Limpfoot character sheetGeneral
Age: 4 years
Likes: Mice (to eat), Newleaf, sharing tongues
Dislikes: Enemy Clans, death, rogues, sickness, fish
Disabilities: Had an injury when she was an apprentice and now she will always have a limp in her front left leg.
Strengths/Talents: Used to be great in climbing, but now she can't
Weaknesses/Fears: Water, battles
Personality: Can be shy, but friendly. Won't get near water.
Background: She was born in ThunderClan. Her parents are unknown, and she had no siblings. When she was an apprentice, she was climbing a tree and then broke her leg when she fell. It didn't heal correctly, so she forever walks with a limp.
Appearance: Silver tabby, green eyes
Unique Appearance: Left front leg barely twisted, scar on her side
Other: Nope :3
Warriors fanfic**New warriors fanfic by meeee :3**
Warriors: The Next Beginning: The New Stranger
A gray tom wandered the streets of the town. He looked around, observing the dirty streets, trashed sidewalks, and metal fences of dirty houses. The tall feline was told that this neighborhood was a bad place. Filthy dogs. Mangy, savage stray cats. Aggressive twolegs. "Muffle? What are you doing on-on this side of town?" A plump, white tom suddenly asked him. Muffle jumped, startled by the cat. "Oh, Chubby! You scared me for a minute there... I was just, ah... You know... Taking a walk?" He said. Chubby widened his eyes. "But you know the danger here! Y-You shouldn't be here, Muffle. It is a bad, bad place." He stammered. Muffle tilted his head to the side. "Well, Chubby, then why are YOU here, hmm?" "Looking for you! You KNOW we always hang out in my yard on Sunday when the sun is in the middle in the sky!" Chubby snapped angrily. Muffle widened his eyes. Chubby has never gotten this angry. Bu