Details
Name: Puddlefoot.
Gender: Male.
Age: 54 Moons.
Rank Wanted: Warrior.
Rank Received: Warrior.

Appearance
Description: A handsome black and white tom who is lean with muscle and somewhat compact in size with glossy, neat fur that clings to his figure. Small paws and a long feathered tail, long white whiskers. Soft paw pads that are marked with black spots and sharp, hooked claws. Thick fluff along his chest and neck that is a stark white in shade, large amber eyes.
Pelt Colour: Black and white.
Body Type: Compact and lean with muscle.
Eye Colour: Amber.

Personality
Description: A brave tom with a heart of gold, Puddlefoot was always known for his kindness and his penchant for helping those who were less fortunate than him. He was always the type of tom who was willing to throw himself in front of any cat who needed him. Though somewhat grumpy at times, he has a snapping temper and a quick wit that his son seems to have inherited from him. He serves his clan to the best of his ability and tries to make himself known, though most only seem to take note of his very quick footed run and his penchant for holding a horrible grudge.
Likes: Meadowheart, hunting, tracking, fighting, training apprentices, clear days, mice.
Dislikes: Being seen as a lazy individual, rainy days, squawking kits, hunting birds, muddy earth, the smell of herbs.
Wants: To be seen as a warrior of notable capabilities.
Fears: Losing Meadowheart, Thunderclan losing battles, the clan not being fed through Leaf Bare, bad memories.
Strengths: Hunting, fighting, very quick, bravery, ambition, ability to move on from bad things.
Weaknesses: Recklessness, fear of the future, tendency to hold grudges, contemptuous.

History
Description: A half-clan cat by blood, his father was a Windclan cat who had been exiled after his illicit affair with the Thunderclan she-cat had been discovered. Though this was a very harsh punishment, Rockstep had been in trouble within the clan for outside mates before and he left the forest for good and was promptly never seen again. Though it was rumored that Shadowclan had later found his body near their border, it was never confirmed. This tore Orchidfall apart when she realized that she was carrying his kits and that he would never be there to father them.

The kits were born on a stormy afternoon in Leaf Fall and they were healthy bundles of black and white fur. Orchidfall loved them more than anything, she however still worried that they would need a father who they could look up to and she sought out a tom named Crowfur. It was an arrangement more than anything, the two had been friends for moons and Crowfur promised to act as their father for however long he was alive. The kits grew up healthy and thriving, they often spent their days listening to stories with the elders. Puddlekit showed a keenness at a young age and could often be found snuffling around places where he wasn't supposed to be, that included invading the leader's den and poking at herbs in the medicine den.

He was always caught and he got somewhat used to being scolded as he grew older. A tough apprentice with a drive for adventure, he would rush into things without the approval of his mentor and he would cause trouble wherever he could hook his paws into. That included trying to cross into other clan territories with his brother Blackpaw, that was what ultimately got Blackpaw killed in what could only be known as a horrible accident while trying to cross the Thunderpath. It haunted him for moons and Swiftpaw never quite seemed to forgive him.

When they were given their warrior names, he had long since decided that he needed to be the best warrior that he could to his clan. Ultimately this lead him to pursuing the pretty she-cat known as Meadowheart and they fell in love very quickly. Though her first litter was born of dead kits, their second litter was reasonably healthy. He could see potential in his two daughters and son and he loved them with the same warmth and encouragement that Crowfur had given him. When Greencough took his young daughters, he was stricken with grief but it was nothing compared to his mate. It made it hard to remember the son that had survived as he tried to console her misery. When Mallowpaw was named the Medicine Cat apprentice, he couldn't help his disappointment and anger. He had expressed it severely to the leader and had been silenced by the fact that it was Starclan's will to accept the young tom for the life of herb picking. He never quite got over his anger.
Crush: Meadowheart.
Mate: Meadowheart.
Kits: Mallownose ( Son ), Frostkit ( Daughter - DEC ), Petalkit ( Daughter - DEC ).
Kins: Rockstep ( Father - DEC ), Orchidfall ( Mother - DEC ), Crowfur ( Foster Father - DEC ), Blackpaw ( Brother - DEC ), Swiftspots ( Brother - DEC ).
Other:
He's disappointed in Mallownose, he always wanted his kits to be warriors.
He is planning on having more kits with Meadowheart in the future.