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For the comparing the size of him, I used the original adopt pic for it, so the art belongs to *Whitelinxanimator500 and the design was made by ~good-within-u

Edit1: Added relationships ^^

Name: Lynxshade

Age: 41 moons

Gender: Male

Breed: Japanese Bobtail

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Personality:

{Skeptical} {Quiet} {Unforgiving} {Observant} {Meticulous}

{Skeptical} Lynxshade is usually not easily convinced to do something, especially if he sees the idea as not a good one. He is also very skeptical of Starclan, for he blames him losing his leg on them, for, they're up there to protect the clan and it's members right? Due to his misfirtune, his faith in Starclan is as thin as a thread.

{Quiet} When you first meet Lynxshade, good luck in trying to get a few words out of him. Only when he starts to trust you or like you, he'll speak, but not often. At clan meetings, however, if something is said that offends or is disrespectful to a friend or a cat he respects, he'll speak out and stand up for them. He only does this from experience, for when he was little, no one stuck up for him.

{Unforgiving} This tom can be very unforgiving if you say or do something that hurts him or a cat close to him. He will avoid you and shun you for many moons, or depending on what you did.

{Observant}Lynxshade is more of an observant type of cat, rather than being in the middle of a conversation. He likes to sit up on high perches and watch from above, which is said to come from a thin trace of Skyclan blood in his family.

{Meticulous} Lynxshade is very meticulous and can notice a hair out of line on a cat. He isn't very gullible, and never falls for tricks. He has basically memorized all of Thunderclan's territory, all the places he's been, at least.

Backstory:

{Kit}
Lynxshade, Lynxkit then, was born to Sorreltail and Brackenfur, in a later litter. He had 2 littermates, Locuskit and Lavenderkit. He and his siblings were like 3 peas in a pod, they couldn't be seperated, until the Great Battle. When Brokenstar attacked the nursery, before Ferncloud got there, he had killed Locuskit and Lavenderkit. Lynxkit was only saved because he had hid in the back of the nursery under a low branch. He had witnessed his own siblings' death, and Ferncloud's too. After the battle was done, he went into a depression and suffered from flashbacks. His parents tried to do everything they could, as well as the medicine cat. He eventually recovered, but could never forgive the evil, Dark Forest cats.

{Apprenticeship}
When Lynxpaw was made an apprentice, he was given a trusted and wise warrior as a mentor. Lynxpaw looked up to his mentor and did everything he said. During his training, he began to let go of his siblings' deaths and began to live a normal life of an apprentice. He became more social, and made some friends.

Then it all changed. One day, he was out on patrol with his mentor and some other cats, including Dovewing. She had stopped suddenly and said that she could hear the Dark forest cats. Lynxpaw had become overcome with rage and grief that he had run off into the undergrowth in the direction that Dovewing had said. Lynxpaw ran into a clearing where he saw Dark Forest cats appearing, they were there to get revenge. The rest of the patrol had caught up and they went into battle. They managed to drive them back into the Dark forest, but at a cost. Lynxpaw's mentor had been injured greatly and had lost a lot of blood. He had only made it back to camp before dieing of blood loss.

Lynxpaw mourned greatly for his mentor and continued to get horrible flashbacks of the incident, and of his siblings' deaths. He went another moon training with other apprentices' mentors before he was made a warrior.

Early Warriorship
In his early warrior days, he had managed to get over his mentor's death with the help of his parents and other cats. He continued to get horrible flashbacks, but not as often. He went on hunting and protecting and serving his clan for a few moons.

Then one day, he was out hunting alone one sunny, newleaf day when he took a wrong step into a sink hole and fell into an underground river, which carried him out from the territories into a land outside of the valley. He had washed up on a river bank near a community of Twoleg dens.

Rouge
Lynxshade, now taking on the name, Lynx, had wandered around the community and made himself a home in an abandoned twoleg den. He had established his own territory and fended off against other rouges and loners living there.

One day, Lynx wasn't being careful while walking up on a fence and had stumbled down into an alley. Two dogs attacked him, both of them were big rotweilers. Lynx ran for his life, only to end up being cornered in a dead end. Not wanting to make a last stand in the alley, Lynx tried to fight his way out between the two giagantic dogs. That was a big mistake.

One of the dogs had bitten his leg and crunched down on it so hard, the bones inside it had shattered. Lynx had been knocked out cold from the pain, and would've died if not a kind twoleg had chased off the dogs and rescued Lynx. They ended up taking him to a vet and had to get his leg amputated, for his leg would never heal correctly and would most likely get infected. After the procedure, the twoleg had taken Lynx home. She was a kind middle aged woman who lived alone, so there weren't any dangers of other animals.

When Lynx finally came too, he found himself laying on a soft stone in the twoleg den. He went to stand up, but he just fell forward. A sharp jab of pain shocked up the remaining part of his leg. He managed to roll over and sit up, then unsteadily stand up. The twoleg entered the room and saw Lynx, and went to help him when he panicked and lashed out. Or he at least tried to. His right arm was gone, and it was his dominate paw too. So all he did was hiss and fall over. The twoleg helped him up and he just let her pick him up and carry him back to the soft stone.

He continued to live with the twoleg until the wrappings were taken off and he finally got to look at his leg. The fur had grown back around it, but it was scarred and ugly. By then, Lynx had gotten used to walking with three legs, and even developed ways of fighting (when the twoleg wasn't home). He had also grown to like the twoleg, not the way of a kittypet, with all the gushy, and tasteless food, but he liked the twoleg.

One day, the twoleg brought Lynx outside into the back area of the den. She carried him out of a swinging panel and out into a forest area. She then gently put him down and nudged him off, for she understood he didn't like the life of a housecat. Lynx, at first, was reluctlant to leave, but ended up padding into the undergrowth and finding the river where he originally washed up. He traveled along it, until he found his way back into the valley, back to the clans by the lake.

Rejoining the Clan
When Lynxshade finally reached Thunderclan camp, he was nervous. He thought no one would recognize him, for he had changed a lot. When he first entered camp, everyone's gazes turned to him. Gasps and murmuring was what first met his ears. Then out of the elders den, came his mother, and his father slowly following. She embraced him, and was looking him over when she came across his missing leg. She had stared at him in horror, a gaze that would forever haunt him forever. His father, though, had come to his rescue and said how greatful he was that Lynxshade had returned. The rest of the clan had uneasily agreed and dispersed. Lynxshade was shocked to see they had a new leader and deputy. He was later told they had passed away.

It took Lynxshade to get used to clan life again, and the stares and gossip about his leg. It eventually died down, for cats were getting bored. He by then, had learned to tune it out and to stay away from other cats. He never grew close to anyone and started to get flashbacks again.
Currently
His parents eventually died of old age, and Lynxshade now lives an average life of a warrior, no matter his disability.

Likes:
-High perches, like trees
-Quiet areas
-The smell of lavender and roses
-cats who overlook his disability

Dislikes:
-Loud noises or discussions
-abnoxious apprentices
-underground places
-tripping/falling
-being wet
-being judged for his missing leg

Family Bio

Family:
-Mother- Sorreltail
-Father- Brackenfur
-Grandma- Willowpelt (Mother's side) Frostfur (Father's Side)
-Grandpa- Whitestorm (mother's side)
-Great Grandma- Swiftbreeze (Mother's Side) Robinwing (Father's Side)
-Great Grandpa- Adderfang (Mother's Side) Fuzzypelt (Father's Side)
-Uncles- Sootfur, Rainwhisker (mother's Side) Thornclaw (father's side)
-Aunts- Brightheart, Cinderpelt (father's side)

Others:

Lynxshade will everyonce and a while, get 'ghost feelings', like where his leg used to be, he'll suddenly get the urge to scratch at it, and is sometimes seens scratching at empty air.

He will often have flashbacks of past memories and will often freeze up, and talk to no one in particular.

Relationships:

Apprentice
Family
Dead

Hate|Dislike
Fear
Acquaintance
Friend
Good friend
Best friend
Crush/Attraction
Mate
Lust
Discomfort
Despise

Thunderclan
None yet

Shadowclan
None Yet (that I know of)

Windclan

Swiftfoot - I hate this tom. He thinks he can just stide on to my clan's territory? I think not. And why did he have to go and laugh at my missing leg? Well, he learned his lesson

Riverclan

Stoutclaw - This tom. Oh him. He only taunted me for my leg because he had the safety of being on the other side of the river. I hope to never run across him again.

Non-Clan

Rarity - She's an...interesting young cat. She's been through a lot for a cat her age..I just hope she can find a way to hunt, for I don't want her dying from starvation

Magma - I came across this tom looking for moss for his mate. Apparently he's never heard of boarders. At least he had the right mind to not pick a fight with me.

(If I am missing anyone please tell me ^^)

Roleplay Sample:

WIP

Description
For the comparing the size of him, I used the original adopt pic for it, so the art belongs to *Whitelinxanimator500 and the design was made by ~good-within-u

Edit1: Added relationships ^^

Name: Lynxshade

Age: 41 moons

Gender: Male

Breed: Japanese Bobtail

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Personality:

{Skeptical} {Quiet} {Unforgiving} {Observant} {Meticulous}

{Skeptical} Lynxshade is usually not easily convinced to do something, especially if he sees the idea as not a good one. He is also very skeptical of Starclan, for he blames him losing his leg on them, for, they're up there to protect the clan and it's members right? Due to his misfirtune, his faith in Starclan is as thin as a thread.

{Quiet} When you first meet Lynxshade, good luck in trying to get a few words out of him. Only when he starts to trust you or like you, he'll speak, but not often. At clan meetings, however, if something is said that offends or is disrespectful to a friend or a cat he respects, he'll speak out and stand up for them. He only does this from experience, for when he was little, no one stuck up for him.

{Unforgiving} This tom can be very unforgiving if you say or do something that hurts him or a cat close to him. He will avoid you and shun you for many moons, or depending on what you did.

{Observant}Lynxshade is more of an observant type of cat, rather than being in the middle of a conversation. He likes to sit up on high perches and watch from above, which is said to come from a thin trace of Skyclan blood in his family.

{Meticulous} Lynxshade is very meticulous and can notice a hair out of line on a cat. He isn't very gullible, and never falls for tricks. He has basically memorized all of Thunderclan's territory, all the places he's been, at least.

Backstory:

{Kit}
Lynxshade, Lynxkit then, was born to Sorreltail and Brackenfur, in a later litter. He had 2 littermates, Locuskit and Lavenderkit. He and his siblings were like 3 peas in a pod, they couldn't be seperated, until the Great Battle. When Brokenstar attacked the nursery, before Ferncloud got there, he had killed Locuskit and Lavenderkit. Lynxkit was only saved because he had hid in the back of the nursery under a low branch. He had witnessed his own siblings' death, and Ferncloud's too. After the battle was done, he went into a depression and suffered from flashbacks. His parents tried to do everything they could, as well as the medicine cat. He eventually recovered, but could never forgive the evil, Dark Forest cats.

{Apprenticeship}
When Lynxpaw was made an apprentice, he was given a trusted and wise warrior as a mentor. Lynxpaw looked up to his mentor and did everything he said. During his training, he began to let go of his siblings' deaths and began to live a normal life of an apprentice. He became more social, and made some friends.

Then it all changed. One day, he was out on patrol with his mentor and some other cats, including Dovewing. She had stopped suddenly and said that she could hear the Dark forest cats. Lynxpaw had become overcome with rage and grief that he had run off into the undergrowth in the direction that Dovewing had said. Lynxpaw ran into a clearing where he saw Dark Forest cats appearing, they were there to get revenge. The rest of the patrol had caught up and they went into battle. They managed to drive them back into the Dark forest, but at a cost. Lynxpaw's mentor had been injured greatly and had lost a lot of blood. He had only made it back to camp before dieing of blood loss.

Lynxpaw mourned greatly for his mentor and continued to get horrible flashbacks of the incident, and of his siblings' deaths. He went another moon training with other apprentices' mentors before he was made a warrior.

Early Warriorship
In his early warrior days, he had managed to get over his mentor's death with the help of his parents and other cats. He continued to get horrible flashbacks, but not as often. He went on hunting and protecting and serving his clan for a few moons.

Then one day, he was out hunting alone one sunny, newleaf day when he took a wrong step into a sink hole and fell into an underground river, which carried him out from the territories into a land outside of the valley. He had washed up on a river bank near a community of Twoleg dens.

Rouge
Lynxshade, now taking on the name, Lynx, had wandered around the community and made himself a home in an abandoned twoleg den. He had established his own territory and fended off against other rouges and loners living there.

One day, Lynx wasn't being careful while walking up on a fence and had stumbled down into an alley. Two dogs attacked him, both of them were big rotweilers. Lynx ran for his life, only to end up being cornered in a dead end. Not wanting to make a last stand in the alley, Lynx tried to fight his way out between the two giagantic dogs. That was a big mistake.

One of the dogs had bitten his leg and crunched down on it so hard, the bones inside it had shattered. Lynx had been knocked out cold from the pain, and would've died if not a kind twoleg had chased off the dogs and rescued Lynx. They ended up taking him to a vet and had to get his leg amputated, for his leg would never heal correctly and would most likely get infected. After the procedure, the twoleg had taken Lynx home. She was a kind middle aged woman who lived alone, so there weren't any dangers of other animals.

When Lynx finally came too, he found himself laying on a soft stone in the twoleg den. He went to stand up, but he just fell forward. A sharp jab of pain shocked up the remaining part of his leg. He managed to roll over and sit up, then unsteadily stand up. The twoleg entered the room and saw Lynx, and went to help him when he panicked and lashed out. Or he at least tried to. His right arm was gone, and it was his dominate paw too. So all he did was hiss and fall over. The twoleg helped him up and he just let her pick him up and carry him back to the soft stone.

He continued to live with the twoleg until the wrappings were taken off and he finally got to look at his leg. The fur had grown back around it, but it was scarred and ugly. By then, Lynx had gotten used to walking with three legs, and even developed ways of fighting (when the twoleg wasn't home). He had also grown to like the twoleg, not the way of a kittypet, with all the gushy, and tasteless food, but he liked the twoleg.

One day, the twoleg brought Lynx outside into the back area of the den. She carried him out of a swinging panel and out into a forest area. She then gently put him down and nudged him off, for she understood he didn't like the life of a housecat. Lynx, at first, was reluctlant to leave, but ended up padding into the undergrowth and finding the river where he originally washed up. He traveled along it, until he found his way back into the valley, back to the clans by the lake.

Rejoining the Clan
When Lynxshade finally reached Thunderclan camp, he was nervous. He thought no one would recognize him, for he had changed a lot. When he first entered camp, everyone's gazes turned to him. Gasps and murmuring was what first met his ears. Then out of the elders den, came his mother, and his father slowly following. She embraced him, and was looking him over when she came across his missing leg. She had stared at him in horror, a gaze that would forever haunt him forever. His father, though, had come to his rescue and said how greatful he was that Lynxshade had returned. The rest of the clan had uneasily agreed and dispersed. Lynxshade was shocked to see they had a new leader and deputy. He was later told they had passed away.

It took Lynxshade to get used to clan life again, and the stares and gossip about his leg. It eventually died down, for cats were getting bored. He by then, had learned to tune it out and to stay away from other cats. He never grew close to anyone and started to get flashbacks again.
Currently
His parents eventually died of old age, and Lynxshade now lives an average life of a warrior, no matter his disability.

Likes:
-High perches, like trees
-Quiet areas
-The smell of lavender and roses
-cats who overlook his disability

Dislikes:
-Loud noises or discussions
-abnoxious apprentices
-underground places
-tripping/falling
-being wet
-being judged for his missing leg

Family Bio

Family:
-Mother- Sorreltail
-Father- Brackenfur
-Grandma- Willowpelt (Mother's side) Frostfur (Father's Side)
-Grandpa- Whitestorm (mother's side)
-Great Grandma- Swiftbreeze (Mother's Side) Robinwing (Father's Side)
-Great Grandpa- Adderfang (Mother's Side) Fuzzypelt (Father's Side)
-Uncles- Sootfur, Rainwhisker (mother's Side) Thornclaw (father's side)
-Aunts- Brightheart, Cinderpelt (father's side)

Others:

Lynxshade will everyonce and a while, get 'ghost feelings', like where his leg used to be, he'll suddenly get the urge to scratch at it, and is sometimes seens scratching at empty air.

He will often have flashbacks of past memories and will often freeze up, and talk to no one in particular.

Relationships:

Apprentice
Family
Dead

Hate|Dislike
Fear
Acquaintance
Friend
Good friend
Best friend
Crush/Attraction
Mate
Lust
Discomfort
Despise

Thunderclan
None yet

Shadowclan
None Yet (that I know of)

Windclan

Swiftfoot - I hate this tom. He thinks he can just stide on to my clan's territory? I think not. And why did he have to go and laugh at my missing leg? Well, he learned his lesson

Riverclan

Stoutclaw - This tom. Oh him. He only taunted me for my leg because he had the safety of being on the other side of the river. I hope to never run across him again.

Non-Clan

Rarity - She's an...interesting young cat. She's been through a lot for a cat her age..I just hope she can find a way to hunt, for I don't want her dying from starvation

Magma - I came across this tom looking for moss for his mate. Apparently he's never heard of boarders. At least he had the right mind to not pick a fight with me.

(If I am missing anyone please tell me ^^)

Roleplay Sample:

WIP