Foxheart

Name: Foxheart
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Male
Rank: Deputy

Clan:: Swampclan

Personal Information
Mother: Badgerstream
Father: Sootclaw - died shortly after bringing his sole survivng kit back
To camp.
Siblings: -unamed did not survive, there was 2 others

Personality: kind, Confident,  observant/watchful.
Foxheart is a very generous tom, he always looks out for pther despite not being very social, hes very independent and keeps to himself but he isnt one to hesitate when it comes to protecting his clanmates. He may seem quiet at time but he is ever watchful looking iut for the unordinary.
Crush: his mate
Mate: Cinderfrost
Ex-mate: none
Kits: none


Extra Information:

Fun Facts: Has no scent. No reason sd to why but does not produce a scent of his own.
Scars:

 none

History:

His mother and father left for a morning stroll in the territory, his mther only just wanted to stretch her legs as she had been stuck in the nursery for days, as fortune seem to fall for her she began kitting just as they decided to head back, she could wait no longer her kits where coming. The first two where breach and did not make it. Badgerstream had struggled greatly, and lost great amount of time, and at last a single thriving kit was birthed with the last of her strength. But it wasnt over yet. The smell of blood had attracted a fox and instinctively went for the young. But sootclaw intervened and fought off the fox the best he could dragging the fight as far as he could from his mate and surviving kitten. The fight seemed to ween on for awhile. Who knew exactly what happened to the fox, sootclaw must of fought it long enough for it so give up the hunt. And it had crossed over the border. Sootclaw came back to a grave sight his mate wss to weak and lost to much blood and passed shortly after the fox attack. Flys where already circling his diseased mate and kits, he the surviving kit made small sudden crys for help as if the smell of death finally hit the newborn. Sootclaw in his condition scooped up his remaining kit. He had to get him home safely before the fox decides to come back. Finally reaching camp to the cat that had rushed to his aid his last words after settingg his newborn down was. "Foxkit was the only to survive.. we where attacked.. the fox might come back.. protect him" 

In the end his father shortly passed and fox was fostered and raised by another queen and her mate. No one has yet ever told him of his true past, the only thing reviled to him was he was lucky to survive a fox attack at a young age. As he who had only just been born at the time remembers nothing but the faint scent of his mother. Even then the one most odd thing about him as well he bore no distinguishable scent. He was a cat no one could smell coming. It worked for him and against him. Some of his clanmates where weary of him growing up but it had helped him and gave him the advantage to become and excellent hunter.