Name: Wolf that Runs through Autumn Fields
Nickname: Wolf
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Age: 16 moons
Mate/crush: Open
Mother: Twig that Quivers in Wind (Twig)
Father: Fox that Stalks Mouse (Fox)
Kits: N/A
Mentor (past or present): Someone
Apprentice (past or present): Open
Personality: Eager to please his superiors and takes advice very seriously. Honest to a default and keeps an open mind. Upbeat in even the most dire situations. Tries to be considerate of everyone in everything he does; he's hard to dislike. Not the most sure-footed cat; he would've made a horrendous hunter, and he struggles with lingering clumsiness as a fighter. He does make light of his oversized paws and keeps on trying, though. Knows how to crack an opportune joke, but he has a timely thoughtfulness about him as well. He would throw his life away again and again even if only to save a single Tribemate. Entirely altruistic in all he does. The very last cat to be ever be accused of disloyalty or nefarious motives.
A lovable idiot when it comes to she-cats. Secretly, he can't wait to fall in love and raise a litter; the idea of such a future nearing both thoroughly consternates and awes him.
Physical Description: Handsome golden tabby. Faint ginger stripes and white underbelly. Light hazel eyes.
Nickname: Wolf
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter
Age: 16 moons
Mate/crush: Open
Mother: Twig that Quivers in Wind (Twig)
Father: Fox that Stalks Mouse (Fox)
Kits: N/A
Mentor (past or present): Someone
Apprentice (past or present): Open
Personality: Eager to please his superiors and takes advice very seriously. Honest to a default and keeps an open mind. Upbeat in even the most dire situations. Tries to be considerate of everyone in everything he does; he's hard to dislike. Not the most sure-footed cat; he would've made a horrendous hunter, and he struggles with lingering clumsiness as a fighter. He does make light of his oversized paws and keeps on trying, though. Knows how to crack an opportune joke, but he has a timely thoughtfulness about him as well. He would throw his life away again and again even if only to save a single Tribemate. Entirely altruistic in all he does. The very last cat to be ever be accused of disloyalty or nefarious motives.
A lovable idiot when it comes to she-cats. Secretly, he can't wait to fall in love and raise a litter; the idea of such a future nearing both thoroughly consternates and awes him.
Physical Description: Handsome golden tabby. Faint ginger stripes and white underbelly. Light hazel eyes.
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