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[color=717D8C]Gender:[/color] [color=silver]Tom[/color]
[color=717D8C]Age:[/color]  [color=silver]34 moons[/color]
[color=717D8C]Rank:[/color] [color=silver]Warrior[/color]
[color=717D8C]Personality:[/color] [color=silver]Loki is a fairly stoic cat. This, mixed with his large, dark appearance makes him seem somewhat unapproachable. To a degree, this is true. Before the death of his mate, Loki was more expressive and talkative, but he is in the recovery stages of his grief and this makes him a bit more impassive. Having been a loner for about seven moons before partnering with Snow for another 8 clanless-moons, Loki is a cat who knows how to defend himself, and as such is nowhere near as trusting of others as his son is. Despite his offish demeanor, his attitude changes when it comes to Ash. He's a very doting father, and adores his son more than anything. The small kit is often on his mind, and he worries about the youngling even when they are amidst the clan-grounds.

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[color=717D8C]Appearance:[/color] [color=silver]Loki is a rather tall cat with a thick black coat. The sides of his face are bordered softly with tufts of silvery fur that sit underneath his ears and just above the thickest part of his coat, which forms a sort of mane covering his neck and throat. His coat continues black down his body until it reaches his strong back legs and slim tail, where swathes of silvery fur mix in with the usual pitch coal color. His form can be somewhat imposing, being moderately larger than most cats, but still holds a litheness to it, naturally. This visage is only enhanced by a gaze that seems almost arresting at times, coming from his watchful, silvery-bluish eyes.[/color]

[color=717D8C]Backstory:[/color] [color=silver]Loki spent the first 12 or so moons of his life as the kittypet of a rather uncaring twoleg owner. An owner he never felt particularly attached to, which made his decision to abandon his cushy home for the swathe of woods nearby pretty easy. The new life of living in the wild wasn't exactly an easy one, but it could have been worse. Admittedly though, he wasn't alone in his new life for long. Some moons after he left his old home, he stumbled across a... [i]somewhat[/i] amiable she-cat called Snow. It wasn't [i]too [/i]long before the two hit it off and lived together for a time. Inevitably, they eventually mated, causing the she-cat to give birth to a singular kit. Sadly, Ash's birth didn't go as well as one would hope, and Snow passed. Loki was stricken with grief at the death of his close friend - but predators offered no solace. It wasn't long before a Coyote sniffed its way towards the scent of a birthing animal. Stumbling upon a small kit and a grieving father, the Coyote seemed to have hit the dinner jackpot. It looked rather grim for the wildcat and his new son, but Loki would fight until his last breath to defend the small babe. Ash watched in horror as the two danced around one another, swipes rending flesh and the smaller black figure deftly avoiding deadly bites as best he could. It was in one moment that the black-furred cat landed a lucky strike that would save both their lives, his sharp claws slashing across the hungry right eye of the Coyote. It recoiled and howled in pain, giving Loki a chance to lift his son into his maw and sprint away as fast as he could, though not without a number of worrying wounds. But he couldn't stop, no matter how much it hurt.
After a time though he couldn't help but slow to a limp, the gash across his hind leg and another across his hindquarters sapping the energy from him rapidly. He carried his son as far as he could from their would-be predator, but eventually collapsed in a small clearing.
Next thing he knew, he was surrounded by the blurry faces of WillowClan.[/color]
[color=717D8C]Mate:[/color] [color=silver]N/A[/color]
[color=717D8C]Kits:[/color] [color=silver]Ash of 3 Moons.[/color]
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[color=silver]Gender:[/color] Tom
[color=silver]Age:[/color] 3 moons
[color=silver]Rank:[/color] Kit
[color=silver]Personality:[/color] Ash is, as one would expect from a young kit, very curious. He is always trying to explore the area around him, sometimes trying to wander a bit too far, only to be corralled back to the nursery.
[color=silver]Appearance:[/color] Ash's coat is very thick and tufty. It appears to be a mixture of Loki's coal-black coat, mixed with a bit of silverish and chalky tones - colors that he inherited from his mother.
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