TFC - Snowburn, Kind, Wise, Old Man

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•Name:  Snowkit - Snowpaw - Snowsplash - Snowburn - SnowStar
   Prefix: Snow – Named because of his incredibly white fur. So white that it resembles snow.
   Suffix: Burn – Named after he risked his life to save a kit stuck in a fire and left with a bad burn.

•Age: 58 moons
•Gender: Tom
•Clan: UmbreClan
•Rank: Deputy
•Mentor:  Runningflight <--- Past
•Apprentice: (Current) N/A (Past) Jewelblaze
•Breed: Oriental Longhair cat

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•Voice: His voice is very confident sounding and flows like honey; it’s the kind of voice you’d make up an excuse just to hear it. But it has been tainted by the prolonged exposure to smoke, therefore, it sounds a bit scratchy/lost every now and then.
•Scent: He smells of singed fur and burnt flesh when close but like the morning after a rain when afar.
•Height: Above average
•Weight: Average
•Fur Length/Texture: Medium fur with a Soft and silky texture, except around his burn. The fur is course there. SUMMERSince Winter Snowburn's pelt is thinner than normal but it growing back steadily. Although it is growing back course but with a very soft undercoat.WINTER Because of the harsh cold and the stress Snowburn is going through he has been loosing fur thus making his pelt incredibly thin and malnourished.
•Scars or Disabilities: A burn mark on his left side that covers close to half of his body. The burn also blinded his left eye and stole most of the hearing in his left ear. He also has trouble breathing now and then from the prolonged exposure to the flames. Snowurn has also acquired many scars on top of his burn and a niche in his right ear from The Scarlet War. He also has a scratch across his muzzle and a chunk taken out of his belly. The doing of Crowscreech.
•SO: Pansexual

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•Personal:

Mother: Adderbreeze
Father: Willowrain
Sisters: Lionclaw, Redwind
Brothers: None
Mate: None

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•Personality:

Positive;; Determined – Loyal – Kind - Protective

[Determined] – After being told “You can never to this because you’re blind/injured/weak.” Snowburn set his mind to proving them wrong. He gives his all everyday with everything he does, whether he’s hunting, guarding, or just struggling to walk strait. He’s determined to show that he’s worth it.

[Loyal] – Snowburn is one of the most loyal cats you will ever meet. He would give his life to Starclan if it would save his clan from disaster.

[Kind] – Despite his gruesome appearance Snowburn is such a softy, especially when it comes to kits. He loves making new friends and when you get to know him he’s a really nice guy.

[Protective] – This trait gels with his loyalty. Snowburn is very protective of his clan, family, and friends. If anyone was in danger he would risk his life and/or his dignity if they would only be safe again.

Negative;; Distrusting – Serious – Easily Offended

[Distrusting] – After being burned cats kept lying to him so that he wouldn’t feel bad that he couldn’t go on a patrol. When he found out that they were lying he stopped trusting most everyone. If you gain Snowburn’s trust then you’ve gained his respect as well. But if you misuse his trust then he may hardly ever trust you again.

[Serious] – When Snowburn says to do something you better do it. He’s not joking around. Everything he tells you to do has a very good, logical reason behind it. What he tells you to do may save your life later, you never know.

[Easily Offended] – This cat can’t take a lick of sarcasm. He thinks you’re truly mad at him or are truly joking. It’s safer to just be blunt with Snowburn regardless if it’s good or bad news.

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•History:

The Old Clan;;

I didn’t always belong to UmbreClan, first I was part of a clan called TideClan. As you may have guessed TideClan was stationed by the ocean and had the forest at its back. It was a beautiful clan, every morning when you woke up the strong smell of the sea would fill your nose and the sound of waves rolling over the rocks would fill your ears. Anyway, I was born to the cats Willowrain and Adderbreeze; the most devoted couple you would ever meet. I was told that it was early in the morning when my sisters and I were born, first Lionclaw came, then Redwind, and then finally me, the runt of the litter. Growing up I looked up to my father like no other cat before me. He taught me how to respect, how to be kind, how to be honest, but most importantly how to love. Days came and went and before I knew it I was an apprentice under the training of a beautiful gold colored she-cat named Runningflight. She taught me how to hunt, track, fight, and how to be loyal. When the time came for me to be assessed I passed with flying colors and was the first apprentice in my group to become a warrior. I think the others were jealous. The new name I received was Snowsplash, splash because I was an exceptional swimmer and hunter in the ocean.

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The Burn;;

It had been about fifteen moons since I was named a warrior and about thirteen moons since my sisters were named warriors. It was a cool night in the summer and around this time of year a few Twolegs pass through our territory. But this night was so much different. A group of younger Twolegs was passing through our territory and they got incredibly close to our camp. One of them dropped a white stick that was burning red at the end. Sooner then we knew our camp was up in flames! Our leader, Owlstar, got most of the cats out of the ocean entrance; the rest went out the forest entrance, myself included. Just as the cats who got out the forest way were going to try and regroup with the rest of the clan, a cry from a loan queen was heard among the rumble of the flames. “SPOTKIT!? SPOTKIT WHERE ARE YOU?!” Everyone frantically looked around for Spotkit but had no luck finding him. “He must have gotten separated when the flames started.” A cat close to me said. Without thinking I ran back into the flames; I heard a crash and looked back, my escape had been blocked by a fallen tree engulfed by flames. I ran up to the top of high rock and yowled over and over again at the top of my lungs “SPOTKIT! SPOTKIT WHERE ARE YOU?” I was about to give up for my lungs were giving out and the flames were licking at my paws. But then I heard it, a tiny meow among the roaring of the flames. I quickly looked around and spotted the kit, stuck in the nursery. I leapt down from the rock, crashing into the ground because my vision failed me due to the extreme heat. I hustled my way over to where I thought the nursery was, my guess to where the kit had been trapped was correct but there was a huge tree that had fallen in front of the entrance blocking his escape and my entry. I tried to beckon the kit out but he was too frightened, I managed to squeeze under the fallen tree but as I did so I could feel the flames penetrating my flesh. I yowled at the pain, quickly grabbed the kit, and wriggled my way back out. I could feel the flames start to enter and burn my lungs; I had to get out fast. Looking around I only say one way out, I ran up the high rock once more and leapt over the brush we placed over our ocean entrance. Both Spotkit and I crashed into the soft sand and rolled down the beach; sand filing our wounds as we did so. I got up as quickly as I could, which wasn’t quick at all, you could compare me to a turtle and he would still be faster. Spotkit hanging from my mouth, I limped a ways down the beach to a safe spot. I set Spotkit down in the sand and realized that he wasn’t breathing. Spotkit was dead.

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The Transition;;

That night I mourned the loss of Spotkit, wishing him a swift travel up to Starclan for his death was unjust. The next morning I woke up practically unable to move my left side. I could still feel the heat of the flames licking at my wounds. Slowly I made my way down to the water and sat in it for some time, letting the cool ocean water sooth my burn. The rest of my clan had gone the night before and I was alone. It was mid-afternoon and I had only just made it to our neighboring clans’ border. A patrol found me collapsed from pain and they drug me back to their camp and to their medicine cat. She treated my wounds and I asked if they had heard of a large group of cats pass through recently; my lost clan. She told me not of my group but of another, she said they headed north to the thunder path. Once she was sure I could manage on my own I left for the group of cats. It took me around four moons to catch up, twice as long as any other cat. My burns really slowed my pace. After examining the group of cats I found out who was in charge, I was pointed to a big ashy white tabby with an unusual mane. He took one look at me and my burn and sent me in the direction of a black and grey cat named Froststar. I talked with him for a bit, told him my story, and after that he welcomed me to his clan with open arms; though he did change my name. He saw that my bravery and my burn mark made me deserve a new name. From that moment on I was known as Snowburn; Snow, in respect for my last name and clan, and Burn to always remind me of my bravery in risking my life to save Spotkit.

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Meeting Froststar;;

There are many wonderful traits that Froststar holds. He’s an amazing leader for starters, leading his clan with dignity, integrity, and grace. Another trait is that he’s someone you can always count on, someone who’s always willing to listen. He’s like the father we never had, giving us advice when we need it and punishment when we deserve it. But the trait that I adore most about Froststar is that he chooses to look past out pelts, past out disabilities, and look at what’s on the inside. An excellent example of this is when he first met me. The moment Froststar laid his eyes on me and started to silently judge me, he chose to look past the scar, past the burn, and to just look inside. Oh boy and when he did it was like a feast for the mind! He saw the determination, the loyalty, the kindness, the strength, all the things the other cats chose to ignore just because of a burn mark they covered close to half of my body. “Never judge a cat by his pelt.” My father used to say this to me every morning before I left the den. I’m telling you this, so that in hopes, the next cat you meet you’ll look past the scar, past the blindness, past the disability, and just focus on what’s inside. Because in the end, that’s all that really matters anyway right?

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Becoming Deputy;;

It started when the war started, the war between Furyclan and the world, the Scarlet War. Froststar and I were in a heated battle with some Furyclan cats. “"How are you holding up?" Froststar asked me as he slashed at a Furyclan warrior. I replied by whacking a cat in the face and said "Pretty good Froststar, and yourself?!" I tried to position myself so that my weak point, my burn, was facing away from the dangers. We assessed each other’s injuries and fell to each other’s sides. After looking around for a moment Froststar noticed that the Furyclan cats were going after the weak and young warriors; typical Furyclan. I suggested that we split up, I go and get the Queens with their kits, and he go get the young warriors. I turned to Froststar and almost immediately saw him leap over me; little to my knowledge a Furyclan cat was trying to ambush me. Froststar saved my life. Soon enough we split up and I sped off to the nursery. "I'll meet you at the leaders den when I'm done!" I called after Froststar as we split paths. When I arrived at the nursery I could see that the queens had huddled in the back of the den, their back to the kits. They were surrounded by three Furyclan cats all varying in size. I quickly decided what had to be done. I took a running start and slid under the biggest Furyclanner, raking its belly as I did so. When I emerged from the other side I popped up quickly and threw my claws against another Furyclaner’s neck but I didn't escape unharmed. Before I could slice the neck of the medium sized cat the cat dug his claws into my burn scar, staining my pure white fur red. The third cat was the smallest and the quickest, he jumped on my back and he too dug his claws into my side. I let out a loud cry of pain from the deep scratches and felt my legs go weak, along with my mind go fussy. I knew that if I didn't shake this cat off I would pass out from the pain. I used what little wits I had left and preformed the 'drop and roll technique'. Slamming down to the ground and using all my weight to roll over the cat, this made the Furyclan cat let go and gave my enough time to rake the exposed belly of the cat. Exhausted and breathing heavily I stood as tall as I could, holding my burnt leg up off of the ground. "Come with me." I said to the Queens and quickly, silently escorted them out of the camp and to a large group of warriors. "Head to Dewclan, they are welcoming us in this time of need." I told the eldest warrior. "Froststar and I will gather up the rest of the young and injured and meet you there." I nodded and sent the group off. "Time to help Froststar." I said to myself and shot off back to the camp ignoring the incredible pain on my left side. When I arrived back at the camp I saw Froststar with Lightheart gathering up some herbs. He told me to gather up as many others as I could. I left him with Lightheart and found five others, four injured and one able. I slowly helped them to the camp entrance and frantically waited for Froststar to arrive. “Where in Starclan is he?!” I said just about to leave without him so I could save the rest of these warriors but then he came; herbs in hand and Lightheart at his side. We all made it to Dewclan safely, watching Swiftclan and Dewclan warriors pass us as they headed to Umbreclan to help protect it. Since I was still able to fight I thought about heading back to Umbreclan camp but Froststar called my off. I’m glad he did so too, I was afraid that if I took another hit I would pass out and find myself in Starclan. Put there by some coward of Furyclan. I could tell that Froststar wanted to tell me something but he refused to talk to me until I saw the medicine cat. I had to wait a while to get treated, due to there being so many injured cats that took priority over myself. Soon enough Lightheart put some things on my wounds, gave me some poppy seeds to chew on, and sent me off. When I tried to find Froststar he was on top of the Dewclan high rock. "All members of Umbreclan please gather for a meeting." He yowled and watched as his heartbroken clan surrounded the rock. I took a seat somewhere in the middle of the pack, letting all my weight fall to my right side to help make my left side feel better. When all were gathered Froststar spoke, "Friends... Thank you," He started, getting some warriors who looked down at the ground, "Do not think yourself shameful. Your efforts to help your clan were great. If I could I would make all of the apprentices warriors, and had I been in Starclan I would hold you all in a high standard and bless all of your with health." He shook his head, "But for now we all live together and mourn for the loss of our fellow clan members." He looked to the sky with a sigh. "Let us take a small moment of silence." The whole clan fell silent, mourning their lost ones. Some queens cried but were quickly comforted by the rest of their clan. After a moment Froststar continued, "We shall spend our night healing here, then everyone who is able will return to Umbreclan to continue to fight for our homeland." Several murmured in agreement. Some who still had hot fire in their eyes. When it felt as if Froststar was done he looked to the stars, "I say these words before Starclan, so that they may hear and approve of my choice," He closed his eyes, then opened them looking to his right. He smiled as if an old friend had just joined him. "It has been moons since the death of our last deputy Smokepelt, as you know I mourned her loss for a long time and several of you were concerned... I have now made my choice, and," He took in a breath of air. "Snowburn shall be the new deputy of Umbreclan." I was utterly shocked and filled with astonishment. My whole body started to shake; with adrenalin, perhaps, terror, maybe, or maybe it was because I thought myself unworthy. ’There are plenty of other cats who would be better for the deputy position than myself! Like Burntwing, with his wits, or Stormtruth, with her kindness, or even Honeywhisper with her trustworthiness. Why me?’ I could hear some cats start to chant my name but all that I focused on was Froststar. Our eyes met and I could see that Froststar was confident in himself, he was confident that he made the right choice and that gave me hope, it gave my strength. I stood up, my shaking barely noticeable now, and gave Froststar a little bow accepting this great responsibility. Froststar jumped down, off the rock, and walked over to me. I stood tall, proud and confident now. "Come, it's time that we thought up a strategy to beat these large cats." He whispered to me and lead me over to a private area in the Dewclan camp. I couldn’t help but smile honored by Froststar’s choice. “Yes Froststar, let’s show Furyclan why you don’t want to mess with Umbreclan.” I whispered back to my leader, then followed him over to the area, to the end of a weak Umbreclan and the beginning of a strong Umbreclan.

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The Infection;;

The snow wasn't getting better, neither were these sicknesses going around. It first started in my clan, Umbreclan, and then quickly spread to Dewclan, Furyclan, and Swiftclan. Although Swiftclan had seemed to taken a much less beating then the other clans. I coughed and doubled over. Blood stained the white snow and my white fur. Ugg... I felt like crap. I pushed some snow over the blood and tried to cover the spot with no avail. I coughed again, this time it felt like I was hacking up a lung. My eyes were shut but when I opened them I felt something slip down my face. I felt the substance roll down my cheek and drop into my mouth. It tasked funny, like I swallowed a nail. Blood. It dripped from my eyes, and nose and stained the pureness around me.

As time went on the sickness only got worse, but in a weird way... also got better... It's hard to explain and even harder to see but I tell you the truth. I-I felt closer to myself in a way, an odd way. It's an experience that you would have had to feel rather then be told about.

Finally, the pain is over. After that cat from Furyclan, Wyvernfire son of Phoenixstar, did something magical everything felt better. The black goo dissipated from the waters and the animals began to become alive again. The birds returned and everything seemed to be normal. I don't know what that cat did but I am very thankful to him.

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•Likes:

☑ Water/Swimming

☑ Making friends

☑ Kits/Apprentices

☑ Teaching/Giving wisdom

☑  Summer

•Dislikes:

☒ Fire

☒ Losing lives (of other cats)

☒ Being judged

☒ Someone saying “he can’t do this” because of his burn, blindness, and/or hearing loss.

☒ Extreme cold

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•Extras:

•Music;; 
Paper Scars – Lovedrug

I Can Make You Love Me – British India

Addicted To You – Avicii

I T 'LL A L L W O R K O U T

I Know I'm a wolf - Young Heretics

Terrible Things – Mayday Parade

Butterfly Culture - Benjamin Francis Leftwhich

Still - Daughter

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•Relationships

Sexuality: Straight
Looking for: A beautiful she-cat preferably of a golden color, who will look past his scar and just care about what’s on the inside.

Crush 
 Love 
 Likes 
 Friend 
 Best friend 
 Family 
 Respect 
Unsure 
 Dislike/Discomfort 
 Fear 
 Hates 
 Loathes 
 Acquaintance 
Mysterious/Curiousity 
Deceased ✝
Mate ♥

FuryClan;;

;;;;;;;; Phoenixstar – “Even though I only met you the one time at the beginning, something seemed off about you. Now I know what it was you murderer.”
;;;; Jewalblaze - "You were such a fun little kit, what happened? Did I fail you?"
;;;;;; Lioncall - "I don't now much about you."
;;;;;; Crowscreech - "Why do you even side with that monster!?"
;;;;;;;; Windstream - "You were kind. Something that I wouldn't expect from such a horrible clan."

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SwiftClan;;

;; Basilstorm - "You're even shorter then you look little one."

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DewClan;;

;; Icecrown - "You are a very strange... she-cat."

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UmbreClan;;

;;;;;; Froststar – “My leader and dear friend, I would gladly fight by your side in any battle.”
;;;;;; Petalvoice - "Such a beautiful she-cat you are. I would hunt with you anytime."
;;;; Dapplecave✝ - "I was sad to see you go in The Scarlet War."
;;;; Goldenapple - "I'm sorry that you had to see me like that around Jewelblaze. I hope you also see my better side." "But I do enjoy the way you called me 'sir'"
;;;; Hollypaw - "You're such  sweet little kit. I hope you grow up to find a nice tom who will treat you like a queen."
;;;;;; Midnightbreath - "Don't really know you but you seem like a nice tom. I hope I can get to know you better."
;;;; Koipaw - "I can't wait to see you become a warrior. I know you will be a bit help to the clan."
;;;;;; Wolfleap✝ - "You were the sweetest elder I have ever met. May you rest in peace and hunt well in Starclan"

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Rogue/Loner/Kittypet;;

N/A

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•Roleplay Example:

Snowburn was still a mixed drink of three parts anger and one part sorrow when he heard the massive tom, Phoenixstar yell for peace. ‘Wow, just look at what anger has turned you into Snowburn.’ He thought to himself. “you set such a good example for your clan.” He muttered to himself and walked away from the young tom. 

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•Roleplay Settings

Roleplay availability
Notes | ✔ (Best way for me)
Skype | ✔ (note me for my skype name)
Chats | ✔
Comments | ✔
iScribble | ✔ (RedMilk on here)

Roleplay ratings
G/PG | ✔
PG-13 | ✔
M | ✔ (over note only)

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Age updated in May 15th 2015