MountainClan & ForestClan

§Age§- 17 moons

§Clan§- ????Clan

§Rank§- Warrior

§Relationshipr Status§- No mate. No Crush

§Kin§- Nu.

§Description§- He is pitch-black with snow-white eyes. He has long, razor-sharp claws and his sharp, clean canines. He has a large, thin body and he is very sexy and his eyes seem to draw you to him.

§Personality§- He is calm as the breeze, fierce as a storm and as daring as a hungry wolf. He never backs down from a battle, but he is not exactly violent. He is hard to understand.

§History§- Unknown.

§Entry Post§- A figure moved in a dark corner, a thin figure. Clearly a cat, no doubt it wasn't. A ear flicked as a stunning pair of white oculars flickered around the area. The tom's tail was only a line in the shadow, his fur was darker then the shadow itself. He stood and stretched, parting his powerful jaws in a huge yawn, his long, sharp, clean canines exposing themselves as he flexed long, razor-sharp claws. He slid out of the shadows, showing a thin, sexy body, his tail streaming out behind him. He swept his white eyes over the cats from a distance and turned, his strong black paws carrying him away, the soft thuds on the earth quiet. He twitched his whiskers, bored, wanting someone to talk to. A swivel of his paper-thin ears showed he was listening, but he wasn't. He could not be more in his own world, trailing off in his own thoughts. Oh well, that was just the kind of tom he usually was, most cats had to get used to it. He stopped in put all his paws down, the one that had been suspended in air finally falling. He laid down and rested his skull on his paws. Meet Autumnleaves.

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