TailChaser -

♔ TAILCHASER ♔

{name} - Tailchaser
{gender} - Male
{age} - 11 moons
{clan} - None, he is a loner
{rank} - None

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{breed} - American shorthair mix

{body type} - Somewhat slender, fluid, build, is a tad bit shorter than average. Has a longer than average tail with one kink in it. No major scars or damages or illnesses. DOES HAVE A PROBLEM WITH WEIGHT. His weight will fluctuate greatly if he does not eat regularly. He seems to either be a bit too fat or a tad too skinny.

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{timezone} - West Coast (i live in washington baaha)

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{personality} - Testy | Compassionate | Friendly | Intelligent | Sarcastic | Flirtatious | Mischievous | Loyal | Trustworthy | Honest

{likes} - Honesty | Kits | Not being angered | Rain | Climbing trees | Playing | Grass | Flirting

{dislikes) - Arrogance | Rudeness | Those who abuse the fragile and unable | The stereotypical rabid anger of clan cats | Not having food

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{history / background} - Tailchaser was born a clan cat. His mother and father were from other clans. His mother was an Iceclan queen, and his father was a proud Stoneclan warrior. Other cats took notice of his mother's long disappearances and began to question her. She was sentenced to exile after she gave birth to kits that were unrecognizable as those of Iceclan. His mother soon grew ill, and his father left his clan on his own accord. Trying as hard as he could to keep his mate and his own kits alive, the tom slaved away, trying to hunt outside of other clans' territories. Though it did no good. Around the time Tailchaser and his siblings were able to be walk his mother passed away. His four other siblings and himself were devastated. Now it was up to his father to keep the kits alive. One after the other, they fell ill to sicknesses such as greencough, and with no medicinal experience, his father was helpless. Tailchaser was the largest of the litter, and sadly, the only one that survived. His father never really told Tailchaser how clan life was like, because he had grown a hatred for them. If they hadn't exiled his mate, she'd still be alive, and so would the other kits. Though his father did teach him how to fight in the ways of a warrior, and as his father, gave him no breaks or let him of easy, giving personal tips along the way. Tailchaser has always wondered what living in a clan would be like, and is somewhat interested in seeing how they live. The day Tailchaser would have officially completed his training, his father was attacked. By what, Tailchaser did not know. Walking back to the den from a small hunt, Tailchaser found his father dead. He roamed the forest, searching for a greater purpose, yet did not find any, not knowing of his unconventional heritage. Maybe this time around he will find purpose...?

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{area to be found} - Generally around the Iceclan and Stoneclan borders. He tries to avoid their territories, or clan cats in general, but can't help from doing so sometimes.

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{heart chart} - soon