Murkshade

Murkshade is a slender, dark coated tom with large ears and long legs made for running. His fur is extremely short and sleek, always groomed and kept well to look perfectly shiney. His eyes are a piercing yellow color that stand out boldly against his black fur.

Murkshade sticks out like a sore thumb amidst the Thunderclan warriors. Even those who were previously loners that don't look like the typical large kind of cat, no one else has the same spindly legs and gigantic ears that Murkshade possesses. He looks just like a Windclan cat, through and through.

Bold. Cocky. Obnoxiously confident. Those are just a few words that could describe Murkshade. The young tom is full of life and energy, and he is going to make it everyone else's problem no matter what. As a younger cat he sought only to learn how to be the best warrior within Windclan to prove himself. When certain events led to him being kicked out of his home, it nearly took away any self-confidence the tom might have had.

Luckily, after joining Thunderclan, Murkshade found new life and purpose. More than anything his faith and loyalty to Starclan are what differentiate him from his fellow clanmates. Having recieved a message from an ancestor personally, Murkshade is determined more than anything to complete his goal of returning the clans' to their former glory. There is no obstacle big enough for Murkshade to ever give up on his dreams for.

Murkshade had the unfortunate luck of being born to Windclan's leader, Robintuft. Being born prematurely, Murkshade's littermaters were born stillborn and at birth he was a small, sickly kit. The medicine cat, his own uncle, had to watch over him constantly to make sure there were no further complications. Once he was healthy enough to be left on his own. Murkshade began to grow and learn that he had large expectations to live up to. His mother's praise was not one easily earned.

Being a runt, Murkshade had a hard time keeping up with his fellow apprentices. Windclan was the smallest of all the other clans with very few cats, which made him the perfect target for harassment from his peers. Despite all the bullying, the neglect, and the loneliness, Murkshade was determined to prove they were all wrong. He wasn't entirely alone. His uncle, his older brother, and his mentor all had faith in him. And for him, that was enough. However, greater powers had a future in mind for him that would take him away from his family and clan for a long, long time.

During a hunting patrol, Murkshade had been allowed to travel far away from the group and quickly found himself lost. In the panic to try and retrace his footsteps he stumbled onto the now forgotten location of The Moon Pool. It was there that he was vistited by a ghost of an ancestor who showed Murkshade visions of their past, everything that had been lost, and what had to be done to restore the unity between the four clans. The vision was so powerful and compelling, Murkshade raced home and immeditaley told everything to his uncle and his mother. At best, their reactions were doubtful, but at the worst they were downright rejecting his pleas for them to listen. Robintuft had a certain dustrust towards any "fanatical" beliefs and warned her son to stop spreading lies. Eventually, when he would not listen, she threw out her own son from her camp and said he could only return when he denounced his faith in old ghosts. After his exile, Murkshade found refuge in Thunderclan. Here he was able to find the first true friends in his life, as well as other cats who would listen to his visions of Starclan's plea.