Icey's Characters

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Breezefeather

ThunderClan

Senior Warrior

Breezefeather, a gentle old warrior with a heart of gold and wants everyone to experience true happiness. When she was at her prime, Breezefeather would talk to anyone and everyone, and she would go off exploring every nook and cranny of the territory. That was everyday, up until her leg got caught in a fox trap, limiting her hunting and fighting abilities dramatically. Due to this long-term injury, she will have to retire to the elders den a little too early for her liking.

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Scorchclaw

ShadowClan

Senior Warrior

Scorchclaw, a loyal warrior with a courageous spirit. He grew up with a cold heart, and was aggressive and would rarely talk, but when he did it was usually sharp, spiteful or sarcastic words. This all changed at his warrior ceremony, where the stone encasing his heart seemed to melt away, and he turned into quite the fine young chap, ending up with a mate and three kits.

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Thornclaw

WindClan

Deputy

Thornclaw, a relatively strict and and serious warrior, who is fiercely loyal and would do anything in his power to protect his Clan-mates. With a lean body, this tom is talented in hunting due to his impressive speed. Not only is he physically fast, he is quick to say whatever he feels is necessary, and if you catch him on a bad day you may encounter the harsh side of him.

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Hollyshade

SkyClan

Warrior

Hollyshade, a cat you should definitely avoid- but that isn't hard, as she is often lurking in the trees or bushes, her black pelt merging with the shadows. If you happen to meet her, be careful about what you say, because you could end up like the last two cats she socialised with- dead.

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Rippletail

RiverClan

Warrior

Rippletail, a respectful and brave warrior, who let's nothing stand between him and his Clan. With an eager personality, he would put himself forward for every border and hunting patrol, and would love to train his own apprentice one day. Concerning his love life, he hopes to raise many kits, and be as good a father as his own was.

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Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away."
-Percy Bysshe Shelley