ADOPT ME: Hawktalon of Windclan

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Name: Hawktalon
Clan: Windclan
Age: 17 Moons
Gender: Male
Position: Warrior
Short Description: Hawktalon is a handsome tabby tom with amber eyes
Description:

If looks could kill then everyone who looked at Hawktalon would be gone. He is a rather big cat. About the same size has Tigerstar. Some people think he is a descendent because he looks so much like the cat who tried to rule the forest long ago but no one ever accused him to his face. He has a father broad face along with his shoulders. His eyes are a deep amber with little specks of Yellow in them. His claws are unusually long and sharp. He is a brown tabby like his mother was. He has a pink nose and very sharp fangs.

Attitude:

Hawktalon is one of those cats who act more gentle then they look. He is rather sweet towards she-cats though he can be manly he usually chooses to be around other Toms. In battle he changes her personality completely. He turns from the gentle Hawktalon to the strong fierce Hawktalon. He uses his size to an advantage to pin his opponnents down but he knows size doesn't matter. So he is friendly around other cats unless they are in battle with him then he totally changes in strong, fierce and partially mean Hawktalon.

History:

Mother; Panthertail
Father; Nightwind
Sister; Rosepetal
Brother; Lionpaw

RP Example:

A dark shape zipped through the night, his Green gaze penetrated any critter that was in inches from his thundering paws. His long gray fur whistled in the with and his large gray ears were alerted. Ripplingtide rushed as fast as he could to the border line, his heart was pounding at the effort to run that fast, but something had to be done. As his paws carried him near the border of shadowclan he saw a sleek black pelt slunking in the clearing and a familiar scent wavered over him.Shadowclan his suspicions were right, he thought he had smelt their horrible scent, he stopped to a trot and eyed the cat, he snickered,
What is a scum-bag such as yourself doing on Riverclan territory? The black cat looked up at him through piercing blue eyes.
Shadowclan? who said i was shadowclan? he smirked and got up in a sitting position, his black pelt barely visible in the dark of the night. Ripplingtide stood his ground and looked at him questionably,
You smell of it. what is your name? he asked his claws unsheathed ready to pounce if he had to, the black cat merely shrugged his shoulder and hissed,
That's for me to know and for you to find out. and he ran back over to the Shadowclan side, leaving the big gray tom confused as ever.

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