Flamepaw of IvyClan

[Ava]

Flamepaw Male 8 moons Homosexual IvyClan Apprentice "You seem... lonely." ll XOY b1b1 Dd aa McMc Tata SpSp CC ww Appearance Flamepaw is a somewhat small ginger "tabby" tom, with thin, silky, fluffy-looking fur that he grooms and cares for a little bit too much. He has red tabby stripes that are really only visible on his head and neck, along with some faded here or there, although this is only because ginger cats can't be solid. His eyes are a soft amber-brown in color, and he has long white whiskers that seem to curve more and more the further down they are. Flamepaw's tail is long and thin, much like his body, and his fur clings loosely around him Personality Flamepaw is often dubbed as "weird" or "strange" for his very spiritual ways. He believes wholeheartedly in StarClan and that they always know what is right. He puts a little bit too much trust in his ancestors when things go wrong, such as blaming them for his sufferings and trusting them to fix his problems in life. Flamepaw doesn't talk much, besides the occasional "how was your day" to his siblings. If he takes a heavy liking to you, he might even hold a full conversation with you! He's rather awkward, often saying the wrong things or stuttering and easily being embarrassed around those he takes a liking to. He's a bit of a softy and will probably try to telepathically compliment you, but otherwise, he means well. Though a very feminine, very delicate type of warrior, he would make a great medicine cat.  Flamepaw is a great therapist and listener for anyone who just needs to vent. He's gentle and calm and an overall catch when it comes to friendships or even romantic partnerships. Once you meet him, you never want to be apart from him. Along with this, he's smart from listening to so many cats and knows a lot of things most older cats might not know. And, of course, he says how he gains knowledge from StarClan as well (which isn't usually true.) History Flamepaw was born to two senior warriors alongside a brother and two sisters. His sisters are Mallowpaw and Maplepaw, while he has a brother named Heatherpaw. As a kit, he was the outcast of the litter, never one to be caught playing with the other kits. Instead, he liked to visit the elder's den to see the wise, spiritual old elder she-cat that he took a great liking to. When she died, he was heartbroken and isolated himself even further. He has sworn on his life that he would never forget the kind elder and told himself he would be like her. And, well, he did just that. Other I might make this little guy a medicine cat apprentice if it opens while he's still young-