Nickel of BloodClan

Name: Nickel

Gender: Male

Age: 9 moons

Alliance: BloodClan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance: Nickel was named for a reason, after one of the silvery-grey coins his mother often saw Twolegs walking around with. His coat is thick and pale grey, with thick, darker stripes lacing across it. His tail is tipped white, and so is his chest and left hind paw. Nickel has a lithe body, meant for speed and agility. He can run in and out of alley ways with easy, and slip between spaces that many cats can't. He isn't underfed, though, and the light weight is normal for him.
Nickel is quick on his feet, but his size can be a disadvantage in battle. He is easily overcome by brute force, and wouldn't stand a chance against a stronger warrior. He tends to use his small size to avoid and confuse his attacker. His eyes are pale blue, almost silver, glinting in any kind of light.

Personality: Arrogance is one of Nickel's most observable traits. He's convinced that he is the best at everything, from hunting to fighting. Of course, he would never say he's a better fighter than the leader or deputy, because everyone knows that's just ridiculous. So although he is a little over confident, he knows where his limits are. Nickel isn't satisfied with these limits, which means he wants to learn more. He is always eager to learn, and does it either by watching or asking one of the warriors for a training session. He's one of the more favoured apprentices, because he learns things so quickly.
When it comes to learning, Nickel has patience, but with anything else, he doesn't. He can't sit still for long, and he hates being by himself. He would prefer to be surrounded by others, whether they be his friends or his enemies. It might be his only fear: the fear of being alone.
Don't even get me started on the ladies. Some of them might find Nickel's boasting a little annoying, but when they see that it's mostly true, they fall head over heels. Nickel knows all the little tips and tricks when it comes to the she-cats, and he's not bad-looking, either.

History: Nickel never knew his mother. Most cats of BloodClan can say they never knew their father, because the father and mother cannot live together. But Nickel is different. He is one of the few BloodClanners who grew up without a mother.
Her names was Jay. The kitten's father always said she died giving birth to them, and why would he lie? The father's name was Gideon, a former kittypet. He had been to aggressive for his housefolk, and they had tossed him onto the streets.
Nickel had five sisters. Two were stillborn. The other three were named Scarlet, Winter, and Cricket. They spent the first three moons of their life living with their father, Gideon. At three moons, they were sent away, because BloodClan believed that kits could be trained faster if they were living with their father. Nickel, however, was not afraid of the BloodClan leader. He asked his sisters to stay with him. Cricket refused, knowing they would get in trouble, but Scarlet and Winter chose to stay. That was the first mistake.
The second, was that they didn't bother hiding it. They lived close to the camp square, behind an old garbage dump. They came and went as they pleased, without a care for authority.
When they were about six moons old, they were discovered by a band of apprentices. Rather than killing Scarlet and Winter, the two were chased out, and Nickel was given a good beating. They broke his hind leg, and he's had a limp ever since.
After that, he had to fight to survive. He didn't have a medicine cat to heal his leg, so he had to rest it, but he had to hint, too. It was a horrible time, but once it had healed, he grew stronger. He fought off his attackers, and was filled with a desire to see his sisters again. He visits Cricket whenever he can, and is always on the look out for any signs of Scarlet or Winter.

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