Prefix-: Scorchpaw (after his name, scorch and his scorched like pelt)
-Suffix: (None yet)
Former names: Jimmy, Scorch
Age: 8 moons
Season Born: Newleaf
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Height: 20 cm, small
Weight: 8 pounds
Body type: A slender build
Fur color & pattern: A dark ginger tabby with a white muzzle, chest, belly and paws.
Fur texture: Scruffy, in need of a groom
Fur length: Average
Eyes: dark green
Scars: a burned face, a scar beneath his eye,a long scar by his flank, one by his foreleg, two by his back legs, a stubbed tail and a limp.
Originally named Jimmy, he was born as a rogue with strict parents who were once hostile Kittypets who escaped into twolegplace. Jimmy was the 'middle child' kit and never really stood out. Many of the rogues that passed by were hostile and gave him a few scars to think about. His parents took over a barn, chasing the loners who lived there away and one day a fire started in that barn. Jimmy was horribly injured and burned when he was escaping, twisting his leg as a monster was escaping from the barn. His family had to move on and his family considered him dead, while he was still somewhat able to move on. They left him by the barn and he made his way to the forest, hoping the tales of clan cats were real.
Old enough to become an apprentice by the time he was accepted into the clan, he chose to become a medicine cat apprentice. He is able to become a warrior apprentice, although not the best due to his injury, but chose this path. He chose this path due to a fascination to StarClan and the desire to help others. Secretly, a huge reason for his choice was to rebel to his family and show he is able to not only cure himself, but others. (The rest is tba)
A reserved but not shy tom who doesn't open up very easily. He is quite mysterious and dark, having quite pessimistic views and uses logic to hope. He can be a bit dislikable at first, seeing as he can be a bit sassy and sharp-tongued and also irritable. However if you can somehow tolerate him he is a very loyal friend. He just hasn't really known exactly how to make friends and how to be likeable and energetic. It's just really not in him. He does enjoy what he does and while he may have a face that seems very unapproachable, he actually doesn't mean it. He has a resting annoyed face and he doesn't realise that himself. He is very talented in what he does and can quickly distinguish what is wrong with a cat but he's not good with words and he may seem to come across rude. Should you try and open him up, he is interesting and always there for you. It's just his bored exterior has a few..well..a lot of layers.
Littermates: Ginger, Scott
Single?: Yes, but forbidden
Sexual Orientation: Demiromantic
Past Mentor: none
Friends: everyone? But his attitude is a bit off so maybe not
Enemies: none that he's aware of
Likes: leafbare, snow, trees, the smell of herbs, flowers, grass, swimming for leisure
Dislikes: repetitive questions, cats who think they are the best, fire, heat, running, being stared at, bratty kits
Talents: Intelligence, quick thinking, good memory, great with treating, endurance
Habits: often gazes out at the sky, raises his brow a bit too much, rests his head on paws, tends to leave in the day to collect herbs
Scorchpaw padded back to camp, the dew in the grass lightly soaking his white paws, herbs clamped into his mouth. He tried not to suck in the nutrients, for more cats needed it than him. He looks up at the burning sun and he lets out a tiny moan, the heat always annoyed him. Well, in fact, everything really did. He enters the camp and then the den, leaving the herbs in their respective pile. He then pads to his nest and flops on it, making a few feathers drift into the air and one lands on his nose, making him duck into his shoulder and sneeze softly. He shakes his head and rests his head on his paws, staring at the sky until a patient wobbles in, a thorn stuck in their paw. He gets up and prepares the herbs, raising his brow as the patient awkwardly shows him their paw.
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*note!: English is not my mother tongue so please forgive some errors! Also, i grew up in a on American-English speaking country but at the moment I live in Ireland so I've become quite used to British-English. Please forgive me for some inconsistencies!