WhiteLion - Male - MothClan

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Whitelion Male 30 Moons Straight Mothclan Warrior "Some of us have secrets we cannot afford to tell." Appearance WhiteLion is a pure white cat with thick, fluffy fur that conceals his muscular mass. His fur forms a mane around his neck, and it's especially fluffy around his haunched and tail, as well as his paws. His eyes are a warm brown color. Personality WhiteLion is a rather serious cat, but he does loosen up around those he is close to, such as his family. He is a caring and warm tom, especially towards his family and clan. He can be extremely cold and ruthless should anyone harm his family or clan, and sometimes he just has days where he is uncharacteristically cold. He used to be very different- rude, rebellious, and overall not caring about his clan very much. The events of the journey toughed him into the warrior he is now, with the major factors of this being his mother died in the earthquake, and his father blaming him for it, as well as other events he is even less open about. History Whitekit was born two in mistclan to two warriors, CedarTooth and RabbitTail. He was a rambunctious little kit, annoying the queens and elders, always causing trouble. Once he tried to sneak out of camp, and the only reason he wasn't held back from apprenticeship for a moon is that he was distracted by some other kits halfway through his plan. His mentor was a warrior by the name of BeetlePelt, a tom nearly as rude as Whitepaw was. This did nothing to improve Whitepaw's behavior, in fact, you could say that it worsened. When he was given the name WhiteLion, he wasn't well liked by his clanmates, and his only friends were a small group of likeminded cats, including his mentor. He stayed this way for a long while until the clans were forced out of the mountains by the fire. The sudden shock of the events knocked some sense and kindness into him, and he became much more of a warrior then he had been before. While the clans were in the two-leg town, he was hunting when he saw a lovely she-cat, who happened to be a kittypet. Her name was Roslyn, and she had wanted to become a wildcat but didn't want to join the clans, so she followed along the clans' wake, and they continued to talk and chat throughout the journey in secret. When the earthquake hit, his mother, RabbitTail, was crushed by a fallen boulder during the retreat into the mountains. He tried to save her, but the boulder was too big for any cat to move, and soon, she died. His father, CedarTooth, blamed him for the death of his mate, partially because of how uncaring he had been towards his family up until the journey. He tried to defend himself, but CedarTooth refused to forgive or forget, and for the rest of the journey, things were cold between them. He grew separate from his old friends when he realized how rude they were, and for a while, the only one he had was the former kittypet Roslyn, and they grew closer and closer. When mothclan was created, he joined immediately, eager to start anew in a brand new clan. While hunting alone, Roslyn approached him, carrying two kits and claiming they were his. He didn't know how to react, but eventually, he agreed to take the kits to mothclan and hope they would be accepted. He did, claiming he found the two kits nearby carrion hill, stinking of kittypet. They were allowed to join, being named Yewkit and HemlockeKit. No cat knows, not even his own kits, that he is the father, and for his safety and theirs, he plans to keep it that way.