[@AutumnFrost]

We'll see what the others vote on for the clan. I'm fine with any of them, I just picked the one I liked best. 

And without further ado, I present our potential Deputy: [Center][Hider=Knightclaw (INACTIVE)][i][h3]"Take your tasks seriously, and do [b]not[/b] get careless."[/h3][/i]
[b]-NAME-[/b]
Knightclaw, formerly Apprentice Pawnclaw.

[b]-GENDER-[/b]
Tomcat

[b]-RANK-[/b]
Deputy

[b]-MOONS-[/b]
N/A

[b]-APPEARANCE-[/b]
Tall and full-on grey even in eye color, Knightclaw is about as fearsome as they come: His body is damaged but also hardened from defending his home: His biggest signs of battle being the stub that used to be a full tail, and a scar across his stomach that is, for the most part, only visible when he is laying down. 

He's a tad on the heavy side, but not to the point of being hindered. When he walks he stands tall and feeds into the intimidation value as he uses it to push authority when needed. His resting face comes off as mildly annoyed, often fitting into the assumption that Knightclaw is always upset about something. 

[b]-BACKGROUND-[/b]
A young Pawnclaw was once just one of the Kits that ran about the clan. He was about as obnoxious as any Kit could've been, and a bit of a troublemaker, as well. Raised and taught by his own warrior father Kingsclaw rather than his mother Peony, he was smacked and lectured into a fine warrior of his clan over the moons of his apprenticeship; Finally earning the warrior name of Knightclaw.

Knightclaw was an eager fighter, and an even more eager winner: He was happy to throw himself in harm's way for the sake of the clan, despite his father's lectures of needing to be careful. There was a time where multiple Loners had been spotted outside the clan's territory, and Knightclaw was the first to rush and engage them.

This would prove to be nearly his downfall: Outnumbered and still lacking the experience of a true warrior, he found himself cornered and beaten down. They had knawed off his tail, and delivered a horrid cut to his stomach region that left him nearly defenseless.

That was when his father, old enough to deserve his rest, rushed into the fray. Despite his age, his experience was vast enough to make up the difference: He tore the loners away from his aged young, and fought them off until more Warriors of the clan arrived. He was gravely injured protecting Knightclaw, but they were both rushed back as soon as possible for treatment.

With both fading fast, the Medicine Cat could only focus on one life to save. Kingsclaw insisted his young's life be preserved so he could continue to grow and serve the clan. That night, Kingsclaw passed away as Knightclaw was being treated.

Shattered by the sacrifice made because of his own foolishness, Knightclaw became much more serious. He served his clan carefully, taking advice from Peony on becoming a brave Warrior, but moreso a protector, like his father. He trained moons upon moons to become the most formidable Warrior the clan had seen since Kingsclaw himself. His servitude to the Clan eventually led to his position as Deputy now; Where he plans to serve and keep the youth in line until the day he falls.

He only hopes he does good enough by Kingsclaw's sacrifice: Upholding his father's honor is what truly matters now. He also, of course, hopes to uphold the expectations Peony had for him as a protector of his clan.

[b]-FAMILY-[/b]
Kingsclaw (Warrior Father: Deceased. COD: Battle wounds, untreated before proving fatal.)
Peony (Mother: Deceased. COD: Age.)
[b]Potential Brothers/Sisters Here[/b]
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I was more thinking of a loner that would probably seek to join based on the groups of Loners spooking them out of their own abode. There are times you just have to be wise enough to fallback on your will to be running free in order to not get picked off since you're alone out there.

Either choice of name is good to me. :p

EDIT:

Here's the first draft of the Loner I was talking about.

[Center][Hider=Fiddletail (INACTIVE)][i][h3]"I've seen many places and clans, but those Loners? They're real trouble..."[/h3][/i]
[b]-NAME-[/b]
Fiddletail

[b]-GENDER-[/b]
Molly

[b]-RANK-[/b]
N/A
Loner

[b]-MOONS-[/b]
N/A

[b]-APPEARANCE-[/b]
A slender but fair-sized cat, orange in color with fur that's fuzzy in appearance. Her eyes are an emerald green, often appearing sparkly, and curious to the world around her. Her ears droop forward towards the front of her head, giving her a look of innocence.

She steps forward with confidence; Quite bouncy in her movements expressing an inner enthusiasm. 

[b]-BACKGROUND-[/b]
Fiddletail spent most of her life as a Loner. The litter she was brought up in wasn't a forgiving one: Where most Kits would only be learning inside of a clan, she was butted out of the only place she knew as home to scramble in the wild to survive. Due to this, she learned an important rule of independence early in life, and also how to keep hidden and to move in an undetected manner.

Despite the backdrop that was her past, Fiddletail was happy in general growing up: She tried to stay enthusiastic for her own sake, and it kept her going in the time she spent alone. While never making a true 'friend' in the wilds, she encountered other Loners that hadn't given her an issue; She kept on good terms for the sake of not getting injured at worst, and making a worthwhile ally at best.

She managed to grow up with a survivor's mindset: She did what was necessary to live. Fight, hunt, lie, run. Whatever the optimal plan seemed to be in the moment, she'd take it for her own sake.

Recently, her home has been endangered by the groups of Loners lingering around. Her encounters had been too close: They were too dangerous for her to handle on her own. She needed a new home. A clan. She'd heard about them over time, but never thought to actually request the help of one: She had no idea what clan life was, she just knew it'd be safer than standing her ground against the Loners by her lonesome. 

She'd been yelled at by the local clan a few times; Some old grumpy tom. She'd go there, maybe they would help her. She at least hoped that they would. 

[b]-FAMILY-[/b]
N/A
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