Treehunter;; ThunderClan

[Riber~]

Name: Treehunter
Gender: Tom
Affiliate: [Clan, Loner, Rogue] Clan;; ThunderClan
Rank: Cat- Elder
Wolf-

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Personality:

Treehunter, if he’s nothing else, is crazy. Straight-up wackjob of a cat. Way back when, when he was a young warrior, his words made sense, were cohesive. Now they often get mixed up in his old mind and come out in a heap of nothingness. His brain revolves around a tiny orbit and he is incredibly forgetful. One moment he will be having a minor conversation and the next he is welcoming the cat into the elder’s den, after it had been there for 10 minutes already. One shouldn’t suspect much in the way of deep things from Treehunter; or anything really… His words of choice usually involve squirrels, commands, or random outbursts of totally off-subject words. Expect the unexpected when talking to this tom. Treehunter. The hunter of trees. Why did he get this name? For that reason. Treehunter literally does what his name portrays. He hunts trees. During any time of the season, wet or dry, cold or warm, he finds condolence in leaving camp and returning hours later with large branches in his still strong jaws. He takes this hobby very seriously and doesn’t appreciate when the more lively apprentices make fun of him for doing so. On multiple occasions during his elder life, his clan mates have complained to their leader about him scaring away prey with his thumping footsteps, but hey? If the clan is to eat, he is to hunt. And anyways, trees are attracted to loud noises. He also has a fascination with squirrels. He loves their bushy tails and can be seen at times staring at one he finds in the forest, holding it down with one paw and batting at its tail with the other, eyes big and round with awe. Treehunter loves the taste of them, but he would rather just sit there flinging one against a wall instead.

When it comes down to it, Treehunter still has those old warrior instincts in him, deep, deep, deep, deep down. If he had to choose between saving an apprentice who either earned his favor or didn’t or protecting his own life, he would most definitely toss himself in front of the enemy. Most cats wouldn’t trust their lives in his paws but it’s the thought that counts, right? It’s happened many a times in his lifetime where he’s needed to save a kit or two or where a naughty little new apprentice decided it would be fun to jump into the river with no swimming training. And then, ever so rarely, once in a purple moon, the tiny cogs in his rambled brain fit together and he becomes what most cats called the average elder. He’s intelligent; he gives good advice, who would have thought! During this time, roughly every 6 moons, he can create intricate webs of riddles and clues that could lead you to what your heart desires. Or can they? No one has ever completed his goose chase of mind teasers. Would you like age-old wisdom? Talk to him fast before his moment of actual comprehension disappears for another half-year. Treehunter loves to complain. About prey, about apprentices, about his nest. About everything possible. He often pesters poor cats with his endless rant about how he is all alone and no one ever comes to visit him; that only the squirrels and the trees are his friends. He will grumble about the slightest injury and expect immediate attention. He likes attention, that’s for sure. Usually the complaints are good-natured and not meant to actually put down or harm other cats but if they seem harsh, you know it’s out of ignorance. He’s actually a rather nice cat. ;D  

History: Treehunter was not always known as Treehunter. Before he was known as Flameclaw; great warrior of ThunderClan …

He fought great battles, lived great times, and saw great things. As the tom aged, he came to a large fox trap and managed to lose his tail; cleanly off. Eventually, Flameclaw retired to the elder’s den, hoping to live the rest of his life in peace.

Something went crazy inside of him and somehow he began hunting trees. Going out in daylight and attacking any tree around. No one knows what’s wrong with him, but he is living peacefully. Good luck deciphering his codes!

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