crowbeak [of] snowclan

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you wore me out so proudly
hidden in the glitter is the real thing

Picture: captured
Name: crowbeak
Gender: tom cat
Age: 47 moons
Clan: snowclan
Rank: warrior

you walk on water
you sing a lovely tune

Description:

Keeping the natural and common white pelt, Crowbeak would be able to blend. If you could consider the black spots scattered across his face as debris. As his name suggests, his nose is a sharply apparent black. Then Crowbeak's right eye is patched with black, which is followed by a few speckles around it. And the ear opposite of his eye is also burnt black. As well, the out parts of the black appear to have freckles around it. The last spots of black are a few near his rear, small, scattered splats. Everything else, excluding his pale, green eyes, is white.

Personality:

The SnowClan warrior easily can come off as too rude, too blunt, or sarcastic. It isn't exactly how he wants to seem. Even though his Clan mates easily classify him as a distant and cold cat, he is very much the contrary. Not exactly sensative, but Crowbeak does care for others. The few cats who might dare to know him could say he's probably the kindest tom, despite his odd reputation. To add to his Clan mate's misconceptions he doesn't approach a cat he's not completely familiar. Unless invited, he would not volunteer for a patrol of any type. And when it comes to an attractive she-cat, he becomes a nervous wreck of giggles and stuttering.

the crows are coming for us
let 'em live, let 'em live

History:

The life Crowbeak led was a very causal clan cat life. his kin had been stillborn, so Crowbeak was all his mother had to cling on to. He was lucky enough to have his own father be his mentor. Burntclaw would constantly be with the apprentice, always skeptical, always nervous. One day, when Crowpaw had been able to slip away from his father's eagle eye, he ran into a cat named Shiningmoon. A kind she-cat who pounced and frightened Crowpaw at first.
She claimed to be in SnowClan, but never spent her time in the camp. She preferred to be alone in the forest. Intimidated, Crowpaw questioned her not. They continued to run into each other until their relationship grew. Although Burntclaw gave Crowpaw a thorough scolding when he disappeared.
When Crowpaw gained his name Crowbeak, he carried out the tradition of sitting vigil. At this time, Shiningmoon came to him. "I can't talk..." Crowbeak had whispered.
She smiled and gave a heavenly giggle. "I'm so proud of you, love," she purred. When the new warriors opened his mouth to speak, she hushed him. "Don't break tradition." She turned and dashed off.
That was the last time he saw her.

Relationships:
burntclaw- father deceased
wintersnow- mother deceased
shiningmoon-mate missing

Motto/Themesong:
the crows are coming for us- from first to last;
so i thought- flyleaf

the crows are hungry for us
let 'em live, let 'em live

[cursedweirdo]

xD nice bio, haunty! Could you edit the title so that it could be accepted! Thanks!

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like so :0?

[cursedweirdo]

Accepted