[Name]: Snowstreak

[Gender]: male

[Rank]: warrior

[Crush/Mate]: none

[Age]: 30 moons

[Personality/Appearance]: Snowy colored fur surrounds his sturdy and muscular build.  Tired yellow-amber eyes are framed under his alabaster eyebrows, seeking secret comfort wherever he goes. This warrior is a tired lot, one that had in a way given up before he began. Though he is not the oldest in the clan, no, he feels like he is already a elder. But even though he feels the pull to subside to one, he stands firm and strong, his body never failing him. Ragged scars run down his milky looking fur, ugly in their ways and long, crisscross markings showing onto his large paws. Determination is one of the strong traits of this tom, stubborness at it's heels. Trusty canines and his claws that now have scratches from past fights, brawls that have always ended up the same, him standing up last. 

[History]: He wouldn't tell if you killed him, "Not any of you guy's business." he would growl. a swipe from his paws coming after those words. No oneknows what he has gone through that has made him not want to tell, but then again, no memory of his family is within the clan.

[extras]: he believes that he is too old or too tired to go chasing after she-cats, so if he happens to not show any recognization to flirting, it is because of that.