The Rainbow Warrior... Paintedfeather!!! =^-^=

[solarflare]

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Name: Paintedfeather... {Warrior app}
Age: 19 moons
Gender: Tom
Desired Rank: Warrior
Desired Position: ThicketClan
Apprentice/Mentor: He's waiting for any kit to age.
Mate/Crush: He's too solitary... Yeah, that was me challenging you.
Kin: Takai... His rouge brother.
Short Description: He's a nicely colored cat. You'll se what I mean below.
Appearance:

He's tom with a decent muscular structure, but when looking at him, he's more fit towards running. His eyes are of a royal blue color, but they can seem aster at times. His name, you ask? Well, he was one of the first cats to be dyed. It was a ceremony in his family. Around his left eye were the colors orange, yellow, red, blue, and green. They were in very small feather-like spots, and overlapped at the edges. Of course, he didn't look like a clown, the spots only arched around the top of his eye, not getting to his eyebrows at all. He has stripes, which are of a light magenta tone, that are horizontal on his legs, shifting to vertical on his body. How the dye stayed with him? Well, the plants he was dyed with are absorbed by the skin, and the follicles of and root of the hair are dyed, making the fur continue to grow that color. His fur is pure white naturally, however. His claws are a little longer than the average warrior, but they are sharper also. His tail has a very small blue spot on it that happened when he almost fell in the dye.

Personality:

Paintedfeather is very calm and collected. He, unlike others, does not feel as if he's the best thing in the world. To perturb him isn't the best thing to do, for he still trains in secret for combat, but since it seems highly wrong to use his fighting technique, he can't let the clan cats see how he fights. He feels as if he encumbers those he hangs out with, so he prefers to quietly sit around. He also has the secret knowledge that kits and apprentices can be some of the most understanding cats around, so he is actually well befriended by the kits and apprentices, and they know all his secrets, even that he was a rouge. When happy, he'll usually talk about trying to find new colors for his stripes or something, and when sad, he complains about his colors being bland. His Personality when angered is highly unpredictable, and so is it when he is worried about something and doesn't want to burden others.
He can be quite zany at times, and his kits, being neophytes in fighting love to attack him when he doesn't expect it.

History:

I think his history would be better with this paragraph.

"Well, what do you see?" The tom asked, looking at the medicine cat, or self-proclaimed, non-clan one.
"Starclan has decided to punish you for the death of your sister... But another clan is protecting you..."
"Which one?"
"It's hard to tell... I really don't know. It's definitely of more power than any non-starclan clan I know... It has said one thing through silverpelt however.... You will betray all that you know, and in an act of loyalty and hatred, will become just like your brother again..."
" NO. I stopped... I'm not fighting like then..."

"You won't. You will be much more powerful than you were then. You will have a battle as great as The original Bloodclan. You will be evil, and will be consumed by not your, but the one you will love's hatred..."

"Take this rock. It is blue and violet because of it's properties to absorb darkness. Keep it on you, and it will help... For a while..."

He now has a small rock that hangs from his neck via a shining necklace that twolegs dropped.

His birthplace was in the mountains, and when invading with his brother he ended up being unknown to the ThicketClan cats, giving him a new start.

IC:

"Hmph. I don't care if they like it or not. It doesn't matter. They never care."
Those words still echoed through his head. That was when he was always carping. That was when he was alone. He stood against clans, proudly part of the Kuraishin, his elder brother. He remembered that time. That was when his sister died due to him...
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"HA! I knew you clan cats couldn't beat us! there's 2 clans against us, and both are losing together!" Paintedfeather laughed, climbing the tree before the deputy could follow him, then jumping off to leave his unsheathed claws to crash into her head. "That one should have taught you about your arrogance." He muttered, turning around to see his sister sitting there.
" You did well. I took out the leader's beloved while you distracted the deputy. Luckily, this spot isn't where they'd expect to find us."
" Yes, but why not, we'd still beat them." Paintedfeather laughed. "WE'RE RIGHT HERE!" The tom yelled, lifting his tail into the air. As the group of warriors came in, Paintedfeather ran up the tree, finding a spot where they would come head first, one by one. While doing this, however, he forgot his sister was behind him, and when her head came up, he slashed her nose. She fell from the tree, back first from unconsciousness, and hit the ground with a thud...

Other:

Paintedfeather is commonly used as a plot cat, or asked to be used as one at least. If he can be used in any plot, it would be luved.

[Kitty]

accepted! ;D

I think that, if it's alright with you of course, the SummitClan cats were traditionally a group of rogues (Like your cat; Paintedfeather) that already used the dye in their furs before they became SummitClan. And the herbs or whatever is used to get the paints that dye their fur grow or can be found all over the mountains and only in the mountains. What do you think? c:

[solarflare]

Great!
I was gonna talk about in his history that the dyes were found only in the mountains.
That makes it work even more. X3

[Kitty]

Awesome! I'll move this to ThicketClan bios. ^-^