Regalspirit

Appareance :

Regalpaw is dark grey spotted rosette tom with thin, silky ears, a leafy green gaze, a long, whisky tail, and small paws. An overall minuscule frame allows for his agility to thrive, although this comes at the cost of his brute strength, or lack thereof. His fur is mid-length and kept tidy throughout the days with several grooms. The dark grey on his face covers his ears and the upper half of his head like a bandit mask, similar to that of a raccoon in a way.

Regalpaw, a tom true to his name, is a charcoal coated grey spotted rosetted BrookClan apprentice with thin, silky ears, tufted on the inside with soft pink fur, and a short, stout muzzle. On the tip of it, just above the mouth typically curled up in a smirk sits a dark grey nose, dull in coloring and sporting a tipped end. A pair of bright, leafy green eyes sit on his head, glittering with superiority and a savagery that most Clan cats would frown upon.

Personality :

Regalpaw is an ironically regal tom of venom, spice, and never anything nice, bitter to the core with a heart that frosted over the moment his mother’s body was dragged into camp and accidentally laid out before him, frostbite clinging to her paws and whiskers, the chill being blown onto Regalkit’s grieving form. With a snake for a tongue and a pair of eyes sharper than a thorn, most BrookClan cats either steer clear of this cat or send him off to do various tasks just to keep him out of trouble. While he’s inherently good, it seems to slowly be twisting, especially after the various fights that have taken place between him and his adoptive mother, along with a few other clanmates such as Ottersnarl, Tigerfrost, and Goosepaw.

High potential and a strong will to refine it-- yet all for the wrong reasons-- plagues Regalpaw, pushing him to do better than his peers and rise up against any and all opposition. He wouldn’t let anyone push him down, not the other Clans, not his own leader, not Cloudpool, not Ottersnarl, and certainly not some random warrior who just so happened to not like his tone. Who were they to complain? Was he not allowed to be himself?

Never before had Regalpaw felt more powerful or in control then when he had kept Goosepaw pinned against the back wall of the apprentice’s den, essentially having the tom wrapped around his paw as he managed to instill a strange fear in him that made Regalpaw’s fur prickle with excitement and sent a thrill of satisfaction coursing through his limbs. The look Goosepaw had given him… No one had ever looked at him like that before, never been genuinely afraid. He wanted to see it more, he wanted to make more cats feel that way, but no one ever took him seriously. Perhaps…

Despite all this, Regalpaw still has his fears. The first of two prominent scares that he avoids at all costs would be storms, whether it be a mere bout of cloud lightning or something more severe such as a raging blizzard. There is no specific reason or cause of this fear, other than he knows that water and lightning do not mix. His uncle, Snowkoi, the brother of his dad, had been electrocuted to death, and it had been passed on in his family that the mixture was not to be trifled with.

History :

Regalkit was born in the BrookClan nursery to Regalrose, a former GroveClan she-cat taken in by BrookClan under Cheetahstar’s rule as a late apprentice, and Cardinalfrost, a former kittypet once again taken in by BrookClan after deeming his past life to be uneventful and bland (former name: Kovu). However, Cardinalfrost was completely absent even before Regalkit was born, fallen at the claws of Regalrose after proving himself to be selfish, unkind, and borderline barbaric and cruel.

Regalkit never knew this-- and still doesn’t know to this day, but Regalrose has a sister in GroveClan, meaning Regalkit has an aunt: Phloxvenom.

Regalrose did not look after Regalkit for long: a tradegy that resulted in her falling through the ice and drowning left Regalkit all alone... but Regalrose's friend, Cloudpool, took him under her wing and began to raise him until he was old enough to become an appretice.

Regalpaw has mostly spent his life in solitude as a result of his poor attitude and temper. He has pushed away those close to him in his life, including Cloudpool, his adoptive mother, and Ottersnarl, his former mentor who requested to mentor a different apprentice.