Name: Dustsong
Gender: Tom
Age: 15 Moons
Clan: Iceclan
Rank: Warrior
Appearance: Dustsong is a small cat, he does make up for what he lacks in size in his massive amount of fur that makes him look almost a hand taller when he really puffs up. His fur is a very light grey much like the colour of dust covered marble around his eyes and along his tail, the rest of him is a bright white. His nose is a very light pink, as well as his inner ears and pads of his paws. He walks with a bit of a limp on his back left foot, which has a few scars along the underside if one was to push back his fur. Luckily, this doesn't prevent him from running properly, he may stumble a little bit, but he had before hand as well. His eyes are like bright blue ice chips, and make it rather easy to read him emotionally.
Personality: The tom is polite, and has much respect for his fellow clan members. He doesn't do well when faced with a battle, he does not like fighting and would much rather just help take care of kits or hunt. Patrols are his least favourite things, being that there is potential for a fight most all of the time. He thinks about what ever he says, as not to set paw in the wrong place with someone, and can come off and nervous and timid. Jumpiness is one of his major problems, he's very easily spooked and has a bit of a hard time getting over it when he is. He is a kind-hearted cat though, and enjoys pleasing others to the best of his ability. Ever since his incident he's been far more of a reserved cat.
History: He grew up in the clan, and as a kit was far more adventurous, and ended up managing to get out of the camp and venture further off, when out and about he ran into a few unfriendly loners and seemed to anger them enough for them to give him a what-for, leaving his back leg scared and his ego most likely damaged and nearly crushed. Only recently has he gone back to letting his curiosity come out, and exploring when alone.