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{ BRITTLEBREEZE }
honoured MALE MEDICINE CAT OF RAPIDCLAN

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Short Appearance:

Lithe, handsome mottled tom with unusual icy blue/violet eyes.

Appearance:

Brittlebreeze is a tan short hair tom with numerous blotches of flame colored tabby coiling over his muscular body. He's faintly sinewy, hence his rippling power, but as time passes and he still grows he promises a strong healthy future as a full grown cat. His tail is longer than it should be by a few inches and his ears are their normal sizing, with ivory hairs and a ashen pastel pink on the inside. His paws are large and his hind legs would remind someone of a bobcats, wide and massive -- although even as muscular as he is, a lot or the whatnot, and wide, his figure is willowy; meaning he's more for running than battle. His eyes are a beautiful light icy blue, like the ocean on a bright sunny day just glimmering off in the horizon. He's large but he is more familiar with using his long legs as an advantage; rather than for strength, but despite his size he's lithe, and tall; giving him the ability to sprint quickly and/or take out his enemy, opponent or prey.

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Personality:

Brittlebreeze can be very annoying sometimes with his over-confidence but most of the time his judgment to others and himself can be true, he would put himself into danger if only to save another cat, even if from a different Clan they're still the same species right? He has a strong will of determination but can be lowly and laid back on days where everything is boring and nothing will satisfy him. He wants to be helpful to his Clan and earn the respect of his past mentor and Clanmates, though that's what every cat wants.. It's his dream. Brittlebreeze is very outgoing, though maybe a few times he can be shy and hide away from view, he's a nice cat and can really pay attention and make sure you don't count him out of anything important, he enjoys the elders tales and listens well so he can repeat word for word to his friends and the older Warriors. Though sometimes, he's blinded to the rivalry and anger in things that he doesn't realize what exactly is going on; sort of a subconscious thing.

He doesn't have anymore family left, but he has many friends. Making him even more confident to keep them all alive. As for she-cats...he doesn't have any love interests. When his mother and father were alive, he loved them very much, and at that point he would have died for them. But now that they've gone, he's moving forward with his life, and working more on helping RapidClan. He would surely give his life for his Clan, any way he could. And he would do so without hesitance. In battle, he keeps to the side lines. Only ever moving down to join in the blazing fray when it's necessary, so far it hasn't been. He's not keen on killing, but if he ever had to, he would definitely give his all to help his Clan mates.

Family:

Willowpool - mother/dead.
Iceclaw - father/dead.
No siblings.

Reason for Name:

Brittle: His mottled fur came across as brittle-like when he was younger, though it was soft indeed. Breeze: For his litheness and agility in battle and when hunting.

History:

As a kit, Brittlebreeze remembers death and sickness, he remembers waking up and having his mother there beside him, her smile soft, but she was so weak. He remembers wanting to play with her, having no siblings, but all she cared about was getting better - as if she were sick, and keeping him safe. He didn't think she was sick at all, she didn't seem sick, or any different from when he'd been born. He hadn't quite known what she wanted to keep him safe from though, he didn't realize anything off... but then she left him. He was very young, nearly a newborn, his eyes just opened. He remembered before then that she was taken away from the Nursery, and put somewhere else. Why? He'd ask himself, as he'd lie in his nest, lonely at night, thinking, and hearing the rain hit the top of the den. Its pitter patter creating instinctive tears to roll down his cheeks. She hadn't even got the chance to say goodbye to him, and his father, Iceclaw, was too occupied with his Clan duties to care too much. Alone, Brittlekit wondered why StarClan was doing this to him; however, he was not spiteful or rebellious, his belief in his ancestors had not faltered, he only questioned their motives, and prayed to them that things would look up.

He never really forgot about the loss of his mother, but the ache seemed to go away. Even for one so young, he had a will to go forward, and knew that Willowpool was in safe paws.

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