BeachClan Driftwood Application

Clan: BeachClan

Rank: Warrior

Gender: Tom 

Mentor: none

Apprentice: none

Personality: Calm and relaxed, only to his own Clan

Backstory: He was born in BeachClan and raised as a normal warrior, he pretty good and running long distances

Mate: none (unless pairing and stuff like that is allowed)

Mother: ?

Father: ?

Siblings: none

Kits: none

Driftwood sat in the tall grass, watching the gulls fly above him in mocking circles. He waited silently until one was brave enough to land. It landed only a couple tail-lengths away from the edge of the grass. He navigated silently through the tall stalks. Only a couple of feet away, he lunged from his hiding place. The gull turned and let out it's harsh cry, and started to take off. He leaped into the air and let out a satisfactory yowl as his claws caught it's wing. It tried to cry out again as he pinned it to the ground, cut short as he dispatched it with a swift bite to the neck.