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EDIT
*Elesette Did a redline for me and helped me see what I was doing wrong in the anatomy of felines. I helped a lot. I was able to go back and redraw the out line. I still need to practice with it, but I am happier with it now :3 Thank you so much! I am happier with how this came out! Looks more like a cat then a dog with a cat face haha

A slow work in progress for the group since FoxSnarl is deputy of the ThunderClan -pimpn- I really just want to make sure his design is acceptable. He is a mix of a Turkish Van and Snowshoe feline. Giving him the more foxy look ;D I really adore his design and I think I did a nice job mixing the two breeds :3 I'll upload a finish reff once I get everything cleared and I know what info to add and such <3 I need to work on my cat anatomy more >_>'''

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Basic Information

Name: FoxSnarl
Age: 2 1/2 years
Gender: Tom/Male
Breed: Turkish Van/ Snowshoe Mix
Rank: Deputy
Clan: Thunder Clan

Personality:
Quiet || Cold || Insightful || Willful || Survivalist || Witty || Intelligent

Foxsnarl has a reputation as being as cold as the winter that bore him. He tends to keep to himself on most days, giving advice were it is needed and sometimes when it is not. He has a nasty habit of getting himself into a battle of wits with other felines, he tends to be a bit of a know it all. Yet despite his cold demeanor, he tends to be more peaceful and quiet. He is able to be witty with a joke or two, but those are on rare days. He tends to keep everyone at a distance, letting none get to close to him. FoxSnarl fears abandonment, something he had suffered from since a young feline With this he lets known truly know him.

History:

||Miracle of Life||
Oh how the nights were long and the air was cold enough to freeze one's insides. It was a freezing winter one of the worst the clan has seen. Most stayed in their dens trying to fight of the curse of winters kiss upon the clans. It was then in the midst of it all a Queen named Honeydew and her mate Snaggleclaw, gave a miracle that season of no leaf. The miracle of life. Two kits were born into the clan first was Foxkit and then Darkkit. Darkkit was the first to open his eyes and see the wonders this world had to offer. Next was Foxkit, and boy was he utterly amazed. Look at the world! So brand new and exciting. Unlike his brother who seemed all the willing to go out and play and be like a normal kit. Foxkit found himself being more reclusive, not wanting to be apart from the ones he knew, this world was new and fascinating, but it was also big and unknown. Yet with his brothers help and the courage he mustered from his parents he was soon bale to go out and explore the camp. it was enough for Foxkit to have his thirst of exploring. Even at a young age, Foxkit's intelligence was a bit remarkable, he caught on quickly and was able to mimic others with ease. An apple of his father's eye most would say. Though Foxkit always yearned to make his mother proud, a mama's boy at heart he was.

Soon the cold winter that plagued the clan left, and new leaf was here, and oh how exciting was that. Foxkit was close to his brother and family, he was always nervous and quiet amongst the other kits, afraid to say something. He had his brother and his family and that was all that really mattered to him. Yet the sickness came along, the green cough. It took many by surprise, even worst it took his brother, Darkkit. Foxkit refused to leave his brothers side when most told him to stay away and not risk getting it. Foxkit didn't care, why should something like that separate him from not only his brother, but his best friend. He would not be moved. Those nights he told his brother wonderful stories, letting him not miss out on anything when he was stuck inside the den, trying his best to be nursed back to health.

||I'll Make A Warrior Out Of You||
Yet amongst his brother being sick, the leader found what he did to be heartfelt, a true act of love. It was then, that Foxkit became Foxpaw. He trained all day with his mentor, doing what all was needed and it was amongst those times he learned the necessity of staying true to the clan, that one should take their own life for the clan. Foxpaw understood that with ease. It was within a few moons, that his brother regained his health and joined the ranks of being an apprentice. Foxpaw felt complete now, he had his brother and his clan and that's what mattered. It was until one day, early in the day, before the sun even began to rise, the two had a plan. They had a desire to prove themselves, to show they were ready to be hunters. Soon quickly the two vanished out of their dens and dashed off into the forest. Except little did they know the horrors they were causing. As they stalked about the forest their parents yowled with concern. Their kits gone, they told the clan and soon the clan was out rushing to fin them following their scent. Yet when the rain kicked in, their scent vanished, just like their hope.

The clan rushed around, yet the with the heavy rain it began to grow tiresome and hard. The mud slipped and their parents feared the worse. Too close to the river they thought, their hearts raced and pounded as they dashed to check the river praying to starclan above that their kits were alive. As the storm raged on and lightning crackled in the sky, the two brothers were able to make it home, back to the clan. Scared and wet they were as the clan spoke to them, telling them they had rules for a reason. The brothers looked for their parents and the clan soon went silent... Did they not know either? Foxpaw stayed up all day and as the clan went out to search for their parents. Yet as the hours turned to days it became very clear their parents were gone, taken to starclan.

With that news Foxpaw instantly took a change of heart, he closed up all the more and pushed others away to the point he let none know how he was. This wasn't how it should be, this couldn't happen... It was a mistake that's all it was. Yet Foxpaw needed someone to blame and all he could do was blame himself. He broke the rules, Starclan and clans have rules for a reason. So they punished him by taking his parents away. Foxpaw understood the cruelty that Star Clan possessed. Bitterness took over him, as the young apprentice was seen with a scowl more then a smile. his demeanor changed all at once. His brother took the news far worse then he, not being able to cope with all the emotions that flooded though him. Foxpaw vowed he'd protect his brother that night they mourned for their parents. He vowed to never let anything like this happen to his only brother. It was all he had left.

As the moons passed it was time for the ceremony of the clans, the brothers were able to attend and with that news, the two could not help, but show some excitement! It was something they would stay up late talking about, how they'd see the others clans and see the greatest of warriors and leaders. The time has come and two couldn't help, but want to dash forwards run and see the others. The closer they got, the more nervous Foxpaw grew, he was worried, what if the others knew of the mistake that has plagued his dreams at night? The other clans would judge them? Wouldn't they? He could see it in their eyes, he was sure of it, see that hint of pity in them. He shook his head vigorously, trying to free his mind of such thoughts, it was not the time for that now. As they reached the meeting place, Foxpaw stayed amongst his clan. Knowing it was a bit dangerous to make friends with other clan cats, they could make one test one's loyalty to the clan, break the rules. He would have none of that at all. Yet his brother was another sort, he was off speaking to a shadowclan cat, a young female. Hmpf. It was foolish, Foxpaw thought and soon walked over and his cold side crept in as well as his jealousy, not of his brother, yet of the female. It was HIS brother not hers, she had no right... Foxpaw made his presence known to the two and soon separated the two that night, but there was only so much he could do. He made a promise to starclan, he would keep his brother safe, he would.

||Warrior Time||

Soon the time came for Foxpaw to become Foxsnarl. Given to his odd markings on the left side of his face, he looked fierce and cruel when he snarled or hissed. Foxsnarl took the name with pride. All the cats yowled with approval and FoxSnarl slowly began to warm up just a bit, as things were finally going right. Little did he know of his brother who was sneaking off with a ShadowClan female. FoxSnarl was out doing border patrol, when he saw the thing he dreaded the most. There was his brother with that female from ShadowClan. He couldn't help, but sneer, his eyes narrowed and for a moment he felt him slip away, this was it, it was the bitter betrayal. "What are you doing?!" Foxsnarl remembered growling at his brother. His brother spoke of love and how he cared for her so dearly, he was going with her, he was going to be with her... Something in Foxsnarl suddenly snapped, his brother was dead to now. This cat before him, it wasn't his brother... His brother wouldn't choose a female over his clan, his family, even himself? No it wasn't possible! Foxsnarl raised his hackles. "How dare you betray everyone! Love her? She will be your demise, brother." he spat out bitterly. Soon the two decked it out, the female scampered off not wanting to be involved with the two large males battle. It was bloody and soon went downhill. Foxsnarl to this day has no idea were the strength came from, but with a sudden fierce swipe of his paw, he heard the audible snap. Foxsnarl halted and stared, what has he done? Yet he couldn't remember vaguely what happened all he remembered was his brother running off with that female in ShadowClan territory. A part of him died that day.... The day his brother died.

Despite the heartache of him loosing his brother, he confessed everything to his leader, and understood what punishment he deserved. He had extra duties and as the moons passed he was hard at work still keeping the extra duties. He was helping out the clan, doing as much as he could as well being a good help with mentors and apprentices. The leader couldn't help, but notice this as well as they ways he had help the clan greatly during the leaf bare. So it wasn't long, that he was named Deputy of the clan. All the cats agreed, or at least agreed to their faces that he was the perfect choice for Deputy.

Foxsnarl now Deputy of ThunderClan, looks after his clan with pride. Not much he wouldn't do for his clan, most wonder if he would ever settle down start a family and help Thunder Clan grow, yet he has no interest in love or love making. He see's how it can cloud judgement and make one decide things unwisely. He learned from watching Brokenjaw and how everything crumbled for him when he risked everything for love, and got nothing at all. It was better not to love then to have it and loose it.

-To Be Continued As He Grows Older-

Strengths:
Stealth || Quick Witted || Survivalist

Stealth
Foxsnarl may not be the strongest or the fastest of the clans, yet his ability to remain silent and live within the shadows is a bit amazing. Used to being silent all the time, he can accidentally sneak up on others with out trying.

Quick
Lacking strength and speed, FoxSnarl makes up it, with brain power. He is smart and tends to be witty when it comes to dealing with the lesser intelligent. He uses his tongue to try to get himself out of trouble when it arises and for the most part it works

Survivalist
Foxsnarl knows the way of the lands how nothing is certain until its happening. He moves and changes as the world around him does. His hunting style changes as the prey does and he knows how to adapt. He also is quick smart dealing with hunting skill as well as battle strategies. One of the main reasons he became Deputy

Flaws/Weaknesses
Cold Heart || Locked Up ||

Cold Heart
FoxSnarl tends to be cold towards those he finds as being rule breakers and those who question their loyalty to the clan. His attitude comes off as harsh and cold, making it hard for him to relate to others as well as make friends. Most think he has a heart of ice ever since he lost his parents as well as brother. Most pity the feline as they assume this is the only way he can cope with such a loss.

Locked Up
Foxsnarl keeps all his emotions and thoughts and secrets to himself. he barely lets others know him, actually know him. His mind is always wheeling, he is intelligence, but he is a hard cat to read, he can easily hide away his emotions even in his eyes. It took moons for him to be able to do this, but he has mastered it. Yet this is another hindrance of how he can never be close to another, making it nearly impossible for others to be all that close to him. He gives out advice and is quiet helpful, just with himself, he is a locke dup chest, letting none take a peak at what is truly inside.

Extra Information
FoxSnarl is afraid of bees. He truly hates them, but he has a slight allergic reaction to them, so his fear is understandable. Since his leg was stung and it ended up swelling up. Now he avoid bees like they were the plague.

FoxSnarl has never experienced any sort of love. He doesn't understand such emotions, and can easily get embarrassed if the opposite gender flirts with him. He looses his wits and his tongue gets all tied up. Making him a bit of a nervous wreck. A rare sight to see.

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Relationships:
Hate
Dislike
Unsure..
Acquaintance
Respect
Trust
Close Friend
Friend
Crush
unsure/mixed Feelings- likes a lot
Love
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||ThunderClan||

Earthfang
She seems a bit stand offish, not letting much get to know her or be close to her. I feel bad for her and a part of me wants to help her, and I wonder if she will let me. I know I am not the greatest to confide in, but I will always listen an take time out for a feline in need.

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||RiverClan||
None Yet

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||SkyClan||
None Yet

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||ShadowClan||
BrokenJaw: You are dead to me. You are no brother of mine... Family, duty honor, it seems you threw it all away for a female and look were it ended you. Do not speak to me, do not look my way. For if I met your gaze, you will see nothing in my eyes, for that is truly what you are to me. Nothing. My brother died many moons ago.

I am starting to understand, and I can't help, but say I did you wrong.... Starclan help me for what I have done to you.

||Flarestalker: She was indeed different then what I expected from the shadowclan. She seems so sure of herself and seems to worry very little of what others think of her. I can't help, but admire her for that, for being so carefree.... so wonderful. I am confused on whats been going on, I enjoy seeing her and being around her, yet a part me feels as if this was destined to stop. If it does I am not sure what I'll do...

I can't seem to get her out of my mind, I find her so captivating, a part of me keeps looking across the border wondering she will be there, if she will see me and smile. You have not known true beauty, until you see her smile. It wipes away my sorrow and makes my day that much better. I am not sure what I am feeling, but I am enjoying it and I hope... truly hope she feels the same way too.

Pallidprancer:
Newly met this feline and I can't help, but believe we share so much in common almost eyrie like. I find it odd I have speaking with so many Shadowclan cats, yet he is a feline I would enjoy knowing more about.

Hot List
Sexual activity
Minor activity
Regret

None ;A;

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||WindClan||
None Yet

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Fan Art

______________________________
RP Example

The wind howled and screamed all about the open woods of the clan. It was a cold and dreary day, it seemed to match FoxSnarl's attitude to a 'T'. A scowl was seen on his face, as his mode darkened all the more. the wind was ruining hunts for most felines as it tossed and turned about giving prey their scents. It made training harder, most little felines where concerned they would get swept away by the large gust of wind, not like FoxSnarl could really blame them. The winds and the weather was getting worse as the day progressed, the clouds looked ready to burst with rain. FoxSnarl looked up to the skies wondering if StarClan enjoyed messing with him like such, the night before he dreamed of his family again, the night they vanished, he saw them get swept away into the water never to be seen again. Now look at the weather it was just like that night. Did starclan still hold a grudge against him for breaking the rules? he was young and foolish, yet such an act, well it made everything he love get taken away.

Ears pinned to his skull as he padded out into the forest, his eyes looked up at the sky as the rain suddenly fell to the ground. It was hard and within seconds FoxSnarl was soaked to the bone "WHY!" He cried out with agony. Why? Did Starclan enjoy his pain, enjoy taking away all things he treasured family wise? He didn't know, he was never meant to understand the way of Starclan, never would. As the rain fell down on him and he looked around seeing he was alone, he fell to the ground and there in the silence of the storm, he let it all out, all his pain all the bitterness he held onto. He let the emotions spill out liek the tears from his eyes. Oh what a sight to see, oh how the mighty have fallen.

Description
EDIT
*Elesette Did a redline for me and helped me see what I was doing wrong in the anatomy of felines. I helped a lot. I was able to go back and redraw the out line. I still need to practice with it, but I am happier with it now :3 Thank you so much! I am happier with how this came out! Looks more like a cat then a dog with a cat face haha

A slow work in progress for the group since FoxSnarl is deputy of the ThunderClan -pimpn- I really just want to make sure his design is acceptable. He is a mix of a Turkish Van and Snowshoe feline. Giving him the more foxy look ;D I really adore his design and I think I did a nice job mixing the two breeds :3 I'll upload a finish reff once I get everything cleared and I know what info to add and such <3 I need to work on my cat anatomy more >_>'''

_______________________________________
Basic Information

Name: FoxSnarl
Age: 2 1/2 years
Gender: Tom/Male
Breed: Turkish Van/ Snowshoe Mix
Rank: Deputy
Clan: Thunder Clan

Personality:
Quiet || Cold || Insightful || Willful || Survivalist || Witty || Intelligent

Foxsnarl has a reputation as being as cold as the winter that bore him. He tends to keep to himself on most days, giving advice were it is needed and sometimes when it is not. He has a nasty habit of getting himself into a battle of wits with other felines, he tends to be a bit of a know it all. Yet despite his cold demeanor, he tends to be more peaceful and quiet. He is able to be witty with a joke or two, but those are on rare days. He tends to keep everyone at a distance, letting none get to close to him. FoxSnarl fears abandonment, something he had suffered from since a young feline With this he lets known truly know him.

History:

||Miracle of Life||
Oh how the nights were long and the air was cold enough to freeze one's insides. It was a freezing winter one of the worst the clan has seen. Most stayed in their dens trying to fight of the curse of winters kiss upon the clans. It was then in the midst of it all a Queen named Honeydew and her mate Snaggleclaw, gave a miracle that season of no leaf. The miracle of life. Two kits were born into the clan first was Foxkit and then Darkkit. Darkkit was the first to open his eyes and see the wonders this world had to offer. Next was Foxkit, and boy was he utterly amazed. Look at the world! So brand new and exciting. Unlike his brother who seemed all the willing to go out and play and be like a normal kit. Foxkit found himself being more reclusive, not wanting to be apart from the ones he knew, this world was new and fascinating, but it was also big and unknown. Yet with his brothers help and the courage he mustered from his parents he was soon bale to go out and explore the camp. it was enough for Foxkit to have his thirst of exploring. Even at a young age, Foxkit's intelligence was a bit remarkable, he caught on quickly and was able to mimic others with ease. An apple of his father's eye most would say. Though Foxkit always yearned to make his mother proud, a mama's boy at heart he was.

Soon the cold winter that plagued the clan left, and new leaf was here, and oh how exciting was that. Foxkit was close to his brother and family, he was always nervous and quiet amongst the other kits, afraid to say something. He had his brother and his family and that was all that really mattered to him. Yet the sickness came along, the green cough. It took many by surprise, even worst it took his brother, Darkkit. Foxkit refused to leave his brothers side when most told him to stay away and not risk getting it. Foxkit didn't care, why should something like that separate him from not only his brother, but his best friend. He would not be moved. Those nights he told his brother wonderful stories, letting him not miss out on anything when he was stuck inside the den, trying his best to be nursed back to health.

||I'll Make A Warrior Out Of You||
Yet amongst his brother being sick, the leader found what he did to be heartfelt, a true act of love. It was then, that Foxkit became Foxpaw. He trained all day with his mentor, doing what all was needed and it was amongst those times he learned the necessity of staying true to the clan, that one should take their own life for the clan. Foxpaw understood that with ease. It was within a few moons, that his brother regained his health and joined the ranks of being an apprentice. Foxpaw felt complete now, he had his brother and his clan and that's what mattered. It was until one day, early in the day, before the sun even began to rise, the two had a plan. They had a desire to prove themselves, to show they were ready to be hunters. Soon quickly the two vanished out of their dens and dashed off into the forest. Except little did they know the horrors they were causing. As they stalked about the forest their parents yowled with concern. Their kits gone, they told the clan and soon the clan was out rushing to fin them following their scent. Yet when the rain kicked in, their scent vanished, just like their hope.

The clan rushed around, yet the with the heavy rain it began to grow tiresome and hard. The mud slipped and their parents feared the worse. Too close to the river they thought, their hearts raced and pounded as they dashed to check the river praying to starclan above that their kits were alive. As the storm raged on and lightning crackled in the sky, the two brothers were able to make it home, back to the clan. Scared and wet they were as the clan spoke to them, telling them they had rules for a reason. The brothers looked for their parents and the clan soon went silent... Did they not know either? Foxpaw stayed up all day and as the clan went out to search for their parents. Yet as the hours turned to days it became very clear their parents were gone, taken to starclan.

With that news Foxpaw instantly took a change of heart, he closed up all the more and pushed others away to the point he let none know how he was. This wasn't how it should be, this couldn't happen... It was a mistake that's all it was. Yet Foxpaw needed someone to blame and all he could do was blame himself. He broke the rules, Starclan and clans have rules for a reason. So they punished him by taking his parents away. Foxpaw understood the cruelty that Star Clan possessed. Bitterness took over him, as the young apprentice was seen with a scowl more then a smile. his demeanor changed all at once. His brother took the news far worse then he, not being able to cope with all the emotions that flooded though him. Foxpaw vowed he'd protect his brother that night they mourned for their parents. He vowed to never let anything like this happen to his only brother. It was all he had left.

As the moons passed it was time for the ceremony of the clans, the brothers were able to attend and with that news, the two could not help, but show some excitement! It was something they would stay up late talking about, how they'd see the others clans and see the greatest of warriors and leaders. The time has come and two couldn't help, but want to dash forwards run and see the others. The closer they got, the more nervous Foxpaw grew, he was worried, what if the others knew of the mistake that has plagued his dreams at night? The other clans would judge them? Wouldn't they? He could see it in their eyes, he was sure of it, see that hint of pity in them. He shook his head vigorously, trying to free his mind of such thoughts, it was not the time for that now. As they reached the meeting place, Foxpaw stayed amongst his clan. Knowing it was a bit dangerous to make friends with other clan cats, they could make one test one's loyalty to the clan, break the rules. He would have none of that at all. Yet his brother was another sort, he was off speaking to a shadowclan cat, a young female. Hmpf. It was foolish, Foxpaw thought and soon walked over and his cold side crept in as well as his jealousy, not of his brother, yet of the female. It was HIS brother not hers, she had no right... Foxpaw made his presence known to the two and soon separated the two that night, but there was only so much he could do. He made a promise to starclan, he would keep his brother safe, he would.

||Warrior Time||

Soon the time came for Foxpaw to become Foxsnarl. Given to his odd markings on the left side of his face, he looked fierce and cruel when he snarled or hissed. Foxsnarl took the name with pride. All the cats yowled with approval and FoxSnarl slowly began to warm up just a bit, as things were finally going right. Little did he know of his brother who was sneaking off with a ShadowClan female. FoxSnarl was out doing border patrol, when he saw the thing he dreaded the most. There was his brother with that female from ShadowClan. He couldn't help, but sneer, his eyes narrowed and for a moment he felt him slip away, this was it, it was the bitter betrayal. "What are you doing?!" Foxsnarl remembered growling at his brother. His brother spoke of love and how he cared for her so dearly, he was going with her, he was going to be with her... Something in Foxsnarl suddenly snapped, his brother was dead to now. This cat before him, it wasn't his brother... His brother wouldn't choose a female over his clan, his family, even himself? No it wasn't possible! Foxsnarl raised his hackles. "How dare you betray everyone! Love her? She will be your demise, brother." he spat out bitterly. Soon the two decked it out, the female scampered off not wanting to be involved with the two large males battle. It was bloody and soon went downhill. Foxsnarl to this day has no idea were the strength came from, but with a sudden fierce swipe of his paw, he heard the audible snap. Foxsnarl halted and stared, what has he done? Yet he couldn't remember vaguely what happened all he remembered was his brother running off with that female in ShadowClan territory. A part of him died that day.... The day his brother died.

Despite the heartache of him loosing his brother, he confessed everything to his leader, and understood what punishment he deserved. He had extra duties and as the moons passed he was hard at work still keeping the extra duties. He was helping out the clan, doing as much as he could as well being a good help with mentors and apprentices. The leader couldn't help, but notice this as well as they ways he had help the clan greatly during the leaf bare. So it wasn't long, that he was named Deputy of the clan. All the cats agreed, or at least agreed to their faces that he was the perfect choice for Deputy.

Foxsnarl now Deputy of ThunderClan, looks after his clan with pride. Not much he wouldn't do for his clan, most wonder if he would ever settle down start a family and help Thunder Clan grow, yet he has no interest in love or love making. He see's how it can cloud judgement and make one decide things unwisely. He learned from watching Brokenjaw and how everything crumbled for him when he risked everything for love, and got nothing at all. It was better not to love then to have it and loose it.

-To Be Continued As He Grows Older-

Strengths:
Stealth || Quick Witted || Survivalist

Stealth
Foxsnarl may not be the strongest or the fastest of the clans, yet his ability to remain silent and live within the shadows is a bit amazing. Used to being silent all the time, he can accidentally sneak up on others with out trying.

Quick
Lacking strength and speed, FoxSnarl makes up it, with brain power. He is smart and tends to be witty when it comes to dealing with the lesser intelligent. He uses his tongue to try to get himself out of trouble when it arises and for the most part it works

Survivalist
Foxsnarl knows the way of the lands how nothing is certain until its happening. He moves and changes as the world around him does. His hunting style changes as the prey does and he knows how to adapt. He also is quick smart dealing with hunting skill as well as battle strategies. One of the main reasons he became Deputy

Flaws/Weaknesses
Cold Heart || Locked Up ||

Cold Heart
FoxSnarl tends to be cold towards those he finds as being rule breakers and those who question their loyalty to the clan. His attitude comes off as harsh and cold, making it hard for him to relate to others as well as make friends. Most think he has a heart of ice ever since he lost his parents as well as brother. Most pity the feline as they assume this is the only way he can cope with such a loss.

Locked Up
Foxsnarl keeps all his emotions and thoughts and secrets to himself. he barely lets others know him, actually know him. His mind is always wheeling, he is intelligence, but he is a hard cat to read, he can easily hide away his emotions even in his eyes. It took moons for him to be able to do this, but he has mastered it. Yet this is another hindrance of how he can never be close to another, making it nearly impossible for others to be all that close to him. He gives out advice and is quiet helpful, just with himself, he is a locke dup chest, letting none take a peak at what is truly inside.

Extra Information
FoxSnarl is afraid of bees. He truly hates them, but he has a slight allergic reaction to them, so his fear is understandable. Since his leg was stung and it ended up swelling up. Now he avoid bees like they were the plague.

FoxSnarl has never experienced any sort of love. He doesn't understand such emotions, and can easily get embarrassed if the opposite gender flirts with him. He looses his wits and his tongue gets all tied up. Making him a bit of a nervous wreck. A rare sight to see.

_________________________
Relationships:
Hate
Dislike
Unsure..
Acquaintance
Respect
Trust
Close Friend
Friend
Crush
unsure/mixed Feelings- likes a lot
Love
_____________
||ThunderClan||

Earthfang
She seems a bit stand offish, not letting much get to know her or be close to her. I feel bad for her and a part of me wants to help her, and I wonder if she will let me. I know I am not the greatest to confide in, but I will always listen an take time out for a feline in need.

_____________
||RiverClan||
None Yet

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||SkyClan||
None Yet

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||ShadowClan||
BrokenJaw: You are dead to me. You are no brother of mine... Family, duty honor, it seems you threw it all away for a female and look were it ended you. Do not speak to me, do not look my way. For if I met your gaze, you will see nothing in my eyes, for that is truly what you are to me. Nothing. My brother died many moons ago.

I am starting to understand, and I can't help, but say I did you wrong.... Starclan help me for what I have done to you.

||Flarestalker: She was indeed different then what I expected from the shadowclan. She seems so sure of herself and seems to worry very little of what others think of her. I can't help, but admire her for that, for being so carefree.... so wonderful. I am confused on whats been going on, I enjoy seeing her and being around her, yet a part me feels as if this was destined to stop. If it does I am not sure what I'll do...

I can't seem to get her out of my mind, I find her so captivating, a part of me keeps looking across the border wondering she will be there, if she will see me and smile. You have not known true beauty, until you see her smile. It wipes away my sorrow and makes my day that much better. I am not sure what I am feeling, but I am enjoying it and I hope... truly hope she feels the same way too.

Pallidprancer:
Newly met this feline and I can't help, but believe we share so much in common almost eyrie like. I find it odd I have speaking with so many Shadowclan cats, yet he is a feline I would enjoy knowing more about.

Hot List
Sexual activity
Minor activity
Regret

None ;A;

_____________
||WindClan||
None Yet

______________________________

Fan Art

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RP Example

The wind howled and screamed all about the open woods of the clan. It was a cold and dreary day, it seemed to match FoxSnarl's attitude to a 'T'. A scowl was seen on his face, as his mode darkened all the more. the wind was ruining hunts for most felines as it tossed and turned about giving prey their scents. It made training harder, most little felines where concerned they would get swept away by the large gust of wind, not like FoxSnarl could really blame them. The winds and the weather was getting worse as the day progressed, the clouds looked ready to burst with rain. FoxSnarl looked up to the skies wondering if StarClan enjoyed messing with him like such, the night before he dreamed of his family again, the night they vanished, he saw them get swept away into the water never to be seen again. Now look at the weather it was just like that night. Did starclan still hold a grudge against him for breaking the rules? he was young and foolish, yet such an act, well it made everything he love get taken away.

Ears pinned to his skull as he padded out into the forest, his eyes looked up at the sky as the rain suddenly fell to the ground. It was hard and within seconds FoxSnarl was soaked to the bone "WHY!" He cried out with agony. Why? Did Starclan enjoy his pain, enjoy taking away all things he treasured family wise? He didn't know, he was never meant to understand the way of Starclan, never would. As the rain fell down on him and he looked around seeing he was alone, he fell to the ground and there in the silence of the storm, he let it all out, all his pain all the bitterness he held onto. He let the emotions spill out liek the tears from his eyes. Oh what a sight to see, oh how the mighty have fallen.