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Designed a boy for my username on the Warrior cat website and I love him. I'm finally back in the fandom bby and damn it feels good to be back!
Also, I’m looking for communities since I haven’t been in the warrior cats fandom since I was 14!
Ahem, theres a little TLDR on him I’ve thought of while designing him. Feel free to read it under the cut :>
Born into Windclan midwinter Wrenkit was small and scrawny, the little kit tended to get sick quite easily - ending up in the nursery a lot of times through his first moon. His mother Dustpelt was a fiercely protective queen and she kept a close eye on her only son, with how weak he was she tended to dote on him a lot.. A thing Wrenkits father Ashenfoot was strongly against, he was under the impression that his kit should be able to do better. Afterall, the older tom was respected and revered in their clan for being a formidable warrior and Windclans deputy, as it were the tom was certainly expecting more from his first kit.

Wrenkit was made an apprentice and given the name Wrenpaw, his mentor ended up being a senior warrior by the name of Crookedtail, a jolly and hardworking old tom. Crookedtail didn’t have long before he’d retire and join the other elders in the Elder’s den, but he was determined to mentor his last apprentice. The moons flew by under the watchful eye of his mentor and Wrenpaw kept growing stronger by the day, he kept a slim physique but grew into his big ears. He grew close with the old warrior, forming a sort of father-son bond that he had never had with his own dad. The young cat was standoffish to most of the other cats in the clan, the only cats he felt close to was his mom Dustpelt and his mentor Crooked tail. Wrenpaw was an exceptional hunter good at stalking and killing prey, especially the different kinds of avians that inhabited Windclan territory, being able to jump high to catch the birds.

He became a valuable hunter of the clan, so when it was time for him to join the ranks as a warrior at 11 moons of age, Miststar, the old and wise clan leader, decided that a good name for the young warrior would be Birdlegs. Both for his long legs and slight frame, but also for his talent to catch and bring home prey for the clan.

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Just so you know, he was castrated by a capture neuter release program while he was hunting in the humans neighborhood. Mostly because of drama involving future mates and the he’s aggressiveness going down, making him a more friendly cat.

Description

Designed a boy for my username on the Warrior cat website and I love him. I'm finally back in the fandom bby and damn it feels good to be back!
Also, I’m looking for communities since I haven’t been in the warrior cats fandom since I was 14!
Ahem, theres a little TLDR on him I’ve thought of while designing him. Feel free to read it under the cut :>
Born into Windclan midwinter Wrenkit was small and scrawny, the little kit tended to get sick quite easily - ending up in the nursery a lot of times through his first moon. His mother Dustpelt was a fiercely protective queen and she kept a close eye on her only son, with how weak he was she tended to dote on him a lot.. A thing Wrenkits father Ashenfoot was strongly against, he was under the impression that his kit should be able to do better. Afterall, the older tom was respected and revered in their clan for being a formidable warrior and Windclans deputy, as it were the tom was certainly expecting more from his first kit.

Wrenkit was made an apprentice and given the name Wrenpaw, his mentor ended up being a senior warrior by the name of Crookedtail, a jolly and hardworking old tom. Crookedtail didn’t have long before he’d retire and join the other elders in the Elder’s den, but he was determined to mentor his last apprentice. The moons flew by under the watchful eye of his mentor and Wrenpaw kept growing stronger by the day, he kept a slim physique but grew into his big ears. He grew close with the old warrior, forming a sort of father-son bond that he had never had with his own dad. The young cat was standoffish to most of the other cats in the clan, the only cats he felt close to was his mom Dustpelt and his mentor Crooked tail. Wrenpaw was an exceptional hunter good at stalking and killing prey, especially the different kinds of avians that inhabited Windclan territory, being able to jump high to catch the birds.

He became a valuable hunter of the clan, so when it was time for him to join the ranks as a warrior at 11 moons of age, Miststar, the old and wise clan leader, decided that a good name for the young warrior would be Birdlegs. Both for his long legs and slight frame, but also for his talent to catch and bring home prey for the clan.

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Just so you know, he was castrated by a capture neuter release program while he was hunting in the humans neighborhood. Mostly because of drama involving future mates and the he’s aggressiveness going down, making him a more friendly cat.