Flicksprout

[Rennybud]

FLICKSPROUT



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Male : 27 moons : Warrior : Gay

Appearance: {a scarred light brown mackerel tabby tom with thick sleek fur and blue eyes}

Flicksprout is slightly smaller than the average cat, but swimming has made his legs and paws bulkier and well muscled. He has thick, sleek light brown fur with mackerel patterned tabby markings. He has white tufts of fur inside his ears but is otherwise not a fluffy cat. His eyes are a striking blue-green, almost like the sea, and he has webbed paws like the rest of Shellclan. He has several scars spread across his body that came from training with his father. His stripes are darker on his face, tail, and legs but are a bit more orange tinted along the rest of his body. He often has a tired look on his face and two slightly darker rings under his eyes give him the illusion of eye-bags.

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Personality: {Fiery, brave, rash, gullible, protective, adventurous}

Flicksprout really wants to be perceived as a cool guy (he is not a cool guy).  He wants more than anything, however, to prove himself to his clan. He can be a little reckless at times, but has good intentions. He is a bit lion-hearted and wont stand for any kind of bullying or abuse of power, even if he is outmatched. He is naturally inclined to leadership and has a bold voice if he remembers to use it. Because of the horrid training with his father, he has well developed fighting skills and won't hesitate to use them. He is fiercely loyal to his clan and would give his life to save his friends in a heartbeat. He has a deep desire to find his purpose in life.

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History:
Flicksprout was not born into an easy life. He was born just a bit too early during a cold early Newleaf. His parents were journeying to the new territories and his mother was weak when she found out she was pregnant. His brother, Crestkit, didn't make it through the first night. Flickkit was strong, if slightly small, and managed to stay alive. Their mother, Stormypath, unfortunately died several days after giving birth. It was a miracle that Flickkit survived at all. Stormpetal quickly took up the role of a surrogate mother and kept him alive. Flickkit had to be weaned a week early and didn't grow to his potential full size as a result. Making the journey as a kit was hard, and until they arrived, Flickkit never had a proper home. It took a while for the new territory to feel like home as he had a lingering fear that they would have to leave again. On the journey he had a vision of what the new territory might be like and dreamedof it most nights. When they arrived it was a lot different than he thought it would be and struggled to let go of his longing for the perfect place to live. Stormpetal gave him a very realistic view of the world as she raised him, and with his father, Cliffshadow, badgering Flickkit constantly, he grew up to be a little rough around the edges. As an apprentice, Flickpaw was kind of reluctant to learn. He liked his mentor, Webhaze, but it felt more like Cliffshadow was his mentor. Webhaze was nice, but couldn't stand up to Cliffshadow when he wanted to take his son out training, which was often. Flickpaw despised the 'special' training sessions his father gave him. Cliffshadow would always beat him up, claws unsheathed, and berate him with cruel words. Cliffshadow hated having a small son and wanted to toughen him up by telling him he wasn't good enough. Even around camp, Flickpaw's father was impossible to impress and would undermine him with cross words. As a result, Flickpaw became a pessimistic and cynical cat, and was a jerk to the other apprentices. He didn't know how to handle his anger and depression, so he took it out on others. After many sleepless nights of training, Flicksprout finally became a warrior. He had a long talk with Webhaze the night before his assessment and got some much needed advice and support. Flicksprout outgrew his jerky behavior and decided that he would try to be better than Cliffshadow. His father, however, told him that he wasn't a warrior yet in his eyes, so the training continued with Cliffshadow still calling him Flickpaw. Flicksprout, feeling hopeless and tired of being put down, began rebel against his father. One night, during a training session at Featherfoot cliff (Cliffshadow's actions were frowned upon so he resorted to training in secluded areas), Flicksprout realized that his father was becoming increasingly more violent. Despite Flicksprout's pleas to stop and rest, Cliffshadow persisted in attacking his son. Flicksprout was suddenly aware that his father was going to kill him. In a last ditch effort to survive, he managed to catch Cliffshadow by surprise and kicked him over the edge of the cliff to his death. Flicksprout was horrified at what he'd done but guiltily felt very relieved that his bloodthirsty father was gone at last. He returned to camp and made up a story about a Valeclan border skirmish, terrified of being seen as a murderer. Some cats suspected anyway with varying views and theories on the matter. Flicksprout kept to himself for awhile after that, but made an effort to find out who he wanted to be. By the time he received Coyotepaw as an apprentice, Flicksprout was a new cat. He took more risks and tried new things. He was more friendly with his clanmates and tried his best to find close friendships. Whenever he feels down, he still seeks out Stormpetal and Webhaze for support, but he wants to be more trustful. While he's still not sure who he's meant to be, he is actively searching and putting himself into the world.

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Parents

Surrogate Mother: Stormpetal

Biological Mother: Storymypath (classic ginger tabby with lots of white spotting and golden eyes) [Deceased][NPC]

Father: Cliffshadow (Silver mackerel tabby with grey stripes and blue eyes) [Deceased & currently a Dark Forest cat][NPC]

Siblings

Brother: Crestkit [Deceased][NPC]

Clan relations

Former Mentor: Webhaze (A gentle, mostly white tom with dusty gray patches and green eyes) [NPC]

Apprentice: Coyotepaw


Using free spring character slot!