| Cypressheart | Thunderclan |

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NAME! Cypressheart
AGE! 50 moons.
RANK!Deputy, if not then warrior
GENDER! tom
CLAN! Thunderclan
SHORT DESC.! a burly golden brown tom with yellow eyes

FULL DESCRIPTION!

Cypress- his fur coloring reminded his mother of the bark of cypress tree

| The Build |
On the spectrum of size, Cypressheart is slightly larger than average. He's built with broad shoulders and a well muscled body. He was made to fight, not hunt. He's stronger than most, an advantage that his size and muscle have given him. The tom was born with large paws and as a result, long claws as well.  

| The Pelt |
Owlfire appears bulky, but some the fault can be blamed on his pelt. His fur is long and a menace to have when wet. His mother taught him to always keep his pelt in order and he still values that lesson. Owlfire's fur is well taken care of, soft and feathery to the touch. His pelt is a rich brown with a lighter tanish color mixed in. Through the top of his coat his legs are darker tabby stripes. 

| The Eyes |
He has two beautiful golden yellow eyes. His eyes are very expressive, more so than the rest of his face.

PERSONALITY!

To his clan and loved ones, Cypressheart is completely dedicated to them. He would do whatever it took to protect them. This being said, Cypressheart has little tolerance for outsiders, whether they come from the other clans or a non-clan cat. He does not trust them and often thinks the worst of them. He'll chase intruders off the clan's territory without so much as a regret. If an outsider should join the clan, they should know that Cypressheart is watching their every move. He will keep an eye on them whenever he can until he is sure that they are not a threat.

The tom carries himself like he belongs and with this comes an air of authority. He's lived enough moons and has plenty experience to earn the respect of his younger clan mates. Cypressheart is quick to defend himself if insulted. He isn't one to talk things out, preferring to settle things by with his claws, but if he must, Cypressheart's tongue is a capable weapon.

At anytime Cypressheart can throw a witty comment about everything at you. He isn't that patient, and will voice his opinion when its wearing thin. His sense of humor is rather dry and most people don't understand him, mistaking his comments as rude. This doesn't bother him and if he should really hurt someone's feelings, Cypressheart will apologize. He just isn't the best at keeping his mouth shut. The tom acts like a grump all the time, but when with an apprentice or kits, well, he turns into a different cat.

HISTORY!

The story of his parents was not one of love. There were no crushes, no moonlit walks, or confessions of secret feelings. Goldenheart and Nightfur were nothing more than good friends. They were two warriors who had never found someone they wanted to be with and both desperately desired to be parents. Goldenheart would soon be a senior warrior and Nightfur was only six moons behind in age. Tired of waiting, they spent several moons discussing the idea and decided to do it together.

One early leaf-bare morning, Goldenheart gave birth to a tom and two she-cats. Cypresskit resembled his father while Falconkit favored her father. Ospreykit looked like her grandmother. The kits were as healthy as could be expected of kits born during the cold season. In their first moon, the young kits caught a mild case of white cough, Cypresskit and Ospreykit recovered, but Falconkit couldn't handle it and passed. The rest of their kithood was relatively normal. Their father spent every moment of his free time in the nursery. Cypresskit and his sister hung out in the elder's den and found ways to drive their mother crazy.

The day Cypresskit became an apprentice was the most exciting day in his young life. Cypresspaw was apprenticed to Ivyheart. Ivyheart's serious personality clashed with Cypresspaw's. Interesting would be the word to describe their relationship. His opinionated personality clashed with her more serious one. The two were often at odds and he did her best to keep them at it.

Cypresspaw's mouth would push the quiet she-cat to the edge. Cypresspaw disliked her, but he respected her. For their differences, Ivyheart taught well and Cypresspaw easily picked up what she threw at him. On his thirteenth moon, Cypresspaw and his sister passed the final assessment and received their warrior names. He was named Cypressheart for his tongue and his go-to attitude. His sister became Ospreyclaw.

Cypressheart was a hardworking warrior. He was content with life. He spent most of his time with his sister and his old mentor. His mother had passed away shortly after he became a warrior from an illness she'd been fighting for moons, and Ivyheart helped him through it. It is not uncommon for mentor and apprentice to fall for another and this is what happened to them. They fell in love, even if they were an odd couple. Ivyheart was too serious and Cypressheart was too sarcastic, but that didn't stop them.

Cypressheart was nineteen moons old when Ivyheart announced she was having kits. Both were overjoyed, but it wasn't meant to be. On the day she went into labor, something went wrong. Ivyheart died from infection and their two kits died days later. Wracked with grief, Ivyheart withdrew into himself, throwing up his walls with full force. He did not mourn publicly, but instead threw himself into hunting and patrols. Work was the only thing he felt he could do.

Three moons later, the leader gave Cypressheart his first apprentice to help him focus on. Nightpaw was a bratty little tom with a high opinion of himself. It was with much needed patience and a strict attitude that the warrior brought the younger tom down a notch. Seven moons after training, Nightpaw became a warrior. Cypressheart sat proudly as Nightstep joined him as a warrior.

Five moons later, he was assigned his second apprentice. He was thirty-five moons and had for the most part recovered from the deaths of his mate and kits. Stonepaw's mentor had been among several cats lost to a dog that had wandered into Thunderclan territory. The she-cat was half way through her apprenticeship, but was a slow learner. The pair spent six moons together taking each day one step at a time.

A few moons after the end of this apprenticeship, his sister moved into the nursery and Cypressheart started to spend time with the cat responsible, finally deeming the tom worthy of Ospreyclaw. His nieces arrived four moons after Stonepelt became a warrior. The tom was proud of both his apprentice and sister as she brought three kits into the world. He was forty-three moons and an uncle.

Cypressheart was a doting uncle and was as close to the kits as their parents. He would take them on "patrols" outside of camp and tell stories. The kits were in their fifth moon when the leader of Thunderclan died and replaced him. When Rushingstar became leader of Thunderclan, she chose Cypressheart as her deputy. They weren't close, but Cypressheart was a loyal warrior. Once named deputy, Cypressheart, although surprised took the new position proudly. It wasn't his own capabilities that took him by surprise, but the fact that he'd never shown a desire for leadership. It was fine reward for his hard work and dedication. He's been deputy for little over a moon and is still adjusting to his new title and power. He helps Rushingstar as much as he can.

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