Briarfrost x Wolfclaw

[Mama]

Briarfrost

26 Moons Female Warrior Ivyclan Bisexual

Elegant

Thin

Velvety

Small

Appearance

Briarfrost is a thin yet elegantly shaped she-cat, that's build for running and for agility. Her legs are quite long yet not to the point where it looks awkward, and her pelt is usually neat. She has a beautiful white coat, adorned with splashes of dark silver and grey tabby markings along her back and ears. Her eyes are a pretty brown. The warrior is very small and her fur is unusually short.

Personality

Briarfrost is a very meek she-cat, who's just wants for her clan to be happy. She doesn't open up right away, it takes a bit of time, but if she does the feline can get fiercely protective of that cat. She often partakes on hunting patrols, and doesn't believe her fighting skills are very good. Briarfrost is easily embarrassed, and rarely does she get mad and snap for it.



The Ivyclanner can become a bit flirty and bold at times, especially around those she's fond of and wants to protect.

History

Briarfrost was born into Ivyclan directly, her parents dying as she was an apprentice. She was a quiet kit who preferred to watch, but occasionally played with others. As an apprentice she was hardworking and wanted to be her best, but without rubbing it in. She's now a loyal warrior of Ivyclan, and would eventually like to settle down with another cat and grow her own family, despite doubting the thought herself.

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[Mama]

Wolfclaw

31 Moons Masculine Deputy Ivyclan Heterosexual / Demisexual

Colossal

Strong

Protective

Reserved

Appearance

A fearsome, yet attractive, dark gray and black compact brute with a long, fluffy tail and long, soft fur. He has a lighter gray around his neck in a lion mane-like way as well as lighter gray underfur, the same gray added in random areas along his back, legs, and paws. In relation to the rest of his body, Wolfclaw's face is almost entirely black, with just a tad dark gray, reaching up to his pitch black ears, which have long black tufts at the tips. Along with these traits, the fearsome brute has intimidating, yet captivating, strikingly yellow eyes that intensely stare at others as if he's staring into their soul. A gaze so intimidating that, if one was to keep contact with him, one's gaze would soon avert away from the unfriendly stare. Standing at a fearsome 18 inches (at the shoulder) and weighing at a startling 22 pounds (most of it muscle), Wolfclaw is certainly larger than those in his Clan, if not all, of the cats in all three of the Clans, and is typically a beast of a male, with an immense amount of strength, like that of his cruel father before him. He has rippling muscles like a stone to the touch, earned from violent and rather aggressive training as a younger, and the plenty of fights he has fought in his lifetime. Due to his size and intimidating figure, Wolfclaw is a cat known to strike fear into others with his fearsome appearance, and is a bit infamous amongst the others; he is known to be strategic, intelligent, powerful, and merciless. But still, he has his weaknesses, one including fire. He experienced a fire incident as a younger tom, he is now afraid of it and would never go near it. But he's still powerful nonetheless, with long, razor-sharp teeth that are extremely sharp, much resembling those of his species' ancestor, the saber-toothed tiger, placed in a powerful jaw that can strongly use them to bite with an intent to kill.



This broad-shouldered male has many scars on his body from the many battles he has fought, including one down-across his left eye from his mortal enemy (ADOPTABLE ), a long one down/across the left side of his neck, three faint claw marks on his left back leg, and a small, yet noticeable one across his dorsal bridge (nose). When he was around a year old, Wolfclaw experienced a fire incident, and has the scars to tell the tale; burn marks show on his underbelly, slightly hidden by his fur, as well as on the bottom of his paws, though the scars don't hurt anymore. This incident left him prepared and experienced with fire, though he is slightly afraid of it. The fighter also has many other various scars on his pelt, but none as significant as the ones mentioned before. Plus a good amount of his scars, and muscles, are hidden beneath his fur. But not all, of course, still many show on his pitch black coat. Despite all the scars Wolfclaw wears, the brute is still an attractive tom cat, though he does at first appear as a fearsome and intimidating brute- his fur, scars, teeth, piercing eyes, and his massive, muscular body all making this so.

Personality

Living a life tainted by loss, Wolfclaw is very aggressive, an intimidating and impressive fighter, with a personality alike to that of an army general. Tough and somewhat merciless, he's not one to show any sign of mercy or submissiveness. If he has a legitimate reason, this fearless brute will take on any opponent and will rush into a fight, though his strength and size are very helpful. Lacking fear overall, there is but one thing he does fear; losing someone he loves. Whether it be romantic, friend-wise, or family-wise, this male fears he'll lose whoever he cares for. Therefore, he's incredibly protective and would do anything for a loved one. Given his slightly short temper, Wolfclaw is a very quick-to-fight tom and, due to his large size and strength, he can almost always cause damage on another if he attacks. He's very aggressive and is very likely to attack if he has a reason, quick to jump with teeth bared if he or someone he cares for is injured, insulted, threatened, or hurt at all, often causing damage to his opponent. Hence the name Wolfclaw, overall standing for his wolf-like appearance and strength. Despite all this, he's an extremely loyal individual and, once he's committed to someone or something (a pack, or loved one), nothing can keep him from remaining loyal and devoted to them.



Wolfclaw is also very un-trusting and reserved, and it takes a long time and a lot of effort for someone to enter this male's heart. Although this is true, if someone does manage to break through the stone surrounding his cold heart, Wolfclaw is one of the most passionate and devoted males out there, able to hold those dear to him very close. And even though his rather reserved and cold personality can push away the females, he can be quite charming if he so wishes.

History

In the midst of a dark forest, a fearsome deputy watched as his mate gave birth to three kits: Wolfkit, Flowerkit, and Littlekit. The first born, Wolfkit, was the strongest of the litter and would grow up to be a very powerful and fearsome brute. As expected for the children of a war hero, the family grew up harsh. They were constantly being trained to be the best, even before they were apprentices, by their father. Not to mention, not only did their abusive father, Scarpelt, do this, but he also beat them and their mother as a way to deal with his anger issues at everything. Their mother, Lilyheart, although she would cry when they were beat, was helpless against the bastard she called her mate. Too weak to take the beatings, Littlekit, the runt, soon died- the starvation, dehydration, and beatings too much for his already frail body. Wolfkit himself was the strongest of the three and even defended himself and his mother and siblings against his father. Although the abuse was wrong and cruel, it made Wolfclaw stronger in the end.



A few days after Wolfpaw turned a year old, becoming a warrior, his mother gave birth to another litter, yet there were only two kits in this one, a male, and a female. The firstborn of the two was Owlkit, a gorgeous little girl, and the other was Boulderkit, a dark male, just like his older brother. With Wolfclaw being a little more than a year old, they planned on running with the kits, knowing the older brother would be able to help take care of the little ones, as well as Lilyheart and Flowerkit, now Flowerspirit, themselves. And it almost worked. They waited till Scarpelt was gone hunting before they began to prepare themselves for leaving. But he came back early. Furious that his mate and kits even thought of leaving him, the scary male immediately attacked Boulderkit and killed him then he brutally killed Flowerspirit before attacking Lilyheart, who tried her best to defend the last two kits of her two litters. But she wasn't strong enough and was killed by a swipe to the throat. Looking down at his siblings' and mother's body in sadness and anger, Wolfclaw looked up at his father with hatred shining in his fiery, yellow eyes. He attacked his father and the two battled for a long, long time but Wolfclaw, fueled by rage, soon defeated his father. From that day on he wasn't the same outgoing, fun male. He had a certain darkness in him, something that pushed most away, something that his younger sister noticed.



From that day on, Wolfclaw trained more than ever, making sure he was as strong as he could be, using training as a way to deal with his grief. Not long after the death of their family, his poor little sister, Owlpaw, ran away from the Clan and, although Wolfclaw hopes she's still alive, she is assumed to be dead.



Not long before he was thirty moons old, Wolfclaw, now deputy, took a few other warriors and two apprentices out on a patrol. While they were walking, one of the warriors smelled smoke and told Wolfclaw. Then, he realized that there was a fire, and the group saw the flames approaching from far away. Ordering them to run, Wolfclaw had retreated away from the approaching fire, staying behind the patrol to make sure they were safe. But as they ran, one of the smaller apprentices tripped on a log and got stuck, the fire swarming around him. Realizing the danger the apprentice was in, he told a warrior to lead everyone back while he quickly turned around, racing towards the trapped lion. With a powerful leap, he jumped over the flames and quickly smashed his paws down on the logs trapping the apprentice, grabbing the smaller cat by the scruff and leaping out, just as the flames engulfed the little area, and he growled as the fire burned his underbelly, his paws already stinging from burns from when he jumped inside to rescue the cat. Then, the two returned home and Wolfclaw was praised for his good deed, the little apprentice forever thankful.

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[Mama]

We will also be using the litter size for 3 kits unless more is permitted, and I will use three kit pelt items for each kit.  
Edit: All kits will have Starclan's Protection, purchased by me.

Kit One will be roleplayed by me, and will look like this: 

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They will also have the disability item, and have Moderate Cerebellar Hypoplasia. The kit will be female

Kit two will be roleplayed by M'Lady, and will look like this:

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Kit three will be adopted out, and will look like this:

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They will also have abnormally long fangs and be make, items provided by Christicat13

[KingHarry]

So you need:
3x appearance
3x mutation
1x disability
1x gender
1x starclan protection

Everything looks fine. The litter will be born in a month.

[Mama]

Will the litter be born in a month from the first post or when Wolfclaw's was added? I was hoping it would be born at the beginning of next month if they could.

[KingHarry]

From when Wolfclaw was added because that's when everything was confirmed to be fine.

[KingHarry]

Briartfrost has given birth to three kits!

Kit 1: Female. Shorthaired tabby that looks like this. This kit has Moderate Cerebellar Hypoplasia and abnormally long fangs.
Kit 2: Female. Longhaired tabby that looks like this. This kit has abnormally long fangs.
Kit 3: Female. Longhaired grey smoke that looks like this. This kit has abnormally long fangs.