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[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | Leopardkit || Leopardpaw || Leopardclaw ||
| Pronunciation | Leh-pard-kl-awe

| Origins |
|| Leopard- his rosette spotted pelt
|| Claw- for his intense focus and determination
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 32 moons (Late Updated: 2/5/19 )
| Joined At | 6 moons = 12/10/17

| Birth Season | :Green Leaf: | Gemini |
| Sex | Male | Gender Identity | Male
| Breed | Bengal Cat x Abyssinian x American Short Hair x Ocicat x ect.

| Alliance(s) | Thunderclan
| Heritage | Thunderclan x Thunderclan
| Rank |  Rogue
| Mentor(s) | -
| Current Apprentice | -
| Previous Apprentice(s) | Cinderpaw
| Belief System | StarClan :: | Belief Strength | 100% ::

[ Appearance ]
| Book Description | Golden brown rosette spotted tom with green eyes
| Pelt |
| Fur Statistics |
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Dry
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Smooth
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●○○○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | Jade green
| Body Type | Broad, with strong shoulders and powerful legs
| Height | 15 in
| Weight | 17 lbs
| Most Noticeable Features |
his stark pelt
| Disabilities or Scars |
Claw marks over his left eye; given by Swirlleaf
Claw marks on his left flank; given by Scorchfur
| Accessories |
None!
| Body Movement | low and prowling, like a predator
| Scent | warm wood and ceder
| Voice | young, slightly high pitched

[ Statistics ]
Strength ::  Average ::   Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
8/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Strength
4/10 :: ●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Speed
9/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Attack
4/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tactics
4/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Endurance
7/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Defense
5/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
| Natural Senses |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Seeing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hearing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Feeling/Touch
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Smelling
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tasting

| Knowledge Skills |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Kitting and Kitcare
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Den Building
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Herb Knowledge
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Fishing Tactics
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hunting Tactics
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Battle Tactics
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Compassion
| Other Skills |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Rock Climbing
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Tree Climbing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Leaping
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Night Vision
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rabbit Chasing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leading
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tracking
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Pansexual, polyamorous
| Preference(s) | Someone confident who can stand up to him. He's not really looking to settle down right now, but he is looking to test the waters.
| Looking For |  Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |

Swirlleaf || ANP
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |

Scorchfur (NPC)
| Sexual Activity | yes
| Relationship Statistics |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Loyalty
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Respect
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Devotion
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
10/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Sexuality
[ Personality ]
Positive ::   Neutral ::  Negative ::  Hidden
[ Confident | :: | Definition: feeling or showing confidence in oneself or one's abilities or qualities. ]
Leopardclaw is not afraid to show off and can not be easily shaken or intimidated (for better or for worse). He works hard, and he's more than willing to volunteer for difficult tasks and assignments. He's ready for anything and everything. Even now as a rogue, he had faith in his training and ability to care for himself, while far from perfect, he's not dying and takes a lot of comfort in his abilities, especially since the only cat he can really lean on is himself.

[ Hardworking | :: | Definition: (of a person) tending to work with energy and commitment; diligent. ]
He talks a big talk, but he can also walk the walk. He works hard to be the best he can be. He has big dreams, and he is going to make it happen. He gets frustrated with failure and won't give up until its perfect. He is more than willing to go above and beyond to help someone, considering his current lot in life, Leopardclaw seems to have taken Oakstar's words to heart, and is truly trying to better himself.

[ Charismatic | :: | Definition: exercising a compelling charm which inspires devotion in others. ]

Leoparclaw had grown into quiet the talker. Grown out of a need to keep his reputation clean, he has a knack of talking his way out of his problems, especially since he has taken an aversion to a more hands on approach.

[ Goal orientated | :: | Definition: concerned with or focused on achieving a particular aim or result. ]
Leopardclaw has a hard time letting things go. Once he gets something in his mind, he needs to see it to the end, even if everyone is telling him to stop. If he sees something is right, then he will fight for it until he is blue in the face, even to the detriment to himself. Currently, he is hyper focused on trying to rejoin thunderclan, or at the very least, get onto better terms with his former clan mates.

[ Honest | :: | Definition: free of deceit; truthful and sincere. ]
Given the sudden fallout in his life, Leopardclaw has tried his best to be honest in all of his interactions. Lying to his clanmates for so long really weighed on the tom, he wants to be free of that overbearing feeling and tries his best to be truthful without being cruel.

[ Cautious | :: | Definition: careful to avoid potential problems or dangers. ]
Ever since his split with Thunderclan, Leopardclaw has been rather jumpy. He's wary around strangers, especially other clan cats and doesn't open up easily. It takes some time to get past the tom's quiet exterior, though he has a lot more to offer. He doesn't jump into situations like he used to when he had the backing of his whole clan, and is constantly afraid of being caught in a place where he is not supposed to be.

[ Vain | :: | Definition: having or showing an excessively high opinion of one's appearance, abilities, or worth. ]

While somewhat suppressed now, Leopardclaw is still quiet fond of his appearance and hearing himself talk. He doesn't so much talk about himself or his accomplishments, actually he tends to hide them, though he is rather fond of preening himself and keeping himself clean and put together, he can be pretty easily won over via flattery.

[ Reserved | :: | Definition: slow to reveal emotion or opinions ]

Leopardclaw tries his best to keep to himself. He doesn't want to cause trouble and he most certainly doesn't want to start anything with anybody. He's very non confrontational when possible and mostly just tries to stay out of everyone's way.

[ Self-critical | :: | Definition: critical of oneself or one's actions in a self-aware or unduly disapproving manner. ]
Leopardclaw is very critical of himself. He beats himself up over his failures. They hang over his head, making him work even harder to over come them.

[ Obsessive | :: | Definition: affected by an obsession. ]
He can't let things go. He gets ideas in his head, be it his failures, or something he isn't supposed to do, and he just can't stop thinking about it. He has a hard time letting this go and getting over obstacles. He often has a hard time sleeping because of this.

[ Outgoing | :: | Definition: friendly and socially confident. ]
Since his exile, Leopardclaw has found himself more distant. It takes a bit more to get this tom to open up, though once you soften him up, he makes friends very easily. He's has a knack for making others open up to him as he has a non judging air about him, considering his own past, very few cats he would consider unsavable.

| Personality Type | :ESFP:
[ History ]
[ Before Birth :: Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Before Birth :: |
Leopardpaw's parents had trained together as apprentices. They had sparked a rivalry in their early moons, both driving each other to do their best. As they grew older, everyone joked that they acted like an old mated couple, and they hated it. For a very long time, the claimed to not even be friends, but sworn enemies. As they both grew closer to becoming warriors, it became a running joke, as they spent too much time together to not be friends. Rosettepaw was named Rosettefur for his beautifully spotted fur, and Maplepaw became Maplenose, for her quick intuition.

The two began seeing each other in secret, mostly to keep away the gossip, as the jokes of their apprenticeship still followed them, though when Maplenose found herself heavy with kits, they couldn't hide it anymore, though no one was surprised. She was a smart, clever she-cat, one of the few that would call Rosettefur out when his head got too big.

Her pregnancy went smoothly, giving birth to three, beautiful healthy kittens one early morning, two she-cats, and a beautiful tom, the spitting imagine of his father. Without thought, she named his Leopardkit, and for once, Rosettefur was so full of pride, he couldn't argue.

| Kithood / 0-6 moons :: |
Leopardkit ran the nursery, and his two sisters, Lionkit and Hawkit were happy to play along. They played well together, the young tom loved to play leader and lead fake battles. He was a constant terror to anyone who gave them the time of time, ambushing warriors at the fresh-kill pile, constantly bugging apprentices to show them battle stances and play fight with them. Maplenose and Rosettefur had their paws full trying to keep the three of them busy and out of everyone's way.

As he grew older, Leopardkit grew frustrated with being forced to stay in camp. He was nearly old enough to be apprenticed, and he wanted to be out there, patrolling and fighting rouges and shadow clan warriors. For some reason he was convinced that the clan was at war (they were not) and he desperately wanted to help. It became a terrible drain on his mother keeping him in line, as he tried over and over to follow his father out of camp, once succeeding, only to be immediately brought back by the tom and given a stern talk. Leopardkit desperately wanted to be like his father, and the tom tried his best to make his son understand just what that meant. He made his son promise to behave until he was old enough to be apprenticed, and he agreed, sticking to his word.

Maplenose was proud of her children as they were made apprentices, grooming them all until their golden pelts gleamed in the sun. They all sat together as a family, watching as one by one as he kits were given to their mentors.

| Apprenticeship / 6-10 moons :: |
Leopardkit was named Leopardpaw and give Dawnfrost as a mentor. He hadn't know of her before his apprenticeship, but she was straightforward and strict with him. Regardless of what he thought of the cat, he was more excited to be named an apprentice, feeling like he could actually do something. Leopardpaw threw himself into his training as he grew bigger, and bigger every day, already nearly the size of a warrior, it was clear he would be a hulking beast by the time he was named a warrior, though hopefully with a little learned patience.

Early into his apprenticeship, Leopardpaw was approached by a cat in his sleep. At first, he wasn't sure what to think, but quickly, this tom, Scorchfur was visiting him every night, bringing him to a clearing, offering to train him for seemingly nothing. He was skeptical at first, but he was persuaded by the idea to get ahead, and ahead he did. With twice the training time, he shot ahead of his denmates, he was bigger and stronger and fiercer, though he was often exhausted, his nights being occupied by training, and his days training, most of his free time was spent sleeping whenever he could. Because of this, he often felt distanced from the other apprentices, too busy or too tired to stop and talk or complain and do what other apprentices did.

It seemed his dedication wasn't only noticed by his clan, but by another. He was approached by a tom to meet him in shadow clan territory after dark with the promise of power. In exchange for his loyalty, the rogue offered him some assistance, a set up to get him noticed and being made a warrior early. Leopardpaw agreed and they set their plan into motion, having the rogue essentially knock out a clan mate only to have them be 'saved' by him. Given the situation the clans were in, he most certainly was noticed and his ceremony was held later that night.

|Warriorhood / 10 -17 Moons :: |

Leopardclaw held his silent watch, glad to be free of at least some of the stress of training, though he soon discovered Scorchfur wasn't done with him yet, and it wasn't much longer when he had to hold up his end of the Rogues bargain.

Smallflower had been his first victim. He hadn't planned on killing her honestly, it had all been a matter of opportunity. With the rogue's words echoing in his mind he tried his best to make it quick, catching her off guard and using that to his advantage. He took her out by the thunderpath, not too far from Shadowclan territory, hoping that his clan mates either thought they had been hit by a monster, or failing that, Shadowclan was responsible. Naturally, that plan failed, though it seemed most of the clan seemed to think Smallslower had been killed by the rogue. He decided to roll with that plan as he continued to follow the rogues instruction, though as he matured, he realized the rogue had not been entirely honest with his intentions.

As he aged, his temper seemed to quell some, as even some of the cats he had argued with as an apprentice, he found himself friends with. One particular stand out was Swirlpaw, an apprentice who was only one moon young than he was, though considering he had been made a warrior two moons early, he found himself her superior. The young she-cat seemed to take to the new, mature tom and the two found that they hit it off rather well.

It was around the time that Swirlpaw earned her warrior name, Swirlleaf, that the tom began feeling more torn about his loyalties. He had never enjoyed killing his clan mates, though at first, with Scorchfur's push, he felt like he had been working towards something, but with the death of Adderstar, and each of the clans' leader being attacked by the mysterious rogue Tobi Leopardclaw found himself in over his head. The attacks in Thunderclan tappered off, only maintaining enough to keep the rogue off his back. He had threatened the four traitors that he would hunt down their loved ones if they ever betrayed him, and with his growing fondness for Swirlleaf, he found himself not willing to take the risk and too scared to speak up knowing full well what the consequences would be.

He and Swirlleaf were still young when they announced their mateship, and no one was completely surprised when at about the same time, Swirlleaf announced that she was pregnant with his kits. Leopardclaw had not heard much from either Tobi or the other traitors, though it wasn't until he heard about the death of the tom that he allowed himself to breath easy for the first time in a long time. Finally, everything seemed to be going well for once. Not long after, Swirlleaf gave birth to four kittens, unfortunately however, their first was still born. Leopardclaw tried not to dwell on the loss too greatly, considering they had three other kittens to love and care for, though he could tell the loss really hurt his mate. He was happy however, to see two of his kittens had his golden pelt and one even with similar spots, and even another that looked just as beautiful as Swirlleaf. He really could not have been happier. The two of them named their kittens Lionkit, Wildkit, and Briarkit, all happy and healthy kittens.

Leopardclaw staid in the nursery with them and his mate, considering she was the only queen at the time, he felt like he could justify taking up the space to spend time with his family. Fatherhood seemed becoming of the tom, as he doted on his children even more than would be expected, though all at once it all seemed to come crashing down.

Rumors began to spread of traitors in the clans. Leopardclaw tried his best to pay them no mind, though when a patrol of Windclan cats arrived at camp one day, he knew he couldn't deny the accusations any longer. When Oakstar accused him, Leopardclaw admitted his crimes, admitted it all, how he had been scared of the tom, of his own clan even, and what he would have done, knowing he had a mate and kittens. The leader seemed to have some sympathy for him, he had only been an apprentice when he had been recruited, though most of his clan didn't seem to care. They called for his exile, and that demand was agreed. He was allowed to say his good byes, though his attempts to placate his mate ended with a swift swipe to the face. He decided not to push the matter, only getting to say a quick, and distant good by to his kits, only pausing to speak to Oakstar before he left, asking the leader to make sure his kits were taken care of. Naturally, he agreed, before the tom left without a fuss.

|Rogue / 18+ Moons :: |

Scared and not wanting to anger his former clan mates more than he already had, Leopardclaw left the only place he had ever called home in his life. Not sure where else to go, he sought shelter in a barn on the opposite side of the river, just outside of Riverclan territory.

Devastated and depressed, Leopardclaw soon took a trip out to mother mouth, debating for a long time about running away, leaving the clans behind and finding a new life, though even though he had been shunned, he decided he could not leave his kits, even if they never wanted to see him again. He returned to the barn and slowly came to terms with his new life as a rogue, though he has found it strange living on his own.

[ Heritage ]
| Father's Side ||
father || Rosettepelt || Warrior || NPC || Alive

paternal grandmother || Dapplefur || Elder || NPC || Alive
paternal grandfather || Blackear || elder || NPC || Deceased

paternal uncle || Goldengaze || Warrior || NPC || Alive

| Mother's Side ||
mother || Maplenose || Warrior || NPC || Alive

maternal grandmother || Oakpelt || elder || NPC || Alive
maternal grandfather || Cloudfoot || elder || NPC  || Alive

| Siblings |
Hawkflight || Sister || Warrior || NPC || Alive
Leafstorm || Sister || Warrior || NPC || Alive

| Mate(s) | Swirlleaf (former)
| Kit(s) | Lionkit , BRIARKIT , Wildkit

[ Relationship Tracker ]

★ t r i v i a

Likes:
♦ Thing || Warm beds
♦ Smell || The nursary
♦ Food || anything that flies
♦ Place || Thunderclan camp
♦ Feeling || prickly grass
♦ Sound || slow rain

Dislikes:
♦ Thing || sitting still
♦ Smell || twoleg place
♦ Food || anything slimy
♦ Place || camp
♦ Feeling || hey
♦ Sound || heavy wind

Fears:
♦ Letting down his family/clan
♦ Being unable to help someone
♦ His children forgetting him

Dreams:
♦ To reunite with his family
♦ To rejoin Thunderclan
♦ Making Oakstar proud

Habits
♦ He has a bad habit of digging his claws into things
♦ he tends to wake up early

Hobbies
♦ Sleeping, mostly.
♦ Wondering around the territories

Theme Songs:
♦ Young God by Halsey (explicit)

♦ Self Full filling Prophecy by Maria Mena
♦ Dynasty by MIIA
♦ I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young

★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no

timezone || EST

cursing || yes
violence || yes
gore || within reason
Sexual || I don't do R rated rps, but i'm fine with flirty rp

role play example ||
  Cetus craved the solitude of a solo patrol, because of Trath and his brothers, the ginger tom could very rarely actually enjoy himself without being picked on by the three of them. The crisp autumn air helped clear his mind of Trath’s harsh words as he tried to enjoy himself. He closed his eyes, allowing his paws to lead the way as he let the worries of the rest of his life drift away. He exiled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. It was easy to forgot how stressful being in camp was. He was so used to feeling on edge that anytime he got away from everyone else, a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders.
He blinked a few times, taking in the sight of the colored leaves on the trees, finding himself near the first marker, he paused, glancing around to make sure nothing seemed out of place or strange. There had been reports of strangers spotted around the border, but he hadn’t seen anyone on his way over, not that he was paying much attention. Cetus was convinced they were just rouges passing through and it would dissipate soon.
  Nothing seemed out of place with the marking, so he moved on quickly, enjoying the look of the trees with fading leaves that looked like flames moving in the wind.

Description

[ General Information ]
| Name(s) | Leopardkit || Leopardpaw || Leopardclaw ||
| Pronunciation | Leh-pard-kl-awe

| Origins |
|| Leopard- his rosette spotted pelt
|| Claw- for his intense focus and determination
| Nickname(s) | N/A
| Age | 32 moons (Late Updated: 2/5/19 )
| Joined At | 6 moons = 12/10/17

| Birth Season | :Green Leaf: | Gemini |
| Sex | Male | Gender Identity | Male
| Breed | Bengal Cat x Abyssinian x American Short Hair x Ocicat x ect.

| Alliance(s) | Thunderclan
| Heritage | Thunderclan x Thunderclan
| Rank |  Rogue
| Mentor(s) | -
| Current Apprentice | -
| Previous Apprentice(s) | Cinderpaw
| Belief System | StarClan :: | Belief Strength | 100% ::

[ Appearance ]
| Book Description | Golden brown rosette spotted tom with green eyes
| Pelt |
| Fur Statistics |
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Rough
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Dry
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Smooth
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Soft
Short :: ●●●●●○○○○○ :: Long
| Eyes | Jade green
| Body Type | Broad, with strong shoulders and powerful legs
| Height | 15 in
| Weight | 17 lbs
| Most Noticeable Features |
his stark pelt
| Disabilities or Scars |
Claw marks over his left eye; given by Swirlleaf
Claw marks on his left flank; given by Scorchfur
| Accessories |
None!
| Body Movement | low and prowling, like a predator
| Scent | warm wood and ceder
| Voice | young, slightly high pitched

[ Statistics ]
Strength ::  Average ::   Weakness
| Battle Statistics |
8/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Strength
4/10 :: ●●●○○○○○○○ ➟ Speed
9/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Attack
4/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Tactics
4/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Endurance
7/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Defense
5/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
| Natural Senses |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Seeing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hearing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Feeling/Touch
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Smelling
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tasting

| Knowledge Skills |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Kitting and Kitcare
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Den Building
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Herb Knowledge
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Fishing Tactics
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Hunting Tactics
9/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●○ ➟ Battle Tactics
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Compassion
| Other Skills |
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Swimming
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Rock Climbing
6/10 :: ●●●●●●○○○○ ➟ Tree Climbing
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Leaping
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Night Vision
1/10 :: ●○○○○○○○○○ ➟ Rabbit Chasing
2/10 :: ●●○○○○○○○○ ➟ Leading
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Tracking
[ Romantic Relations ]
| Orientation | Pansexual, polyamorous
| Preference(s) | Someone confident who can stand up to him. He's not really looking to settle down right now, but he is looking to test the waters.
| Looking For |  Yes :: No
Quick Fling
Lasting Relationship
Not Sure
| Currently Attracted to |

Swirlleaf || ANP
| Previous Attractions/Relationships |

Scorchfur (NPC)
| Sexual Activity | yes
| Relationship Statistics |
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Charisma
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Loyalty
4/10 :: ●●●●○○○○○○ ➟ Respect
5/10 :: ●●●●●○○○○○ ➟ Devotion
8/10 :: ●●●●●●●●○○ ➟ Flirtatiousness
10/10 :: ●●●●●●●●●● ➟ Sexuality
[ Personality ]
Positive ::   Neutral ::  Negative ::  Hidden
[ Confident | :: | Definition: feeling or showing confidence in oneself or one's abilities or qualities. ]
Leopardclaw is not afraid to show off and can not be easily shaken or intimidated (for better or for worse). He works hard, and he's more than willing to volunteer for difficult tasks and assignments. He's ready for anything and everything. Even now as a rogue, he had faith in his training and ability to care for himself, while far from perfect, he's not dying and takes a lot of comfort in his abilities, especially since the only cat he can really lean on is himself.

[ Hardworking | :: | Definition: (of a person) tending to work with energy and commitment; diligent. ]
He talks a big talk, but he can also walk the walk. He works hard to be the best he can be. He has big dreams, and he is going to make it happen. He gets frustrated with failure and won't give up until its perfect. He is more than willing to go above and beyond to help someone, considering his current lot in life, Leopardclaw seems to have taken Oakstar's words to heart, and is truly trying to better himself.

[ Charismatic | :: | Definition: exercising a compelling charm which inspires devotion in others. ]

Leoparclaw had grown into quiet the talker. Grown out of a need to keep his reputation clean, he has a knack of talking his way out of his problems, especially since he has taken an aversion to a more hands on approach.

[ Goal orientated | :: | Definition: concerned with or focused on achieving a particular aim or result. ]
Leopardclaw has a hard time letting things go. Once he gets something in his mind, he needs to see it to the end, even if everyone is telling him to stop. If he sees something is right, then he will fight for it until he is blue in the face, even to the detriment to himself. Currently, he is hyper focused on trying to rejoin thunderclan, or at the very least, get onto better terms with his former clan mates.

[ Honest | :: | Definition: free of deceit; truthful and sincere. ]
Given the sudden fallout in his life, Leopardclaw has tried his best to be honest in all of his interactions. Lying to his clanmates for so long really weighed on the tom, he wants to be free of that overbearing feeling and tries his best to be truthful without being cruel.

[ Cautious | :: | Definition: careful to avoid potential problems or dangers. ]
Ever since his split with Thunderclan, Leopardclaw has been rather jumpy. He's wary around strangers, especially other clan cats and doesn't open up easily. It takes some time to get past the tom's quiet exterior, though he has a lot more to offer. He doesn't jump into situations like he used to when he had the backing of his whole clan, and is constantly afraid of being caught in a place where he is not supposed to be.

[ Vain | :: | Definition: having or showing an excessively high opinion of one's appearance, abilities, or worth. ]

While somewhat suppressed now, Leopardclaw is still quiet fond of his appearance and hearing himself talk. He doesn't so much talk about himself or his accomplishments, actually he tends to hide them, though he is rather fond of preening himself and keeping himself clean and put together, he can be pretty easily won over via flattery.

[ Reserved | :: | Definition: slow to reveal emotion or opinions ]

Leopardclaw tries his best to keep to himself. He doesn't want to cause trouble and he most certainly doesn't want to start anything with anybody. He's very non confrontational when possible and mostly just tries to stay out of everyone's way.

[ Self-critical | :: | Definition: critical of oneself or one's actions in a self-aware or unduly disapproving manner. ]
Leopardclaw is very critical of himself. He beats himself up over his failures. They hang over his head, making him work even harder to over come them.

[ Obsessive | :: | Definition: affected by an obsession. ]
He can't let things go. He gets ideas in his head, be it his failures, or something he isn't supposed to do, and he just can't stop thinking about it. He has a hard time letting this go and getting over obstacles. He often has a hard time sleeping because of this.

[ Outgoing | :: | Definition: friendly and socially confident. ]
Since his exile, Leopardclaw has found himself more distant. It takes a bit more to get this tom to open up, though once you soften him up, he makes friends very easily. He's has a knack for making others open up to him as he has a non judging air about him, considering his own past, very few cats he would consider unsavable.

| Personality Type | :ESFP:
[ History ]
[ Before Birth :: Kithood / 0-6 moons :: Apprenticeship / 6-12 moons :: Adulthood / 12+ moons ]
| Before Birth :: |
Leopardpaw's parents had trained together as apprentices. They had sparked a rivalry in their early moons, both driving each other to do their best. As they grew older, everyone joked that they acted like an old mated couple, and they hated it. For a very long time, the claimed to not even be friends, but sworn enemies. As they both grew closer to becoming warriors, it became a running joke, as they spent too much time together to not be friends. Rosettepaw was named Rosettefur for his beautifully spotted fur, and Maplepaw became Maplenose, for her quick intuition.

The two began seeing each other in secret, mostly to keep away the gossip, as the jokes of their apprenticeship still followed them, though when Maplenose found herself heavy with kits, they couldn't hide it anymore, though no one was surprised. She was a smart, clever she-cat, one of the few that would call Rosettefur out when his head got too big.

Her pregnancy went smoothly, giving birth to three, beautiful healthy kittens one early morning, two she-cats, and a beautiful tom, the spitting imagine of his father. Without thought, she named his Leopardkit, and for once, Rosettefur was so full of pride, he couldn't argue.

| Kithood / 0-6 moons :: |
Leopardkit ran the nursery, and his two sisters, Lionkit and Hawkit were happy to play along. They played well together, the young tom loved to play leader and lead fake battles. He was a constant terror to anyone who gave them the time of time, ambushing warriors at the fresh-kill pile, constantly bugging apprentices to show them battle stances and play fight with them. Maplenose and Rosettefur had their paws full trying to keep the three of them busy and out of everyone's way.

As he grew older, Leopardkit grew frustrated with being forced to stay in camp. He was nearly old enough to be apprenticed, and he wanted to be out there, patrolling and fighting rouges and shadow clan warriors. For some reason he was convinced that the clan was at war (they were not) and he desperately wanted to help. It became a terrible drain on his mother keeping him in line, as he tried over and over to follow his father out of camp, once succeeding, only to be immediately brought back by the tom and given a stern talk. Leopardkit desperately wanted to be like his father, and the tom tried his best to make his son understand just what that meant. He made his son promise to behave until he was old enough to be apprenticed, and he agreed, sticking to his word.

Maplenose was proud of her children as they were made apprentices, grooming them all until their golden pelts gleamed in the sun. They all sat together as a family, watching as one by one as he kits were given to their mentors.

| Apprenticeship / 6-10 moons :: |
Leopardkit was named Leopardpaw and give Dawnfrost as a mentor. He hadn't know of her before his apprenticeship, but she was straightforward and strict with him. Regardless of what he thought of the cat, he was more excited to be named an apprentice, feeling like he could actually do something. Leopardpaw threw himself into his training as he grew bigger, and bigger every day, already nearly the size of a warrior, it was clear he would be a hulking beast by the time he was named a warrior, though hopefully with a little learned patience.

Early into his apprenticeship, Leopardpaw was approached by a cat in his sleep. At first, he wasn't sure what to think, but quickly, this tom, Scorchfur was visiting him every night, bringing him to a clearing, offering to train him for seemingly nothing. He was skeptical at first, but he was persuaded by the idea to get ahead, and ahead he did. With twice the training time, he shot ahead of his denmates, he was bigger and stronger and fiercer, though he was often exhausted, his nights being occupied by training, and his days training, most of his free time was spent sleeping whenever he could. Because of this, he often felt distanced from the other apprentices, too busy or too tired to stop and talk or complain and do what other apprentices did.

It seemed his dedication wasn't only noticed by his clan, but by another. He was approached by a tom to meet him in shadow clan territory after dark with the promise of power. In exchange for his loyalty, the rogue offered him some assistance, a set up to get him noticed and being made a warrior early. Leopardpaw agreed and they set their plan into motion, having the rogue essentially knock out a clan mate only to have them be 'saved' by him. Given the situation the clans were in, he most certainly was noticed and his ceremony was held later that night.

|Warriorhood / 10 -17 Moons :: |

Leopardclaw held his silent watch, glad to be free of at least some of the stress of training, though he soon discovered Scorchfur wasn't done with him yet, and it wasn't much longer when he had to hold up his end of the Rogues bargain.

Smallflower had been his first victim. He hadn't planned on killing her honestly, it had all been a matter of opportunity. With the rogue's words echoing in his mind he tried his best to make it quick, catching her off guard and using that to his advantage. He took her out by the thunderpath, not too far from Shadowclan territory, hoping that his clan mates either thought they had been hit by a monster, or failing that, Shadowclan was responsible. Naturally, that plan failed, though it seemed most of the clan seemed to think Smallslower had been killed by the rogue. He decided to roll with that plan as he continued to follow the rogues instruction, though as he matured, he realized the rogue had not been entirely honest with his intentions.

As he aged, his temper seemed to quell some, as even some of the cats he had argued with as an apprentice, he found himself friends with. One particular stand out was Swirlpaw, an apprentice who was only one moon young than he was, though considering he had been made a warrior two moons early, he found himself her superior. The young she-cat seemed to take to the new, mature tom and the two found that they hit it off rather well.

It was around the time that Swirlpaw earned her warrior name, Swirlleaf, that the tom began feeling more torn about his loyalties. He had never enjoyed killing his clan mates, though at first, with Scorchfur's push, he felt like he had been working towards something, but with the death of Adderstar, and each of the clans' leader being attacked by the mysterious rogue Tobi Leopardclaw found himself in over his head. The attacks in Thunderclan tappered off, only maintaining enough to keep the rogue off his back. He had threatened the four traitors that he would hunt down their loved ones if they ever betrayed him, and with his growing fondness for Swirlleaf, he found himself not willing to take the risk and too scared to speak up knowing full well what the consequences would be.

He and Swirlleaf were still young when they announced their mateship, and no one was completely surprised when at about the same time, Swirlleaf announced that she was pregnant with his kits. Leopardclaw had not heard much from either Tobi or the other traitors, though it wasn't until he heard about the death of the tom that he allowed himself to breath easy for the first time in a long time. Finally, everything seemed to be going well for once. Not long after, Swirlleaf gave birth to four kittens, unfortunately however, their first was still born. Leopardclaw tried not to dwell on the loss too greatly, considering they had three other kittens to love and care for, though he could tell the loss really hurt his mate. He was happy however, to see two of his kittens had his golden pelt and one even with similar spots, and even another that looked just as beautiful as Swirlleaf. He really could not have been happier. The two of them named their kittens Lionkit, Wildkit, and Briarkit, all happy and healthy kittens.

Leopardclaw staid in the nursery with them and his mate, considering she was the only queen at the time, he felt like he could justify taking up the space to spend time with his family. Fatherhood seemed becoming of the tom, as he doted on his children even more than would be expected, though all at once it all seemed to come crashing down.

Rumors began to spread of traitors in the clans. Leopardclaw tried his best to pay them no mind, though when a patrol of Windclan cats arrived at camp one day, he knew he couldn't deny the accusations any longer. When Oakstar accused him, Leopardclaw admitted his crimes, admitted it all, how he had been scared of the tom, of his own clan even, and what he would have done, knowing he had a mate and kittens. The leader seemed to have some sympathy for him, he had only been an apprentice when he had been recruited, though most of his clan didn't seem to care. They called for his exile, and that demand was agreed. He was allowed to say his good byes, though his attempts to placate his mate ended with a swift swipe to the face. He decided not to push the matter, only getting to say a quick, and distant good by to his kits, only pausing to speak to Oakstar before he left, asking the leader to make sure his kits were taken care of. Naturally, he agreed, before the tom left without a fuss.

|Rogue / 18+ Moons :: |

Scared and not wanting to anger his former clan mates more than he already had, Leopardclaw left the only place he had ever called home in his life. Not sure where else to go, he sought shelter in a barn on the opposite side of the river, just outside of Riverclan territory.

Devastated and depressed, Leopardclaw soon took a trip out to mother mouth, debating for a long time about running away, leaving the clans behind and finding a new life, though even though he had been shunned, he decided he could not leave his kits, even if they never wanted to see him again. He returned to the barn and slowly came to terms with his new life as a rogue, though he has found it strange living on his own.

[ Heritage ]
| Father's Side ||
father || Rosettepelt || Warrior || NPC || Alive

paternal grandmother || Dapplefur || Elder || NPC || Alive
paternal grandfather || Blackear || elder || NPC || Deceased

paternal uncle || Goldengaze || Warrior || NPC || Alive

| Mother's Side ||
mother || Maplenose || Warrior || NPC || Alive

maternal grandmother || Oakpelt || elder || NPC || Alive
maternal grandfather || Cloudfoot || elder || NPC  || Alive

| Siblings |
Hawkflight || Sister || Warrior || NPC || Alive
Leafstorm || Sister || Warrior || NPC || Alive

| Mate(s) | Swirlleaf (former)
| Kit(s) | Lionkit , BRIARKIT , Wildkit

[ Relationship Tracker ]

★ t r i v i a

Likes:
♦ Thing || Warm beds
♦ Smell || The nursary
♦ Food || anything that flies
♦ Place || Thunderclan camp
♦ Feeling || prickly grass
♦ Sound || slow rain

Dislikes:
♦ Thing || sitting still
♦ Smell || twoleg place
♦ Food || anything slimy
♦ Place || camp
♦ Feeling || hey
♦ Sound || heavy wind

Fears:
♦ Letting down his family/clan
♦ Being unable to help someone
♦ His children forgetting him

Dreams:
♦ To reunite with his family
♦ To rejoin Thunderclan
♦ Making Oakstar proud

Habits
♦ He has a bad habit of digging his claws into things
♦ he tends to wake up early

Hobbies
♦ Sleeping, mostly.
♦ Wondering around the territories

Theme Songs:
♦ Young God by Halsey (explicit)

♦ Self Full filling Prophecy by Maria Mena
♦ Dynasty by MIIA
♦ I'll Be Good by Jaymes Young

★ r o l e p l a y
(♥) yes || (★) maybe/depends || (○) no

timezone || EST

cursing || yes
violence || yes
gore || within reason
Sexual || I don't do R rated rps, but i'm fine with flirty rp

role play example ||
  Cetus craved the solitude of a solo patrol, because of Trath and his brothers, the ginger tom could very rarely actually enjoy himself without being picked on by the three of them. The crisp autumn air helped clear his mind of Trath’s harsh words as he tried to enjoy himself. He closed his eyes, allowing his paws to lead the way as he let the worries of the rest of his life drift away. He exiled a breath he didn’t realize he was holding. It was easy to forgot how stressful being in camp was. He was so used to feeling on edge that anytime he got away from everyone else, a huge weight was lifted off his shoulders.
He blinked a few times, taking in the sight of the colored leaves on the trees, finding himself near the first marker, he paused, glancing around to make sure nothing seemed out of place or strange. There had been reports of strangers spotted around the border, but he hadn’t seen anyone on his way over, not that he was paying much attention. Cetus was convinced they were just rouges passing through and it would dissipate soon.
  Nothing seemed out of place with the marking, so he moved on quickly, enjoying the look of the trees with fading leaves that looked like flames moving in the wind.