Larkwhisker of MarshClan

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Name: Larkwhisker
Past Names: Larkkit, Larkpaw
Gender: Male
Age: 34 moons
Rank: Warrior
Clan: Marshclan
Love: None
Basic Description: She resembles the pelt of a leopard and the scrawny muscles.
Appearance:

Larkwhisker has a leopard-style pelt, with a light brown basic coat and darker spots/stripes. Her eyes are a deep orange color and glow lighter near Sunhigh. Her tail is a bit short due to a Twoleg trap biting the tip off. Her ears are almost always upright, as if she was searching for danger in her sleep. Due to her name, her whiskers are longer and thinner than normal, giving her name. Lark- gives her the pelt coloring, light brown with darker flecks.

Personality:

Does the term, 'flighty' ring a bell? She is very impatient and rushes into battle to help, not hurt, ones that were injured from her Clan. She would have been a born medicine cat, but her true calling was to become a warrior. Her stealth in battle could come in handy when you are up against a group of rogues or something of the sort. She is a normal, headstrong warrior and wishes the best for her Clan.

Kin:

Goldenfang, brother, deceased
Dustflower, mother, deceased
Thrushflight, father, deceased

History:

As a it, she was always told what to do. Sleep here, eat this, stop pricking me with your claws... Nagging was her weakness, but she got over that quickly. Once she became an apprentice, Larkpaw was ready for anything her mentor threw at her. She learned many moves, maybe even two a day, if she wasn't tired. The day before she became a warrior, a battle broke out with a small group, around five, and the Clan was wounded. She had to help out since she was not in the battle, but on the sidelines. She saved a few lives, even her brother's. She could not save her mother, nor father from this incident, but scars ran over her heart in rememberance of them. To this day, she still weeps and has grief for the lost warriors, mostly because they were her parents.

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