the cold never bothered me anywayssssssssssssssssssss

**I'll be constantly editing this whenever i add more personality to my wonderful babe but i love my bud a ton so far yay im excited for this to kick start !

Name:

Dreamweaver

Gender:

male

Age:

2 years

Alliance:

Shadowclan (FAM <3)

Rank:

Medicine clan cat (TRY OUT)

Looks: 

A medium-sized feline with a very pale, peach cream coat and soft, delicate paws. Frosted, mint-green eyes are framed with a lighter shade fur that the rest of the head around the facial area. Legs are this same darker shade along with various other stripes and markings (see image above). 

Personality: 

Dreamweaver is a major dork who makes every situation awkward lol. He's terrible at comforting people about emotions hes just like "um there there *pats*". But at the same time he's always willing to be a verbal punching bag if you need to get your feelings out. Very energetic, yet when given the moment he becomes a lazy lard and lays around. No work is his favorite kind of work, and Dreamweaver complains a lot during the summer because he hates the heat so be ready. Can be ready to defend himself, but when in a fight he is the dirtiest fighter you will meet he will throw rocks and sling branches into your face because apprentices can whoop his sorry ass any day. But this also adds to his cleverness, due to being more brains than brawn. Dream can be cowardly when asked to spar or stuck in a fight, but his braveness shows at all the right moments! Also Dream is very much of a klutz, tripping and dropping things often, and has a potty mouth lol. He isn't afraid to curse around the younger ones and is often scolded by the older warriors and queens for it. He's not afraid to stand up to authority when he believes something is wrong, and HATES it when people try to boss him around. It makes him want to do the exact opposite of what they just told him to lol. A jokester as well, not necessarily pranks but just light humored and has a hard time taking things seriously. 

Likes: 

winter and when it snows a ton

laying around (sunbathing) and doing nothing
staying up late and staring at Silverpelt
when there's peace among the clans
when superiors tell him "good job" and compliment him
(surprisingly) treating the elders for ticks (he enjoys listening to their gossip lol)
when others think he's funny
cats that respect him and his job
other felines he can connect with and become close friends with

Dislikes:

hard work
collecting herbs (usually makes an apprentice do it lol)

naggy, annoying felines
felines that like to be constantly busy and suck at relaxing
apprentices and kits that have no manners

fighting bc he's god awful at it
waking up in the morning 
having to go into battle for emergency healings
being told he's lazy
being ordered to do something
felines with no sense of humor

Special Skills: 

likes to work with snow but catches colds easily

great tree climber 

becoming a lard
clever ways to fight and dirty tactics

Powers: 

heightened senses (can smell and hear things from large distances away)

History: 

ill try to add one on later on but for now he's just a babe

i wanna make it dark and cool though so brainstorm woo

Roleplay Sample:

Dreamweaver jaw stretched widely as he yawned, rising from his soft nest and sticking his head out the medicine cat den to survey the camp with sleepy vision. The camp was barren, not a single cat wanted to be stuck in the soft misty fog that blanketed the clearing. With a stiff stretch and joints popping, the young feline made his way to the camp exit, his pawsteps making soft *pat pat* noises against the sodden grass. As he ducked through the spiky bushes the protected the camp, Dreamweaver nodding at the two poor guards soaked to the bone from the previous night's watch. As Dream made his way through the dark pine forest, the mist began to slowly clear up, evaporating into brightening sky as the sun peaked over the horizon.

I hate early gathering, but Wishingstar wanted to meet about something today hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh the medicine cat internally sighed, stopping by a thick oak to collect the moss that grew below it. It was a pale greenish color, young and excellent for collecting water. As Dreamweaver bent down to pick up the moss, a twig cracked suddenly to his right, startling him to jump away. "What the hell??" He called out, claws bared and fur puffed. "Alright is that you soundpaw? what the hell no "training" today you jerk!" I swear these apprentices- Dreamweaver was cut off mid thought was a low grow sounded from the bushed area, and all anger melted into panic at the sound. "H-ha ha, soundpaw w-wait to hit that p-puberty train!" The medicine cat laughed as he started to back away slowly, turning to bolt away when a flash of rusty brown leaps out of the bushes with a snarl.

shit.


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Approved for Medicine Cat! Gah i love his new redesign babu <3