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Description
Planning this guy for the NightBerryHiccup litter that's coming up! I might change his design to look more like Pantherspots or Juneau.

General
Name: Cranekit | Cranepaw | Crane?
  Crane – His fur color reminded ? of a crane
  -kit – Traditional suffix for kits
Nickname(s):
Age:
  [DOB: ? | AC: ? | WC: ? | DOD: ?]
Gender: Tomcat
Attracted to: She-cats (though he's difficult to approach and generally won't make the first move; somewhat asexual)

Clan: MoonClan
Rank: Kit
Mentor: None
Apprentice(s): N/A

APPEARANCE
Brief: Dark gray tomcat with darker stripes and a white muzzle, throat, and tail-tip
Breed: ? (Hiccupfoot) x ? (Berryrose) x ? (Nightfrost)
Fur: Short but fine (very plushy)
Build: Slightly shorter than average, but not by much; very thin and agile with small paws (he's not a fighter)
Voice:
  Kit: –––
  Apprentice: –––
  Warrior: –––
Scent:

Strengths: Sharp intellect, outsmarting others, communication
Weaknesses: Anything physical

Quirks
– Hates being called "short" (he'll claim he's average-sized)
– Tends to hum a lot, sometimes when he's nervous (he has his "comfort song" that he'll hum under his breath)

PERSONALITYl
Intelligent, analytical, quick to learn, energetic, great storyteller, sophisticated
Musical (vocal), daydreamer, focused, adventurous, poetic, good mimic, disciplined
Procrastinator, not a good listener, not a comforter, blunt, condescending

Exterior
[? | ? | ?]
Interior
[? | ? | ?]
Loved Ones
[? | ? | ?]

Like(s):
Dislike(s):
Goal(s):
Fear(s):

FAMILYl
Mother:
Father(s):
Sibling(s):
Littermate(s):

Mate:
Kit(s):

HISTORYl
Kit [DATE]
–
–
–

Apprentice [DATE]
–
–
–

Warrior [DATE]
–
–
–

RELATIONSHIPSl
MoonClan

SunClan

EXTRAl
Trivia
– His Human AU name would be Casey, and he would have precious dimples

Theme song(s):

Roleplay example: (I'll usually match the length of the other person's roleplay~)

The dark tabby she-cat had been sleeping restlessly, dreaming of being chased but never being fast enough through a dimly-lit forest. The forest was foreign to her; in her dreams, she would try to hide, but in her mind, she knew her pursuers would find her. And they always did, and so the chase was on once more. She heard screeches and yowling erupt through the forest, in her ears. She felt claws sink into her flanks, tripping her up. Another cat stood over her, his fangs bared. Falconscreech!

He lunged down to catch her neck in his jaws, and then Flickerpaw awoke with a start, shivering violently. She looked around wildly, finding little comfort in the familiar surroundings of MoonClan's camp, of her fellow apprentices sleeping peacefully beside her, of the dawn light filtering in through the gaps in the roof of the cavern. The dark she-cat lay there for what felt like forever, paralyzed, shaking. Finally, her heartbeat slowed to a bearable rhythm. Soft, relaxed. Whenever her thoughts flicked back to the dream, it quickened once more and she felt adrenaline and fear streak through her like a jolt.

Her green-orange eyes flicked to a side when a cat stirred. A gray tomcat rose from his nest and sauntered idly to the fresh-kill pile. Her eyes followed him. His posture was resigned, dejected. Figuring it'd be better to distract her racing thoughts, Flickerpaw got to her paws and followed him at a discreet distance. "Um... hi," she mewed. She didn't recognize the tomcat.

Activity level: I'm on dA every other day, but I tend to get busy with theater-related activities as I'm involved with the tech crew in the upcoming school play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead; I'm always drawing but it's usually traditional, so I'll have to start scanning in my drawings more often

CREDENTIALSl
?kit, design, and art by Nightyblaze
Format by dehani and Nightyblaze

Description
Planning this guy for the NightBerryHiccup litter that's coming up! I might change his design to look more like Pantherspots or Juneau.

General
Name: Cranekit | Cranepaw | Crane?
  Crane – His fur color reminded ? of a crane
  -kit – Traditional suffix for kits
Nickname(s):
Age:
  [DOB: ? | AC: ? | WC: ? | DOD: ?]
Gender: Tomcat
Attracted to: She-cats (though he's difficult to approach and generally won't make the first move; somewhat asexual)

Clan: MoonClan
Rank: Kit
Mentor: None
Apprentice(s): N/A

APPEARANCE
Brief: Dark gray tomcat with darker stripes and a white muzzle, throat, and tail-tip
Breed: ? (Hiccupfoot) x ? (Berryrose) x ? (Nightfrost)
Fur: Short but fine (very plushy)
Build: Slightly shorter than average, but not by much; very thin and agile with small paws (he's not a fighter)
Voice:
  Kit: –––
  Apprentice: –––
  Warrior: –––
Scent:

Strengths: Sharp intellect, outsmarting others, communication
Weaknesses: Anything physical

Quirks
– Hates being called "short" (he'll claim he's average-sized)
– Tends to hum a lot, sometimes when he's nervous (he has his "comfort song" that he'll hum under his breath)

PERSONALITYl
Intelligent, analytical, quick to learn, energetic, great storyteller, sophisticated
Musical (vocal), daydreamer, focused, adventurous, poetic, good mimic, disciplined
Procrastinator, not a good listener, not a comforter, blunt, condescending

Exterior
[? | ? | ?]
Interior
[? | ? | ?]
Loved Ones
[? | ? | ?]

Like(s):
Dislike(s):
Goal(s):
Fear(s):

FAMILYl
Mother:
Father(s):
Sibling(s):
Littermate(s):

Mate:
Kit(s):

HISTORYl
Kit [DATE]
–
–
–

Apprentice [DATE]
–
–
–

Warrior [DATE]
–
–
–

RELATIONSHIPSl
MoonClan

SunClan

EXTRAl
Trivia
– His Human AU name would be Casey, and he would have precious dimples

Theme song(s):

Roleplay example: (I'll usually match the length of the other person's roleplay~)

The dark tabby she-cat had been sleeping restlessly, dreaming of being chased but never being fast enough through a dimly-lit forest. The forest was foreign to her; in her dreams, she would try to hide, but in her mind, she knew her pursuers would find her. And they always did, and so the chase was on once more. She heard screeches and yowling erupt through the forest, in her ears. She felt claws sink into her flanks, tripping her up. Another cat stood over her, his fangs bared. Falconscreech!

He lunged down to catch her neck in his jaws, and then Flickerpaw awoke with a start, shivering violently. She looked around wildly, finding little comfort in the familiar surroundings of MoonClan's camp, of her fellow apprentices sleeping peacefully beside her, of the dawn light filtering in through the gaps in the roof of the cavern. The dark she-cat lay there for what felt like forever, paralyzed, shaking. Finally, her heartbeat slowed to a bearable rhythm. Soft, relaxed. Whenever her thoughts flicked back to the dream, it quickened once more and she felt adrenaline and fear streak through her like a jolt.

Her green-orange eyes flicked to a side when a cat stirred. A gray tomcat rose from his nest and sauntered idly to the fresh-kill pile. Her eyes followed him. His posture was resigned, dejected. Figuring it'd be better to distract her racing thoughts, Flickerpaw got to her paws and followed him at a discreet distance. "Um... hi," she mewed. She didn't recognize the tomcat.

Activity level: I'm on dA every other day, but I tend to get busy with theater-related activities as I'm involved with the tech crew in the upcoming school play Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead; I'm always drawing but it's usually traditional, so I'll have to start scanning in my drawings more often

CREDENTIALSl
?kit, design, and art by Nightyblaze
Format by dehani and Nightyblaze