Name:: Candlekit (male-- he/him, they/them)
Personality:: (written for an older kit, not necessarily true for when he's younger) Candlekit is a daring tom who holds no regard for what anybody else thinks. His personality is fiery, leaving him with loads of energy and some anger issues. He is often seen to be poking his nose into everybody's business to see if anyone's talking bad about him or a friend. His ebullience may not be all positive, however, as it makes Candlekit feel that his way of thinking is how everybody should think and feel. He doesn't care in the slightest about StarClan or any such ancestors and thinks that belief in them makes you weak. Candle is an independent kit who feels that he doesn't need anyone taking care of him. Despite this, he is also very open, choosing to display everything that he's feeling right on his face for everyone to see. He has no idea how to shield his feelings and can be rather sensitive when someone talks bad about him. Candlekit is easily influenced, and he's sure to struggle with his beliefs later in the future.
( + daring, curious / + ebullient, full of energy / + independent / 0 emotional, very open / 0 impressionable, easily influenced / - quick to anger / - arrogant, his way is the right way / - faithless )
Appearance:: He is a medium-furred, orange tom with a tail that fades to black and a dark stripe along his spine. He has orange eyes. (I would go into more detail but I feel like I spent too much time working on the personality :x)
[ ref 1 (kit) -
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[ ref 2 (adult) -
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RP Sample:: Leopardpaw slowly turned, paws frozen in place as he met the gaze of the enemy. Temper flaring, a flame igniting in his eyes, he gave up on trying (and failing) to keep himself calm and instead he decided to let it out on the foreign apprentice.
StarClan, this is just the icing on the prey, now isn't it? So much has gone wrong on this day already. He was stressed beyond belief on this dull sunrise. He flashed his teeth in a bout of anger; this
RiverClan tom--he hissed the name of the Clan in his mind-- was attempting to impose the Code onto him! Leopardpaw could do that perfectly well by himself! It wasn't like the Chausie had a complete disregard for the Code, but it wasn't his fault that he crossed the border. In fact, he was a proponent of the Warrior Code. It must be followed--well, with an exorbitant amount of exceptions--but, before he could conclude the rant in his head, he realized that he was going off on a tangent. Letting out a 'hmph', the tabby regained control of his thoughts and steadied his stare.
"You don't deserve to know my name. And, for your information, I was chasing a mousebrained squirrel who happened to find its way across the border. It was originally ThunderClan’s prey, of course. Why are you close to this border yourself?"
Leopardpaw couldn't believe it. Of all days, he had to meet this tom... he almost felt like laughing and crying at the same time.
PPD:: 0.69
Other/Questions:: Nope!