with white, carries c.p.], Tawnystreak [dilute torti, carries c.p.]
        [Doewatcher] Pinetail [brown tabby]
        [Elmwind] Harefang [dilute torti]
      Males:
        [Stonepoppy] Rainpaw [blue, carries c.p., deceased]
        [Doewatcher] Mudpaw [brown with small white]
        [Elmwind] Mistyleg [blue]
        [Cloudpelt] Shadowpool [black, carries c.p.], Gorsefur [blue, carries c.p.], Willow-wing [black, carries c.p.]

Grandkits:
      Females: x
      Males: x

                H I S T O R Y
Before Birth
-Monarchkit was the oldest in his family and had been promoted to Monarchpaw a few moons before Hollypaw
-Hollypaw was the kit hood friend of Dustpaw and would often put off her own training to be with her friend
-Monarchpaw had a habit of talking a lot and getting them both into trouble, as he would often rat out Hollypaw's plans
-Hollypaw hated it and wanted him to mellow out
-Dustkit became Dustpaw and became integrated into their small group of friends
-However, she was a bit more of a lazier sort of cat and had a habit of convincing others to take it slow
-This often caused a clashing between the trio and it only truly settled when the youngest member, Snowkit, became an apprentice and acted as mediator [and pushover, who would follow Hollypaw's plans and agree to take on Dustpaw's work]
-Monarchpaw was beside himself with the fact that because Snowpaw and Dustpaw were always assigned duties together [their mentors were friends] that surely they had a "thing" going on
-Snowpaw was always in denial and despite knowing the truth - that Hollypaw liked Snowpaw - Monarchpaw kept insisting it was
-Despite all the trouble they would get into, they remained good friends, especially after they each received their warrior names - Monarchfall, Dustsneeze, Snowhawk, and Hollybush
-As always, there came a time when their parents would ask them when they would settle down
-Monarchfall never quite felt the need to do anything of the sort - until Hollybush and Snowhawk officially got together [rather, Hollybush courted Snowhawk and he accepted like the pushover he was]
-He felt sort of hectic and went on strolls with she-cats he knew and cats that might even begin to take a fancy into him
-He would often complain to Dustsneeze about the predicament
-Dustsneeze, although she never quite felt an attraction to any cat, admitted that all she truly wanted was kits of her own
-Hollybush was the one to suggest that they "fake being mates" to fool their parents, long enough to get them off their back
-They agreed and despite them never feeling anything for each other, they had fun together and eventually they agreed to remain as mates
-After Hollybush's litter were born, it was announced that Dustsneeze was expecting
-Her first litter was born, consisting of Badgerkit, Mosskit, and Duskkit
-Badgerkit died due to complications and barely made it to his third moon
-Mosspaw died during a hunting accident during his apprentice days
-Duskpaw kept strong and would later be named Duskfern when the second litter were just kits
-After they had properly grieved for their kits, they agreed to try again - this time, Rosekit, Hickorykit, Silverkit, and Badgerkit were born
Kithood
-When they all had been born, they had all been given names - they hesitated on his own, as he bore a striking resemblance to the previous kit that they had lost.
-Finally, they relented and agreed to name him after his deceased brother - perhaps he had been Badgerkit brought back? If not, surely he would not share the same fate?
-Monarchfall and Dustsneeze were very cautious about their kits and would smother them with affection, all the while keeping a close eye on Badgerkit himself, fearing what his name might bring
-However, he never caught sick save for the sniffles and was adventurous and stuck his nose into everything
-Duskfern would visit every chance he could to see what his new siblings were like and took a shine to Rosekit, who did resemble the late Mosspaw in a way
-Being amazed by Duskfern's tales of life outside the nursery, they became more convinced that the warrior life was for them - that one day they too would provide for NightClan just like their brother and parents did
-However, Hickorykit and Silverkit insisted on exploring beyond the camp borders - they were caught before they even managed a fox length outside
-To discipline them, Monarchfall and Dustsneeze grounded them to the nursery
-Rosekit and Badgerkit were free to wander the rest of camp and with nobody else to bother - the other kits were odd - they resorted to the elders' den
-They happily met with Beebreeze and Hollowheart, some of their grandparents, and gradually became constant residents there
-They couldn't quite process what happened to Beebreeze when she finally passed away at first but once they figured it out they were devastated and worried over Hollowheart who promised that he'd stick around for as long as he could, or at the very least see their apprentice ceremony
-Dustsneeze was hesitant on taking her kits away from their grandfather but tried to put some distance between them to ensure that they weren't as devastated
-Rosekit and Badgerkit still snuck out to see the elder and visited him
-He kept his promise
Adolescent
-Badgerpaw was apprenticed to Thunderfang, a strong warrior who promised to teach him the best of his capabilities
-Hollowheart passed away peacefully and they regretfully resigned themselves to the fact that they could only see him again in death
-Monarchfall distanced himself enough to grieve for both of his parents' deaths although the children knew that he would only need time
-They resigned themselves to their duties
-Interestingly, Hickorypaw had their older brother Duskfern as his mentor, who was more than lenient on letting them train together
-They had a relatively stable apprenticeship, nothing or real importance happened until mid-way
-Honeypaw, Adderpaw, and Flashpaw were all his mentor - Thunderfang's - kits so it wasn't unheard of them training with them when they were made apprentices
-Flashpaw had focuses on other things and slacked off - which was fine, apparently, as he had unnatural talent
-Adderpaw always had to try and then he'd eventually succeed
-Honeypaw, however, was clumsy and couldn't get the hang of the basics or certain maneuvers
-The day that he began to show talent in Honeypaw's lacking fields was when Thunderfang asked him to help her
-It wasn't hard to figure that the more he hung out with Honeypaw and helped her train the more lenient Thunderfang was
-It became a friendship born out of habit and selfishness, admittedly, although he did also enjoy her company
-He was nearly ready for his assessment when, attempting to hunt along the branches due to a dare issued by the then-warrior Silverfly, he had an accident
-He didn't remember too much about it as he was confined to the medicine cat den for a while afterwards
-Honeypaw refused to leave his side and when it was decreed that his shattered jaw would impair his hunting and fighting just enough for him to need to train again she offered to help
-She had earned her name, Honeythroat, not long after he was released from the medicine cat den and would spend the time she wasn't on patrols with him, trying to help him cope with it - it wasn't too hard just different
-His head injury from the fall had allowed for him to grow clumsy and with weakened muscles from being confined didn't help
-He was finally allowed to become a warrior a lengthy time after his own littermates made it
Adulthood
-It was pretty common knowledge that Honeythroat and him were good friends
-So it was little wonder when Hickorysplash and Silverfly began to taunt their close friendship and unnerved the two of them
-"You're both warriors now, it's time it's official, huh?"
-It was easy to dismiss their teasing and gestures but Honeythroat had a habit of withdrawing into herself and refusing to speak with any of them until they stopped
-As warriors, they began to drift apart, partly due to the remarks made by his brothers and partly due to them growing up
-However, from time to time, Honeythroat would come to him and try to pull him from his patrols or other 'friends' he had made
-He didn't mind it but Roseleaf was impatient and the more that Honeythroat vied for his attention the more restless she became
-She snapped and said that Thunderfang wasn't making them hang out anymore - she could stop
-Honeythroat was beyond devastated and was shaken
-"You mean to tell me that it was all a lie? I thought ... I thought you wanted to be my friend."
-Although he attempted to rekindle their friendship she was distanced from the whole Clan
-He became aware of the fact that she didn't really have too many friends beyond him and he hoped to change that
-She gradually became close to him but kept a reasonable distance between them, nowhere near as close as they were as apprentices
-However she would make quiet comments and sad looks and finally, within the last few moons of him knowing her, she tried to become as close as they were before, but it was difficult as by that point his cousin, Stonepoppy, asked for him to finish mentoring her apprentice while she retired to the nursery so his paws were full with the near warrior apprentice
-"Hey... Badgerstrike, please - can we - can we talk?"
-He would apologize, as he had double patrols that day - in fact, most days - and she said that she understood and she quietly told him she'd see him later
-He never did, and it later became clear that she had left and Roseleaf told him that she hadn't said anything about where she was going
-Later, Thunderfang himself said that they never found her, dead or alive, and that she was presumed dead. He thanked Badgerstrike for being her friend as he had been all she had talked about for much of their youth and then the old tom quietly retired
-He blamed himself and took to bothering Adderfrost and Flashclaw, who refused knowledge of anything
-He became more withdrawn and watched other cats to see if some of they could display the - now, obvious - warning signs and hopes that he could one day help them instead of being unable to, as he began to presume that she committed suicide or left because of him
-The rest of his Clanlife in NightClan had been remotely quiet, and the phase with Honeythroat could have almost been like a dream - or a nightmare, one that he wasn't sure he wanted to be rid of. Her ghost was everywhere and he couldn't rid himself of her, not that he wanted to
-He just wants to help NightClan as best he can and ensure that Honeythroat is proud of him despite everything
Now
-He was apprenticed Copperpaw, to which he was quite proud of himself, if he were to admit it - he never thought he'd be a mentor but he loves it
-However, with the good comes the bad and the unfortunate happened - foxes were sighted on the territory
-Badgerstrike didn't let this phase him - entirely - and he was determined not to let that stop him from being a strong warrior for NightClan, however, StarClan had different ideas
-Scar attacked NightClan's camp and he and his Clanmates - and others - fought the fox off
-This did not sit well with him so he threw himself into as many fox hunting patrols as he could and when he met up with the she-demon who attacked his camp. The patrol that he had been with had helped him distract her long enough for him to deliver the killing blow
-The tom wasn't satisfied with the fact that another fox - the last one - could still wander into camp so he did assign himself onto another patrol to attack Shale in hopes of bringing that one down, which, evidently it didn't

               R P I N F O R M A T I O N

Availability: I say I'm available all the time but I literally dick around and put off replying so who really knows? Shoot me a message and we'll work something out.
Skype: No, thank you
Comments: Maybe.
Notes: Yep
Discord: Yep - @athedan
Google Docs: Maybe. i wouldn't be too sure on how it works but I'd be willing to try.

Response Length:
Less than 100 words: yes.
More than 100 words: yes.
More than 1000 words: lmao not quite but usually 700 at best.

Rp Example
[ taken from my fanfiction ]

He wandered through SkyClan's new territory, meowed a greeting to Skywatcher who purred in response and asked how SkyClan was. "Don't you already know?" Firestar asked and the smile that graced the old tom's face was worth the jest. However, the cats he had seen were usually ones he didn't quite know - the conversion with them was short-lived as most of them lived long before his time, and others had been during his reign and weren't too keen on a chat with him. Aside from Skywatcher, he didn't intend on a conversation with any of them at the time so he went on his way. He was fascinated by what StarClan had constructed and let his paws wander. It was of surprise to no one when he found himself in ThunderClan territory.
Apparently, however, it was surprise to his old Clanmates.
Longtail's eyes had widened the moment he caught sight of Firestar. The territory was very much the same, despite everything, and where it wasn't he tried not to think about it too much. He had found Longtail, by pure chance, when he wandered through the territory. The pale tabby lurched to his paws from where he had lain on the Sunning Rocks, a surprised laugh fell from his lips as he sauntered over, a sway to his step. His eyes, although the ring around them were scarred across the skin and flayed the fur from his flesh, caught on Firestar. Despite Bluestar's earlier comment, Longtail seemed to have full function of both set of eyes, or perhaps that had been due to the grounds of StarClan. "Fireheart," he breathed out and rested his forehead along the ginger's shoulder. "It is good to see you." He leaned back, a fire in his eyes, "Although I think it may be too soon for my tastes, you know."

Description
Edit: Updated to the new ref. :/

   B A S I C I N F O R M A T I O N

Name: Badgerstrike
          Badger: A feral white and black animal. Ghostnamed for his brother, attributed to his coat.
Strike: To hit forcibly; for an event to suddenly occur and have harmful effects. Likely a reference to his strong nature or accident.
Past Names: Badgerkit, Badgerpaw
Current Age: 57 moons | 4 years and 9 months | 4.75 season cycles
Starting Age: 54 moons | 4 1/2 years | 4 season cycles
Physical Gender: Male
Gender Identity: Cismale
Voice: Matthew Mercer Example x
Theme song(s):
  The Cure - Lady Gaga
  King and Lionheart - Of Monsters and Men
  Always Gold - Radical Face
  Exile - The National
  Faded - Alan Walker
  If I'm to Die - Keaton Henson

S T A T S

LEVEL: 7
CLASS: DEFENDER
EXP: 30.5/60
HP: 5.5/21
STRENGTH: 16
DEFENSE: 20
SPEED: 16
STEALTH: 16
CHARISMA: 16
INTELLIGENCE: 18
WISDOM: 16
INVENTORY: 19x fox fur, 3x small dye
MOVESET: Sneak, Belly Rake

EXP, Shell, Inventory Counter

               C L A N I N F O R M A T I O N

Birth Clan: NightClan
Current Clan: NightClan
Rank: Warrior
Belief in StarClan:
Although he was raised to believe whatever he wants to, it isn't hard to miss when it's the main religion. Besides, it's sweeter to know that there's something in the afterlife, right?
Mentor: x
Past Mentor: Thunderfang, Honeythroat [unofficially]
Apprentice: Copperpaw
Past Apprentice: Brackenbush [temporary]

                P H Y S I C A L I N F O R M A T I O N

Body Type: Lean and lanky, most of it attributed to his oriental heritage. However, the natural leanness makes any pudge he puts on noticeable. He does have a bit of rag doll in him with attrtibutes to his wider hips, shoulders, and broader chest.
Fur Type: A little coarse and rough, most of it is is thin but it's long, which suits him just well in leaf bare.
Fur Color: Seal point. He's a pale creamy colour with darker markings along his limbs and face and along his back.
Eye Color: A sharp blue.
Scars: Small, peppered scars that litter along his shoulders and paws. Little nicks from his apprentice days and from training apprentices. The most prominent one is the one that completely removes his fur and whiskers along the left side of his muzzle from an accident in his youth.
Goals in Love:
[ ] fall in love
[ ] be in love so much that it's like falling in love again everyday
[ ] be able to wake up to their face every day [ be in the same clan pretty much ]
[ ] grow old with his mate
[ ] adopt or have kits of his own or be a father-figure
Goals in Life:
  [x] become an apprentice
[x] become a warrior
  [] become a mentor
[ ] be especially skilled in his chosen warrior career
  [ ? ] become a cat that his clan could be proud of
[ ] be the sort of cat that cats wouldn't mind knowing
[ ] have a family outside of blood
  [ ] to see honeythroat again
  [ ] retire to the elders' den

                P E R S O N A L I T Y

Positive
Neutral
Negative

Uncooperative | Withdrawn | Passive Aggressive/Defensive | Understanding/Trusting | Overbearing | Apologetic | Patient | Loyal | Humble | Easily Humoured | Brave

Uncooperative/Unwilling to share - "It doesn't concern you." Ever since he was young, he had been much more of a quiet listener than speaker. Because of this, he's made it clear that he'd rather not share too much about himself, especially his own troubles.
Withdrawn - "Can I just be by myself? Please?" When he's thinking about ideas or contemplating what someone has done him he's likely to distance himself and be a bit moody if prompted out of his stupor.
Secretive - "Listen, I appreciate your curiosity, but I can't tell you.. Can't you just leave me alone?" Tying in with his uncooperativeness, if he's told something by someone he'd take it to his grave. He can easily get defensive of himself and will try to nudge the other cat in another direction to get them to leave him alone, just to ensure that he doesn't tell them the truth. However, he hasn't done much of this lately - not after Honeythroat. He's loyal to the cats who entrust him with their secrets and will dare not tell a soul. Ever.
Passive Aggressive/Defensive - "Wait, what are you - you really think I would do that?" If accused or lied to, he'll react really negatively and his opinion of the cat will weaken. He has knack for folding his ears back, narrowing his eyes, drawing his shoulders together, lashing his tail, etc. If caught extremely off guard, he can make off-putting comments if he's really agitated or make "polite" comments with an aggressive tone. However, he doesn't mean them and will immediately apologize, however, he'd much rather not get spooked or startled without warning. He doesn't quite have a temper as he tries to keep himself calm most of the time, however he doesn't take foolishness for pryers.
Understanding/Trusting - "Is that how it is? - ... I see." He does try to look for the good in cats and will take their words at face value. Obviously, this isn't true - but he knows it. He may get suspicious of other cats due to their actions but will not speak outright to them unless he feels like he needs to. If he's given an explanation he won't question it, even if it doesn't seem as solid as a fact.
Overbearing - "I'm trying not to pry but I - where are you going? What is it?" Ever since Honeythroat's death, he's become defensive of other cats and can become overbearing. He doesn't talk much but he's more of a hover'er, pacing by their side and often asking if they're alright or if there's anything he can do. He can take this to an extreme but if told to back down, he will. It's not that he tries to pry too much into their life but rather that he keeps asking if their alright or if there's anything he can do for them.
Apologetic - "I - .. oh. I - didn't mean to offend you. Honest." He does apologize, and quite frequently. Even if it's not by his own fault. If told that he's coming on too strong, he will back down and make a hasty retreat. He'll give the cat their space and come back and likely apologize again and try to get along with them on better terms.
Patient - "Alright, let's try this one more time." He wasn't given a few apprentices without reason. He doesn't mind being asked questions and may be a bit more of an approachable cat because he'll take time aside to speak with others. So long as it isn't a repetitive question, that is. However, this isn't quite optimal, as he can wait for cats to speak to him if he feels they need space but often times they slip through his paws... .. and then he regrets.
Loyal - "No, I'm quite content with NightClan, thank you." His Clans come first and eveything follows that. Duty before honour and all that. He would lay his life down on the line for a single cat. He would never consider leaving his Clan and the idea of taking a mate in another Clan is horrific. If he's entrusted with secrets he'll keep them, and if given a choice, he'd side with cats who have earned his loyalty versus a new leader that he doesn't know, despite how authority should be "automatically trusted".
Humble - "I didn't do it by myself, of course." He'll likely never take credit for things he's done - that resulted in positive results, anyhow - and would much rather give credit to his Clan or to those before him. If he's training an apprentice and someone commends him on his tactics, 'oh, yes, thunderfang taught me well - i'm teaching him the exact way i was taught'. If he's unable to find an out in a conversation he'll offer a quick, 'thanks' and quickly change the subject.
Easily Humoured - "Catastrophe? You think you're funny do you? No, wait, I was being serious!" The reason Honeythroat and him got along so well - and he wasn't bored out of his mind in the medicine cat den - was when she offered jokes. Hers was often flimsy and weak and yet he found real amusement in them. He makes this short and huffed noise as laughter and the funnier he thinks it is the louder he gets and normally he can't stop and will later recall it with fond amusement. It's easy to defuse his angry bursts with a well-timed joke, it'll not only throw him off but when he'll figure out what you just said, he'll probably snort with amusement.
Brave - "Don't worry, I'll go check it out." Often having been called reckless in his youth, he'd preferred to be called 'brave' if given the choice. There is some hesitancy on his end but he'll gladly stride ahead to check out some strange area or go into a storm if someone lost something. He's a bit foolhardy if that's considered, but he'd rather risk his neck than prefer having the risk that someone else get hurt in his stead.

                R E L A T I O N S H I P S

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                 P E R S O N A L I N F O R M A T I O N

Sexuality: Demiromantic panansexual
Likes:
-The smell of rain
-Wet grass
-Areas heavy with trees
-Fireflies
  -Being helpful
-Training cats
-Going on patrols
-Killing foxes
-Defending his Clan
-Cats willing to learn/apprentices
Dislikes:
-Ducks
-Being wet
-Storms/thunder
-Surprises
-Ice
-Beetles
-Shrews
Fears:
-Drowning
-The loss of family
-His Clan falling
-Death - both of himself and younger cats
-Knowing that he could have saved someone and didn't help them
-Feeling useless
-Being incapable of defending or feeding his Clan
Romantic Preference:
-Small cats
-Creamier pelts
  -Blue or amber eyes
-Tabbies or solid coats
-Isn't too fond of patched pelts
-Nice personality
-NightClanner
Trivia:
-Was originally named Badgerfang after my favourite apprentice/warrior, then renamed Badgertooth then Badgerstrike because it sounded better
-He was originally intended to be a black and white bi-colour cat
-He was originally supposed to be less emotional and the equivalent of Whitestorm in the first arc
-Honeythroat originally committed suicide and had been depressed for her most of her youth, however it was fixed so she just left
-Honeythroat and Badgerstrike never had any romantic feelings towards each other at all

                F A M I L Y

Grandparents on mother's side
      Grandmother: Rabbitslip [chocolate bi-colour colour point with large white, long hair, deceased]
      Grandfather: Hickorysmoke [solid black, carries tabby and dilute, deceased]

Grandparents on father's side
      Grandmother: Beebreeze [ginger colourpoint, ticked tabby, dilute carrier, deceased]
      Grandfather: Hollowheart [blue point, deceased]

Parents
      Mother: Dustsneeze [solid chocolate with small white, colourpoint carrier, long hair carrier]
      Father: Monarchfall [cream tabby colourpoint, deceased]

Siblings:
      Sisters: Mosspaw [dilute tortoiseshell with small white, colourpoint carrier, deceased], Roseleaf [dilute torbie point]
      Brothers: Badgerkit [seal point with white, deceased], Duskfern [brown tabby with white, carries dilute], Hickorysplash [chocolate with white paws, colour point carrier], Silverfly [seal point lynx]

Mate: x

Kits:
      Daughters: x
      Sons: x

Uncles and Aunts:
      Aunts:
            [BeeHollow] Doewatcher [solid dilute tortoiseshell, c.p. carrier], Pikeflower [solid tortoiseshell, carries c.p.], Dawnvine [torbie colourpoint]
            [RabbitHickory] Ravenstep [solid black, carries dilute], Stonepoppy [dark seal point, carries dilute]
      Uncles:
            [BeeHollow] Elmwind [red ticked tabby], Gullshade [cream tabby colourpoint, twins with Monarchfall], Sandycoat [flame point, carries dilute]
            [RabbitHickory] Duskpaw [blue and white tabby, deceased], Cloudpelt [brown colourpoint with large white, carries dilute]

Cousins:
      Females:
        [Gullshade] Petalfrost [dilute torbie, carries c.p.], Ripplestep [blue with white, carries c.p.], Tawnystreak [dilute torti, carries c.p.]
        [Doewatcher] Pinetail [brown tabby]
        [Elmwind] Harefang [dilute torti]
      Males:
        [Stonepoppy] Rainpaw [blue, carries c.p., deceased]
        [Doewatcher] Mudpaw [brown with small white]
        [Elmwind] Mistyleg [blue]
        [Cloudpelt] Shadowpool [black, carries c.p.], Gorsefur [blue, carries c.p.], Willow-wing [black, carries c.p.]

Grandkits:
      Females: x
      Males: x

                H I S T O R Y
Before Birth
-Monarchkit was the oldest in his family and had been promoted to Monarchpaw a few moons before Hollypaw
-Hollypaw was the kit hood friend of Dustpaw and would often put off her own training to be with her friend
-Monarchpaw had a habit of talking a lot and getting them both into trouble, as he would often rat out Hollypaw's plans
-Hollypaw hated it and wanted him to mellow out
-Dustkit became Dustpaw and became integrated into their small group of friends
-However, she was a bit more of a lazier sort of cat and had a habit of convincing others to take it slow
-This often caused a clashing between the trio and it only truly settled when the youngest member, Snowkit, became an apprentice and acted as mediator [and pushover, who would follow Hollypaw's plans and agree to take on Dustpaw's work]
-Monarchpaw was beside himself with the fact that because Snowpaw and Dustpaw were always assigned duties together [their mentors were friends] that surely they had a "thing" going on
-Snowpaw was always in denial and despite knowing the truth - that Hollypaw liked Snowpaw - Monarchpaw kept insisting it was
-Despite all the trouble they would get into, they remained good friends, especially after they each received their warrior names - Monarchfall, Dustsneeze, Snowhawk, and Hollybush
-As always, there came a time when their parents would ask them when they would settle down
-Monarchfall never quite felt the need to do anything of the sort - until Hollybush and Snowhawk officially got together [rather, Hollybush courted Snowhawk and he accepted like the pushover he was]
-He felt sort of hectic and went on strolls with she-cats he knew and cats that might even begin to take a fancy into him
-He would often complain to Dustsneeze about the predicament
-Dustsneeze, although she never quite felt an attraction to any cat, admitted that all she truly wanted was kits of her own
-Hollybush was the one to suggest that they "fake being mates" to fool their parents, long enough to get them off their back
-They agreed and despite them never feeling anything for each other, they had fun together and eventually they agreed to remain as mates
-After Hollybush's litter were born, it was announced that Dustsneeze was expecting
-Her first litter was born, consisting of Badgerkit, Mosskit, and Duskkit
-Badgerkit died due to complications and barely made it to his third moon
-Mosspaw died during a hunting accident during his apprentice days
-Duskpaw kept strong and would later be named Duskfern when the second litter were just kits
-After they had properly grieved for their kits, they agreed to try again - this time, Rosekit, Hickorykit, Silverkit, and Badgerkit were born
Kithood
-When they all had been born, they had all been given names - they hesitated on his own, as he bore a striking resemblance to the previous kit that they had lost.
-Finally, they relented and agreed to name him after his deceased brother - perhaps he had been Badgerkit brought back? If not, surely he would not share the same fate?
-Monarchfall and Dustsneeze were very cautious about their kits and would smother them with affection, all the while keeping a close eye on Badgerkit himself, fearing what his name might bring
-However, he never caught sick save for the sniffles and was adventurous and stuck his nose into everything
-Duskfern would visit every chance he could to see what his new siblings were like and took a shine to Rosekit, who did resemble the late Mosspaw in a way
-Being amazed by Duskfern's tales of life outside the nursery, they became more convinced that the warrior life was for them - that one day they too would provide for NightClan just like their brother and parents did
-However, Hickorykit and Silverkit insisted on exploring beyond the camp borders - they were caught before they even managed a fox length outside
-To discipline them, Monarchfall and Dustsneeze grounded them to the nursery
-Rosekit and Badgerkit were free to wander the rest of camp and with nobody else to bother - the other kits were odd - they resorted to the elders' den
-They happily met with Beebreeze and Hollowheart, some of their grandparents, and gradually became constant residents there
-They couldn't quite process what happened to Beebreeze when she finally passed away at first but once they figured it out they were devastated and worried over Hollowheart who promised that he'd stick around for as long as he could, or at the very least see their apprentice ceremony
-Dustsneeze was hesitant on taking her kits away from their grandfather but tried to put some distance between them to ensure that they weren't as devastated
-Rosekit and Badgerkit still snuck out to see the elder and visited him
-He kept his promise
Adolescent
-Badgerpaw was apprenticed to Thunderfang, a strong warrior who promised to teach him the best of his capabilities
-Hollowheart passed away peacefully and they regretfully resigned themselves to the fact that they could only see him again in death
-Monarchfall distanced himself enough to grieve for both of his parents' deaths although the children knew that he would only need time
-They resigned themselves to their duties
-Interestingly, Hickorypaw had their older brother Duskfern as his mentor, who was more than lenient on letting them train together
-They had a relatively stable apprenticeship, nothing or real importance happened until mid-way
-Honeypaw, Adderpaw, and Flashpaw were all his mentor - Thunderfang's - kits so it wasn't unheard of them training with them when they were made apprentices
-Flashpaw had focuses on other things and slacked off - which was fine, apparently, as he had unnatural talent
-Adderpaw always had to try and then he'd eventually succeed
-Honeypaw, however, was clumsy and couldn't get the hang of the basics or certain maneuvers
-The day that he began to show talent in Honeypaw's lacking fields was when Thunderfang asked him to help her
-It wasn't hard to figure that the more he hung out with Honeypaw and helped her train the more lenient Thunderfang was
-It became a friendship born out of habit and selfishness, admittedly, although he did also enjoy her company
-He was nearly ready for his assessment when, attempting to hunt along the branches due to a dare issued by the then-warrior Silverfly, he had an accident
-He didn't remember too much about it as he was confined to the medicine cat den for a while afterwards
-Honeypaw refused to leave his side and when it was decreed that his shattered jaw would impair his hunting and fighting just enough for him to need to train again she offered to help
-She had earned her name, Honeythroat, not long after he was released from the medicine cat den and would spend the time she wasn't on patrols with him, trying to help him cope with it - it wasn't too hard just different
-His head injury from the fall had allowed for him to grow clumsy and with weakened muscles from being confined didn't help
-He was finally allowed to become a warrior a lengthy time after his own littermates made it
Adulthood
-It was pretty common knowledge that Honeythroat and him were good friends
-So it was little wonder when Hickorysplash and Silverfly began to taunt their close friendship and unnerved the two of them
-"You're both warriors now, it's time it's official, huh?"
-It was easy to dismiss their teasing and gestures but Honeythroat had a habit of withdrawing into herself and refusing to speak with any of them until they stopped
-As warriors, they began to drift apart, partly due to the remarks made by his brothers and partly due to them growing up
-However, from time to time, Honeythroat would come to him and try to pull him from his patrols or other 'friends' he had made
-He didn't mind it but Roseleaf was impatient and the more that Honeythroat vied for his attention the more restless she became
-She snapped and said that Thunderfang wasn't making them hang out anymore - she could stop
-Honeythroat was beyond devastated and was shaken
-"You mean to tell me that it was all a lie? I thought ... I thought you wanted to be my friend."
-Although he attempted to rekindle their friendship she was distanced from the whole Clan
-He became aware of the fact that she didn't really have too many friends beyond him and he hoped to change that
-She gradually became close to him but kept a reasonable distance between them, nowhere near as close as they were as apprentices
-However she would make quiet comments and sad looks and finally, within the last few moons of him knowing her, she tried to become as close as they were before, but it was difficult as by that point his cousin, Stonepoppy, asked for him to finish mentoring her apprentice while she retired to the nursery so his paws were full with the near warrior apprentice
-"Hey... Badgerstrike, please - can we - can we talk?"
-He would apologize, as he had double patrols that day - in fact, most days - and she said that she understood and she quietly told him she'd see him later
-He never did, and it later became clear that she had left and Roseleaf told him that she hadn't said anything about where she was going
-Later, Thunderfang himself said that they never found her, dead or alive, and that she was presumed dead. He thanked Badgerstrike for being her friend as he had been all she had talked about for much of their youth and then the old tom quietly retired
-He blamed himself and took to bothering Adderfrost and Flashclaw, who refused knowledge of anything
-He became more withdrawn and watched other cats to see if some of they could display the - now, obvious - warning signs and hopes that he could one day help them instead of being unable to, as he began to presume that she committed suicide or left because of him
-The rest of his Clanlife in NightClan had been remotely quiet, and the phase with Honeythroat could have almost been like a dream - or a nightmare, one that he wasn't sure he wanted to be rid of. Her ghost was everywhere and he couldn't rid himself of her, not that he wanted to
-He just wants to help NightClan as best he can and ensure that Honeythroat is proud of him despite everything
Now
-He was apprenticed Copperpaw, to which he was quite proud of himself, if he were to admit it - he never thought he'd be a mentor but he loves it
-However, with the good comes the bad and the unfortunate happened - foxes were sighted on the territory
-Badgerstrike didn't let this phase him - entirely - and he was determined not to let that stop him from being a strong warrior for NightClan, however, StarClan had different ideas
-Scar attacked NightClan's camp and he and his Clanmates - and others - fought the fox off
-This did not sit well with him so he threw himself into as many fox hunting patrols as he could and when he met up with the she-demon who attacked his camp. The patrol that he had been with had helped him distract her long enough for him to deliver the killing blow
-The tom wasn't satisfied with the fact that another fox - the last one - could still wander into camp so he did assign himself onto another patrol to attack Shale in hopes of bringing that one down, which, evidently it didn't

               R P I N F O R M A T I O N

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Rp Example
[ taken from my fanfiction ]

He wandered through SkyClan's new territory, meowed a greeting to Skywatcher who purred in response and asked how SkyClan was. "Don't you already know?" Firestar asked and the smile that graced the old tom's face was worth the jest. However, the cats he had seen were usually ones he didn't quite know - the conversion with them was short-lived as most of them lived long before his time, and others had been during his reign and weren't too keen on a chat with him. Aside from Skywatcher, he didn't intend on a conversation with any of them at the time so he went on his way. He was fascinated by what StarClan had constructed and let his paws wander. It was of surprise to no one when he found himself in ThunderClan territory.
Apparently, however, it was surprise to his old Clanmates.
Longtail's eyes had widened the moment he caught sight of Firestar. The territory was very much the same, despite everything, and where it wasn't he tried not to think about it too much. He had found Longtail, by pure chance, when he wandered through the territory. The pale tabby lurched to his paws from where he had lain on the Sunning Rocks, a surprised laugh fell from his lips as he sauntered over, a sway to his step. His eyes, although the ring around them were scarred across the skin and flayed the fur from his flesh, caught on Firestar. Despite Bluestar's earlier comment, Longtail seemed to have full function of both set of eyes, or perhaps that had been due to the grounds of StarClan. "Fireheart," he breathed out and rested his forehead along the ginger's shoulder. "It is good to see you." He leaned back, a fire in his eyes, "Although I think it may be too soon for my tastes, you know."