Mudtail of THUNDERCLAN

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. they call me MUDTAIL !

Name:
-- Mudtail.
Age:
-- Twenty five moons.
Gender:
-- Tom.
Rank:
-- Warrior.
Clan:
-- Thundercla.

All I can say, is that this boy is still the same,
It's the man inside that's changed.

Short Appearance:
-- Ginger tom with teal eyes and a small build.
Detaile Appearance:

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Mudtail has a fairly average pelt. There's no special designs, and no special colors. His fur is ginger in color. A golden color, that shines brightly in the sun. This color fades into a white which decorates his underbelly, legs, and chest. There are also darker area's which decorate his pelt, shading his features. Such as a darker shade that runs across his shoulders, and the darker shades which frame his face, and eyes. His tail is the same golden color as the rest of his pelt, though it fades into a white, until the end of his tail is just as white as snow. His pelt is simple. Theres nothing spectacular about a ginger pelt with a white underbelly. Though, despite his simplicity he still seems to be quite the handsome tom.

::Eyes::

The shape of his eyes are just as simple as the rest of his appearance. Ovals, with dark eyelashes. The color is an entirely different story. The color of his eyes, in any normal case, would render him blind. This cat however, is not blind. It's a most peculiar case, for the color of his eyes are a bright teal blue. Despite their color, he has perfect vision. The color of his eyes are simply a attribute to his appearance, and not a handicap.

::Build::

Mudtail is small for his age, and his gender. He has a small frame. This does not make him weak. He is simply a lean cat. Being so lean, makes him slightly quicker, and more agile. Of course he doesn't have the brute strength that some of the other cats have, but this doesn't phase him in the least. It doesn't matter whether this cat is big or small, he'll still get what he wants. [/ul][/color]
Personality:
-- Mudtail has a short temper. This does not make him a horrid cat. A cold cat, a harsh cat, or a hostile cat. No, he is loyal, and kind when he needs to be. He simply just has a short temper. To say the least, just don't get on his bad side. If you're on his good side, then everything will just be peachy. If you're on his bad side, he is a force to be reckoned with. He can be harsh, stern, and frustrating. He tends to throw a fit if things don't go his way. He tends to be rough around the edges. To friends and loved ones he is a great cat. To those he dislikes he is harsh. You either hate him, or you love him. There's no middle ground. Mudtail is either happy or depressed. He is either angry or calm. He is either frustrated or understanding. Mudtail is either quiet or loud. There is no middle ground with this cat, and if he is in a sour mood, everyone will know about it.
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History:
-- ::Kit-Hood::

If you looked upon the nursery within Thunderclan you would see several frolicking kits. All these kits chasing the new aspects of the new and curious world which surrounded them. Little paws running around in the earth. Little paws pushing little bodies down in play. Little bodies rolling around in the dirt. Now if you were to take a closer look, you would see another little kit, not playing with the rest. This little kit sat next to the nursery, glaring at the other kits playing. He was clearly in a sour mood, finding what his brothers and sisters were doing foolish. Why would they chase that butterfly? They knew the weren't going to catch it. It was pointless. Only do something if you know you're going to succeed, and that was the road to success. The road to success did not include chasing down butterflies in a desperate attempt to pin them under your paws and let them loose again. It was pointless. This little kit, was Mudkit.

"I'm gonna get you Mudkit!" A gray tabby tom meowed, as he ran to wards the sour kit.

"Bleh! No way. I'm going back inside to mama," the kit replied, standing to his paws and trotting back inside the nursery. The gray tabby, in a desperate attempt to come to a halt, tripped over his own paws and fell over himself. Obviously Mudkit saw this, for you could hear the harsh hiss of laughter from the door of nursery.

::Apprentice::

"Okay Mudpaw, don't leap before you think. Always think about you're moves. If you leap before you think, you'll get yourself into trouble. Now lets try this again," stated a large brown cat, who was crouched low to the ground waiting for the apprentice to strike. They were inside the clearing, within Thunderclan territory. This large brown cat was Mudpaws mentor. He was teaching the apprentice how to fight. Clearly Mudpaw was getting frustrated. Every time he would pounce, his mentor would push him back to the ground, and then he would tell him to try again. The audacity! He failed the first time, and he failed every time after that. He found this training pointless. Perhaps he would be better at hunting, or something of the sort.

"Why can't we go back?" Mudpaw complained. "I've had enough of this." The brown tom purred in amusement at this remark.

"One more time, I know you can do it," stated the tom, still low to the ground, waiting for the apprentice to move. Mudpaw hissed under his breath, but finally did was his mentor told him too. His frame was low to the ground, as he circled his mentor. He circled his mentor until he reached higher ground. Then, the cat leaped onto his mentor's back, digging his claws into the brown tabby's shoulders. The tabby yowled and shook the apprentice off.

"Mudpaw! We're just training!" The warrior screeched.

"Hmf, and it seems I'm pretty good at it."

::Warrior::

A gathering had been called. A litter of kits was to become apprentices. Of course this was a jolly day for these little kits. Of course this event didn't phase Mudtail. It didn't affect him in the least. The only way this ceremony affected him, was through the nap he had been taking in the sun. He had been woken up and moved from the warmest place in the camp, for this. For a few eager kits to get their apprentice names. As you can probably imagine, Mudtail was just so excited. Excited to go back to his nap.


"I call upon Whitekit and Mudtail," The leader said calmly. Mudtail was taken by surprise. He hissed under his breath. Of all the things he could ever want, an apprentice was not one of them. He didn't want to chase after the little brat, and teach them how to hunt and how to fight. No, he had better things to do with his time. Like sun bathe, for example. "By name apprentices, we show that Thunderclan will survive and remain strong. Whitekit, from now on you will be known as Whitepaw. Mudtail, you are ready for an apprentice. You will mentor Whitepaw. Mudtail, you have shown yourself to be a warrior of strength and power. I'm sure you will pass on all you know to this apprentice." The leader finished their words by nodding to the Mudtail and Whitepaw. Mudtail reluctantly touched his nose to Whitepaws, and then trotted away without a second glance to the other cats. They were all still bunched together, meowing the kits new name with pride.

"Congratulations on the new apprentice Mudtail!" A cat stated, trotting up beside the tom. "Don't bother, there's nothing to be congratulating. Don't you have something else to do? Something that doesn't include bothering me?" Mudtail asked the cat. The cat, shocked, simply shook his head and walked off in the opposite direction.[/list][/color][/size]

If I don't return from this life of a soldier,
Don't you be crying for me.

Family:
-- Unknown.
Aspiration:
-- Sun :: Sleep :: Fight :: Prey :: Solitude

Aspiration: To be a noble warrior for his Clan.
Fears:
-- Water :: Dogs :: Monsters :: Noise :: Pests

When you come around,
You're like a little slice of heaven when I'm coming down.

Username:
-- {{SHADES
Why Did You Join LUTD?:
-- I made it. ^^
Themesong:
-- N/A.
Other:
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