PERSONALITY,

A winter storm blows through. Snowflakes dancing in the harsh winds, beautiful is their dance, breathtaking is their appearance. Howling winds, voices lost, hidden truths forever forgotten. The land dusted in browns and greys, covered in a white coat of snow. A storm no one wishes to trespass upon, to even attempt to brave through, but lying at its heart a peaceful oasis resides. Wintryoasis is this storm. She sweeps through the land with an iron claw, head held high and unfazed by those around her. She hears no words, no rumors or lies. Merely the truth that is lost to the winds of the storm. Enchanting mint eyes are the only ones that see straight through to the center of the storm, the only ones that know of the heart that lays in the middle of it all. An oasis no one has yet to see, protected by the harsh outer storm. Wintryoasis is a secretive cat. She keeps things close, sharing very little of her life. Many only see the harsh storm, not looking for the oasis at the center. Never daring to breach the storm least they become lost and destroyed. The center is the goal, but most don't even know it's there. The hot springs that lay in the oasis, the loving warmth of the sun's rays that shine upon it, never seen by another. It is kept safe and hidden by the storm, where none dare tread.

HISTORY,

Moons ago, a blizzard encased the land, forcing the cats of WinterClan deep into their nests and covering their home in snow and ice. The storm continued for nearly a week with no relief in sight. On the harshest of nights, the coldest of them all, and with most cats buried within their dens, a mother gave birth. Four kits lay before her, struggling to live, to survive this storm. No other cats were around, no warmth from a fellow queen or care from the medicine cat, her own mate stuck in his den until morning. The mother named them each with the hope they would see the storm's end, that they were a blessing from above that soon it would be over. She blessed them with the names Wintrykit, Icykit, Summerykit, and Blizzardykit. Three would be lucky, another dead before morning. The storm would break come midday, and a body buried at nightfall.

Wintryoasis and her siblings grew up knowing there were once four of them, that their brightly furred sister had not made it through till morning as they had. It was a tragic tale the whole clan spoke of, a hidden message to the young to mate only within the clan least death befall them. One Wintryoasis took to heart. One moment that had left its mark on the whole of WinterClan. Kits were so few in the snowy lands, that their litter had been a blessing that year. But it would not be so. The death of young Summerykit became a grievous reminder that life was short and the storms harsh. A story to tell kits to remind them to stay in the nursery where it would be warmer and their chances stronger, and to hammer in the lesson that outsiders weren't to be trusted. Only those of clan blood, and especially not wondering Absum Lux toms.

Frozenstorms, their mother, always appeared okay, just the same even after losing a kit in her first-ever litter. But it was a lie she told the clan, showed them in how she acted. Her family knew the truth. Her lover knew better than anyone as well as his brother. And while it took the kits a bit to figure it out, even they knew that their mother wasn't as okay as she made it all out to be. The blizzard had stolen a life, one so young from a family so new and easily shattered. A family many in the clan didn't support.

Fights happened between Frozenstorms and her mate Jester, but never in front of anyone allowing them to continue to make the clan believe they were happily in love. That even outsiders could find love, that mixed blood wasn't a problem for them. But it was a lie. A lie hidden well within a tumbling storm.

But flowers always bloom twice, and in this case, it was love that found a way. The brother, and fellow Ex-Absum Lux cat, Harlow had fallen for his sister-in-law. Many had seen him as only a devoted brother, a helpful uncle. But he was more to Frozenstorms than that. The two had fallen in love behind Jester's back. It was a well kept secret, safe and sound. Until now.


That was Wintryoasis' past, her beginning as well as that of her siblings. It was a secret that few knew the truth of, and if the family had their way then no one would ever know. The affair was a disgrace, and would shatter the position that Wintryoasis has earned herself as the new leader and sovereign of WinterClan. If those in the clan knew the true fate of her mother and the affair between her and her uncle, then she was sure she'd lose all she'd worked for. Her respect, her reputation, her way of life.

Many things have accorded since she became the Sovereign of WinterClan. StarClan abandoned them early on, and weren't even the ones to give her her lives. Instead they turned to the Moon Goddess and the Light God who gave her seven lives and two to her Witch to better serve their clan. They share the Moon Goddess with MoonClan and were enlightened about the religion through their leader Levithan.

Regime cadets snuck into the clan through and old and abandoned tunnel ad were held prisoner for a moon. This did not go unnoticed but what choice did Wintrystar have when they refused to give up how they arrived there. It all settled with an alliance with the Regime in which WinterClan would produce food and the Regime would produce herbs and information. Later, she commissioned with DayClan's leader Glowstar to form an alliance by having a Blind Dating event between their clans. It would increase tehir numbers but also strengthen their ties. Problems arose when the kits born into WinterClan had short fur and died. And really happened when Bluejay arrived at our borders pregnant with her own litter.

Things began to happen outside of the clan as well, such as the death of the Sun God which in turn weakened the Moon Goddess. That did not help the unrest in the clan as they gazed up at the red moon. Wintrystar has never liked the demons or the Sun God after seeing all the chaos and destruction they've caused in other clans. She' been lucky to have been able to avoid them for this long, and now Bluejay is knocking at her door. WinterClan took her as a prisoner, where she belongs and where she birthed her ten kits. They were all given awful names by Wintrystar to remind them, the clan, and their mother that they didn't belong, weren't welcome, and would only cause chaos down the line. She doesn't trust them or their mother at all and never will. She doesn't want her clan to be like all the others that the Sun God has touch. But this has lead to war. 

Glowstar came to inquire about her daughter and when she learned of the harsh treatment of Bluejay, she became furious. Wintrystar ended up declaring war on DayClan by the time the interact was over. Now at war with them, and their numbers so low, their nursery empty thanks to dead, short furred kits, the clan must find a way to replenish themselves and prepare for the battles ahead. One idea Wintrystar received from the Gods was to have Arranged Marriages. It would strengthen their bloodlines and increase their numbers. But it has also been decide to steal the kits from DayClan that have the long fur that will survive in WinterClan. Clearly those kits are ours, born from the blind dating event, for DayClan cats do not tend to have such long fur. 

The one plus from the Blind Dating event has been her mate. Alvah Faris comes from WinterClan blood through Understar. They meet in the dating event and he arrived at the clan not long later to join it. Like all those wishing to join, trespassing, and committing some form of crime against the clan, he was whisked away to the prisoners den. But he didn't stay their long. His blood, mannerism, and relation to Wintrystar allowed him to be released quickly. They are the first marriage of the new Arranged Marriage system with many more to come.

Wintrystar has since become mates with Alvah Faris and he had taken on the new name of Howlingnight. He served time as a prisoner as is custom and proved himself worthy to the clan. Now as her mate, they have welcomed their own litter of kits: Pomegranetkit, Reapingkit, Deathkit, Skeletalkit, and Gardeniakit. In that time between their marriage and kits being born, the demon brats were promoted to warriors. The announcement was made at the gathering of their promotion along with all the other changes in the clan. Uproar transpired and now many clans are hateful towards WinterClan. StarCaln put a ban of speaking, interacting, or helping the non-StarClan following clans and announced them to be no better that rogue groups. Wintrystar thus announced that WinterClan had cut all ties with the other clans and none could seek their help following the gathering. 

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PERSONALITY,

Flaws are a part of your character, but for this cat, they define her life. She is the daughter of Foxstar and Condorstrike, a sister and aunt to many, and a descendant of Dawnspirit and Sparrowmark. Since the first of their line, there have been flaws, they are found in every family, in every cat, and yet, have affected hers more than she can count. Dawnspirit and Sparrowmark were flawed in their love; it was broken and easily betrayed, to never be reformed. It started the flaws, the separation in her family. Their children separated and made their own lives, some more successful than others. And yet, one found love with the cat that helped begin the separation in the first place. Foxstar had been the cause of Dawnspirit and Sparrowmark’s divorce. She and Sparrowmark had an affair, producing kits of their own and the permanent separation of the two lovers Time passed and Sparrowmark and Dawnspirit died, still apart and having never found each other again in the afterlife. Foxstar mated again with Condorstrike, one of Dawnspirit’s children. They too produced kits, adding to the flawed love already found within the family. One of those kits was Flawedperspective. Her life was a flaw from the beginning, the product of a cat that had end other’s love and one that wouldn’t be here if it hadn’t been ended. While she may never know why she was named flawed by her mother, it has become a curse to the poor she-cat. Maybe she is the Sun God’s way of telling them how flawed their family really is, of trying to bring them back to the light. Flawedperspective has grown in to a cat undeserving of the name flawed. Her heart is made of gold, putting others before herself and tending to those in need. Long has she been tortured for her name, blamed and accused for being a flaw within SunClan’s borders and yet she still tries. Her patience and compassion know no bounds, resembling those that had been found in Dawnspirit years ago. It has been said that she is the reincarnation of her late grandmother, a second chance at a life of love. Many don’t see it with her brown agouti tabby fur and hazel eyes, but it is her personality that most resembles the deceased she-cat. It is from their disbelief that Flawedperspective has become insecure, an outcaste among her clanmates and family, a liar in some eyes, useless as a warrior, and undeserving of being a part of SunClan and the High Priestess’s family. They have become her flaws, her defining character. Few wish to know the cat beneath the rumors, to see who Flawedperspective really is, to see a different perspective. Her heart goes out to each of them—no matter that they are her torturers, her family, her clanmates—for she will not spread hate any more than it already has, even at the cost of her own faith in herself. Low self-esteem and confidence have plagued this poor she-cat her whole life. Fears and worries cloud her abilities. She has found no worth in herself, no use for her within her own home, no friends to call her own for long. For she is a flawed perspective that many wish to be rid of. And yet, Flawedperspective pushes on; she tends to the graveyard because no one else will, she pays her respect to those of higher ability and position to her, and she is content with her life as it is. Flawedperspective expects nothing to change in her flawed little world, but…maybe others can bust into has few have done before and bring a little more light in to her world.

HISTORY,

Flawedperspective is the reincarnation of her grandmother Dawnspirit, she learned the truth of this when her grandfather Sparrowmark visited the graveyard that she tends to in SunClan's territory in search of his once mate. Due to her kind heart and soft nature, she has been an outcast among her family and the clan. Flawedperspective was only promoted to warrior status, after having been an apprentice for nearly three times as long as all the others and having multiple different mentors, out of pity and her mother's status as the High Priestess of the clan. It was as shocking to her and all of those in the clan when she received her own apprentices many, many, many moons later.

Flawedperspective had a time in her life where she believed she'd found love. Indigosight had found an interest in the failure of a warrior and it was a great pleasure to the she-cat to learn that anyone would find happiness in spending time with her. The two of them would often hang out in the graveyard, or a meadow, talking and just spending time with each other. Both came to an agreement that they weren't right for each other and broke it off. The two are still friends and sometimes hang out together.

Flawedperspective found love once again. It was after her mother had been a prisoner to RR and then come back and stepped down from her position as the Priestess. The problem is, her lover was Funk, the cat that had imprisoned her mother in RR all those moons ago. Having his kits wasn't ideal, considering who he was and that her mother hated her even more for it. But her children were given more hopeful names than she started life with. Truekit, Dawningkit, and Insightfulkit will have a better life than she had, she's promised them that.

As apprentices, her kits were thriving, and then the gathering happened. Littlestar killed the Sun God and all hell broke loose. A clan meeting was held by Bloodystar latera nd which her declared himself the new Priest of the clan and that things would be changing. Flawedperspective found her children in the crowd and raced to leave the only home she'd ever known. They made their way to DayClan in which they hoped to be safe.

It’s been moons now since she’d moved to DayClan and Flawedpersective believe she’s found happiness in this home. She’s nuts yes who to believe in anymore, StarClan or the Sun God or someone else completely new but she’s thriving here. Now, someone form her past has returned and with them her heart. It wasn’t until after her failed fling with Funk that she realized her hearts sent hers to give away as someone else already possessed it. And that tom has just returned home. Fadingsight’s has been gone for moons and has recently stumbled home with three cats in tow. His biological daughter and son and their friend. Flawedperspective’s heart nearly broken at the sight of him. He was well and he was home, but he’d brought these other cats with him and two of them were his children. So she just knew he could no longer love her. Or could he?

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PERSONALITY,

Flowers are meant to be marveled at, cared for, and cherished. Love, friendship, honor. Pain, infection, death. Such small things and yet they hold such large positions in the world. Life or death. Love or lose. Just a simple rose could tell a whole story based upon their color, whether their blooming or not, and what they’re paired with. It’s the little things. It’s things like clumsy paws, stuttered words, and awkward moments. Other times its romantic gestures, alone time, and stolen moments. Honeycream understands all of this, for he is all these things and more. A loner. An outcast. A romantic. A stuttering mess. A fool. And so much more. Many times, the tom has been found sprawled across the ground—whether from tripping over his own paws or items that litter his path—or causing too much noise while hunting that he can catch nothing. It is as though trouble has a means of finding him no matter where he goes or what he does, and putting him on his face in the process. A walking bad luck charm. There are times where he is as sweet as his name implies. Small, shy Honeycream will be the first to find the perfect flower or help another find that perfect flower to cheer someone up, to comfort them, or to express a feeling. For flowers and shy actions speak louder for him than words ever will. Pale cream and white fur can be found in a field of flowers sooner than out on a patrol or with others. He values his time alone, the time to marvel at the beauty before him and not have to utter a word. Flowers and bees can not judge for failure and mistakes like peers can. Honeycream has accepted his role in the clan, an unwanted mess. No one wishes to have the stuttering fool on their hunting patrol least he scare off all the prey. No one wants him on a patrol least he scrambles away in fear at the first signs of a fight. He is a pacifist, a flower child if you will. Emotional, supportive, and kind. Honeycream is not made for fights, but to settle conflict. To be the one to offer a shoulder to cry on or an ear to tell all your secrets. It has amazed most that he has survived as long as he has, especially when he wasn’t expected to survive kithood. But here he stands, surrounded by flowers and sweet scents. Blue eyes looking out in wonder at what the world has to offer. He is fine with his simple life, craves it even, for all he needs is a meaning. Things as simple as flowers and their meanings, stories to be heard and ears to tell them to, cuddles in a soft nest and with warm bodies. Moments where words, even stuttered ones, can mean the most. Where hearts are easily broken and slower to heal. It’s things like these that he lives for. The little moments in life.

HISTORY,

After finding a badger cub in the forest, left abandoned beside it's dead mother, the tom began to raise her. Soon, another warrior joined him in his task. Between the two of them, Lavender the Badger grow into a sweet cub. Faithfulfeather and Honeycream had to release her though when she was nearly full grown for fear that she'd never know how to be a true badger if tehy kept her. With much heartache, the two let her go, but found a love within each other, one that continues to blossom. 

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 Hypnotictrance - currently

PERSONALITY,

The moon is a poem. She speaks her words in a whisper, quietly to the stars around her. They whisper back in song, telling of stories long gone. She's seen it all, watched over the world in the night sky. She whispers to the lovers, the dreamers, the poem writers. A lunar sight with a story to tell. A moon so full and beautiful that she draws all eyes. But it is her words that are spoken that they do not hear. Poems that float by on the breeze, unanswered and ignored. Lunarpoem has been one of the few cats to listen to the poems told by the moon. Her pale, ice-blue eyes are closed to the world as she sits, listening to the world around her. She hears the laughter from the tree's leaves, the echo of the stream, and the poems from the moon herself. In her family, it is nothing new to love the world around them as she does. Her great-grandfather instilled that into them all, the call of the stars, the whispers fo the woods, and the poems of the night. Lunarpoem is no different. But her focus is on the night sky and the moon who whispers the best secretes. Being a quiet cat herself, this black she-cat finds peace in the comfort of the moon's light. Once she'd heard her first poem, she fell in love with them. She tends to speak in the style, thus confusing many around her and feeling outcasted. But her mother has shown her love and has learned her language. They understand finding the love in the sky and nature's light. To hear the voice of the world whispered to you in a poem of words. Sunrisemosaic raised her daughter well, and Lunarpoem is nothing short of a beauty who speaks in riddles and observes the world. Lunarpoem is a gift, quiet and blessed. Daughter of two brothers and the cat they loved, she may not remember the two toms, but she's heard their stories. And sometimes, she thinks she can hear their whispers in the night air.

HISTORY,

The she-cat was the second born litter to Sunrisemosaic. Her older siblings, Cometclue, Solarpainting, and Eclipseingoon are all older than her by a generation. While each litter has a different father, the kits don't acre. Their mother had two mates, Puzzlemask, and Crackedclue, their fathers. While the kits don't know which is who's biological father, they treated each as their father and accepted nothing less. When Lunarpoem, Cosmicrose, and Galaxypuzzle where kits, their fathers were killed. Poisoned by another cat and their bodies found by ??(one of the apprentices). Lunarpoem and her litter hardly remember their fathers, but Sunrisemosaic makes sure they hear stories about her lovers. 

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PERSONALITY,

Bright with laughter, full of wonder, sparked with life. Beetlboo is the son of Spookbat and Snowshod, two warriors who face demons both awake and asleep. His parents are trouble, something he realized when he was but a kit. It wasn't hard. Spookbat would slither into a corner and not come out for days, his father jumped at his own shadow; simple things like that told more than words ever could. For that, he chose to be their laughter. To be their wonder. Their life. Where they could not feel free to live, love, and laugh he would. When his parents weren't themselves this chocolate brown tom would tend to his siblings. While all he could bring them was laughter and fun, it was something to help lighten the days where they're own parents scared them. Even Beetleboo was scared most days, but he pushed it down to show only a smile. His dark yellow eyes would spark at the thought of a game, of his parents' being themselves, at the little things. Games came from things like saying boo at the shadows to chase away fear, from chasing beetles across the den, from finding mother the best leaf they could. Beetleboo understood from a young age that his family was broken, beaten, and in pieces. Yet, he learned to smile through the bad times and the good. To find joy in the little things. It was all a young cat could do in situations like these. So, just say boo to the shadows and smile a little, it makes the days a little brighter.

HISTORY,

While talking one day in camp, grooming and just hanging out in general, Cravedsnow and Beetleboo witness a few couples in the area. Cravedsnow watches them with interest, or at least that's what Beetleboo thinks. So he talks about their ideal mates, gauges what she's looking for in a lover, and then goes and steals a cat close to that from FallClan. It takes a little while but finally Beetleboo kidnaps a poor tom from FallCaln named, Solementhrall. He spied on the tom and felt him a good fit. Dragging poor Solementhrall to MoonClan, he hides him, tied up, in a hollow tree while he disappears to collect Cravedsnow. After revealing his gift to her, she's not happy with him.


It’s been moons and many changes have come to MoonClan. But the most recent is the find that Bettleboo had while hiding from angry cats following a prank. The tom had stumbled upon two malnourished kits and taken them in as his own. Now a dad of Batkit and Bonekit, their little family has grown. But is he a wise choice as a dad?
 

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PERSONALITY,

Pale green eyes gaze across camp, curiosity filling them and wonder encasing them. Just who was he? Who had he been? Why was he here? Questions filled his life and probably always would. Lostelm had been found by the clan and has lived here ever since. With no memories, he has no idea where he came from, what his name was, or even if he had anyone who loved him. The tom has asked these questions to many and even to his own heart, but alas he's never gotten an answer. All he can remember is a loving smile and an unforgettable scent. Maybe he's like his father? Or a cousin or brother? Could that be where he gets his kind personality? His gentle exterior and patient nature? Will he ever know? With a heart true and loyal, the tom has taken a place among SumemrClan's ranks and is content with it. But he still asks these questions, still wonders about who he was before and if he was a different cat back then. His brown fur is dark and thin, similar to the elm tree and his eyes the pale green of new leaves. He was named Lost when he first appeared in the clan, unable to remember his own name, and thus was nicknamed Lost. From there, and once he'd earned his way into the ranks of SummerClan, he'd become Lostelm. Even though he doesn't remember who he is, he'd accepted who he's become and that's a calm, kind, and forgiving tom. While the cat he once was is gone and lost to history, he can create himself anew here in SummerClan while seeking answers to the memories he's lost. But, does he really care who he was? Does he want to know? Maybe he won't like who he was? All Lostelm knows is that he's happy here in SummerClan, scars, no memories, and all.

HISTORY,

This tom lost his memories and has lived in SummerClan ever since. He wonders who he was before he was found by the clan and what his life could have been like if he'd never have lost his memories. Where did he come from? Did he have a family or anyone who cared about him? Were they looking for him? But the truth is, he use to be known as ? and lived as a member of the Fire Gang, a rogue gang that terrorized the lands. He was the next in line to lead the group, until someone had arranged for him to be murdered while out on a mission. While the gang thought he was dead, he'd managed to survive, but just barely. The medicine cat of the clan healed him back to full strength, but even he could not restore the memory of the warrior.

Lostelm has spent the last few moons in SummerClan and grown to love it. Nearly being there for a year, the tom has grown close with Wispycloud, and many believed them to be mates, so they did just that. They became mates out of peer pressure, and though they do enjoy each other's company. Their relationship is not like normal couples, but so far they're making it work. They even have a litter of kits now; Oakkit, Bluekit, and Fallenkit. The two have broken up but chosen to remain as good friends, even best friends. Though Lostelm and Wispycloud are no longer mates, they are choosing to still raising their kits together and be supportive parents. It's just been realized though that Lostelm is not attracted to she-cats but males and they separated on good terms. 

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PERSONALITY,

The night is calm, cool, colorful. It's hypnotizing and beautiful. Nightfreeze is so much like the night. Her fur is fluffy and pitch black, he eyes blue as icicles. She is truly a WinterClan cat. But she is not a claimed WinterClan cat. Nightfreeze was disowned by her father when she was dropped off in the clan as a kit by her mother. Her litter, and many others, were the result of the blind dating event between WinterClan and DayClan. Her mother didn't want her, and neither did her father. But she was accepted into WinterClan, as were her siblings and they've been there ever since. While her family may disown her and not claim her, the clan does as they do all kits that show up on WinterClan territory. Nightfreeze has learned to be thick-skinned and cold. But her heart gleams with longing and desire. She wants something to fill that void of what having a true family would have done. That void that was created by being disowned and pushed aside as a kit. It is this longing that has driven her to seek cat after cat, lover after lover, and never feel satisfied with what she finds.

HISTORY,

Nightfreeze is known for flings, even after she was officially married to her arranged mate Snowflurry. The two get along well enough but the she-cat still disappears on flings. It’s no surprise that one of them ended up with her pregnant. Her mate is claiming them as his even though the litter belongs to Chimeramask of SummerClan. Blackkit, Tundrakit, Swiftkit, and Speckledkit have a good mix of orange in nearly all of their furs or features that could connect them to their biological father. Really, anyone could tell that Speckledkit and Swiftkit aren’t Snowflurry’s kits buts o fat no one has had the balls to say anything. At least kit within hearing range of Nightfreeze and her sharp claws. Recently, her father has been trying to reconnect with her. He even apologized but she didn’t accept it. Polarblast was many things but Nightfreeze would never believe him as a changed man. In all honesty, she believed he was only trying this now as their family had all but died off and her kits are the newest generation of it, even if they aren’t even half WinterClan blood anymore. 


Blackpaw has been chosen as Pupil, the next Warloxk of the clan and Nightfreeze is not happy. Her son does not appear to want the honor either. Bath cats are furious but Nightfreeze is the one actually speaking out about it. Haven’t even tried to go and growl at Wintrystar about the decision and get her son back in the path of becoming a warrior. It didn’t go well. Nightfreeze was seng back to the nursery to await the arrival of her newest kits and to stay there until they had arrived. That was her punishment. Confinement like a child scolded. The she-cat had another fling, this time with a tom from SpringClan named Wolfsgrin and had gotten pregnant. Their kits are Ebonykit and Nebulakit, who were born shortly after Blackpaw was promoted. If it hadn’t been for this pregnancy, she would have protested more. And she still plans to so long as her son is unhappy. The queen refuses to allow any of her kits to kit be happy. 

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PERSONALITY,

WinterClan is cold and harsh, only the strong survive it. Wolftundra is one of the strong; in mind, spirit, and body. Born in WinterClan as a pure-blooded warrior, Wolftundra values the ideal of purebloods being stronger and more suited for the life in the mountains. His family told him time and again how strength lies within one's blood. That it is the blood that determines your worth, your value. The dirty white in color, rough, raged appearance and a wild element to Wolftundra embodies the perfect cruel WinterClan tom. He's a wolf in appearance and heart. Cold, cruel, and cunning. Anger fills his heart and yellow eyes. His temper is as wild as a blizzard in the middle of summer; unpredictable and fierce. It has made him a force of nature, a wild card, and yet a predictable warrior. His cards are held close, his values closer, and his opinion for all to know. Wintrystar is one that has heard his opinion many a times, and not always in the most cubical of ways. The two have come to blows in the past, not long after Wintrystar was nominated to lead the clan but before she was acknowledged as the leader of the clan. The battle left with Wintrystar victorious and Wolftundra with a newfound respect for the she-cat. It is this respect that has lead to him being able to bring himself to follow their leader, especially since she's only half WinterClan. Bloodlines are important to home but he respects Wintrystar enough to follow her lead. It helps that Wintrystar is also pushing for more of a pure-blooded WinterClan; the perfect and ideal world. While he respects Wintrystar, he does not respect any others with mixed blood and has made that known many a times. His views are that WinterClan is only strong with pure blood, outsiders should be outlawed. A wolf that desires family ties and loyalty alone. Blood is life, blood is strength.

HISTORY,

The tom was arranged to Stormyblizzard during the arranged marriage act and while he was fen with that at first, he wasn't so much once he found out she was  traitor. She'd defied Wintrystar and was having someone else's kits. That was not okay with him. Thus the tom wishes to divorce her. But going back a few moons, back when all things were going fine and Stormyblizzard was still a loyal cat, the tom acquired a pet, a prisoner. This tom had been trying to steal back Sweetiepeach's kits following the raid on DayClan for the WinterClan kits form the Blind Dating event. He was caught and Wolftundra was given the prisoner as a personal slave, or pet. He thus renamed the cat Rodent and has bene keeping him on a short leash ever since. But he's grown to like the cat, and refuses to admit it. Even after making the tom murder Stormgrazer, to force Windyhurricane (who's Stormgazer's mate from SummerClan) to commit to Sweetiepeach and thus produce more full blooded WinterClan kits, Rodent still remains loyal to Wolftundra. The cat was even unsupervised time to commit this murder and yet, he still returned. Impressed, and pleased by the loyalty, Wolftundra has kept him even closer and developed a fondness for the prisoner, even though he will never admit to such a thing. 

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