Brackenclaw: He/Him, 24 Moons old.
Brackenclaw had woken up at the crack of dawn he was itching to get to the training of Pheasantpaw. Sure she was a bit of a skittish cat but Brackenclaw was excited to have yet another Apprentice especially after Vixenpaw had gone missing Brackenclaw was sad but he had to keep going he was a proud Warrior of Thunderclan who was training the next generation of Warriors after all. Brackenclaw would stick his large head into the entrance of the bramble, branch, and fern entrance to the Apprentices den his deep voice would ring out. "Pheasantpaw wake up it's time to start your training!" Brackenclaw would meow deeply his voice was a rather intimidating voice to be woken up to but Brackenclaw couldn't help it. Brackenclaw was just born to be intimidating. Though he wasn't all bad Brackenclaw was completely loyal to his Clan and his Clanmates and would protect both with his life. Brackenclaw would wait outside the Apprentices den for his Apprentice. Brackenclaw was a huge Maine Coon with long dark brown fur and white fur under his chin and down his chest with orange eyes that seem to pierce into the very soul of whatever cat he looks at. His rippling muscles would keep him warm from the cool morning. But Warrior duties start early and Brackenclaw wanted to get his Apprentice into the habit of waking up early in their Apprenticeship. @
Bean
The Phoenix is Rising. (Pheasantpaw's training Rp P)
