Hazepounce

A mid-furred chocolate and white classic tom with narrow golden eyes

A slim, lanky warrior, Hazepounce held his form with a quiet humility (as he was known to let other cats bask in the spotlight). Regardless of his slim stature, he was well muscled and a warrior fit for the duties that were set upon him.

His pelt was a medium length, his chocolate coat being a mix of swirled stripes and a stark white underbelly, muzzle, chest, tail tip and paws, that had a distinct ‘sock’-like look to them. While the white on his front paws climbed up to just below his elbow, the pigment (or lack-there-of) on his hind paws barely reached the joints, resulting in them not gaining as much white as his front paws. Hazepounce’s tail is thick and bushy, and more often than not, he could likely be found preening leaves and twigs out of it while grooming. However, his friend, Myrtlemist would happily help him with that task without asking.

Hazepounce’s eyes are narrow and golden, while narrower than most cats he knew, they never held anything less than all the love he had when speaking with his clanmates, despite his seemingly suspicious-looking glare, he never held any contempt in his eyes unless in battle, or with other clans.

Devoted to his clan, Hazepounce was a composed and patient tom who always put others first, whether it had been a piece of advice that might make someone’s day or just sharing his prey with a clanmate that looked tired or in need of company. If a cat needed someone, anyone to talk to or stand by them, Hazepounce was there. Always wanting to bring a word of encouragement or a bit of well placed humor to any conversation or any clanmate that may have needed it. He thought of himself to be rather reliable in that way, at least he hoped to the stars that he was.

He saw himself as a rather duty bound senior warrior, putting his duties on the same level as genuine connection. He often didn’t care much for continuous chatter, but much rather… connections and conversations that felt more real and less like background noise.

Overall, he was a caring and calm tom, often times willing to go as far sit out in rainstorms if a clanmate needed him to.

• Born in the Moon of Leopard's Rest (2014) 063
• Died in the Moon of Tiger's Wraith (2019) 130

As a kit, Pouncekit was alone in the nursery to an extent, being the only kit in his dam, Hollythash’s litter by his sire, Nightwisp, who was rather distant, however Pouncekit never expected to have a connection to his father, as it wasn’t required and especially not needed for a sire to dote on his lone kit’s every whim. Hollythrash, as determined and stubborn as she was, was there to do that for him. His dam would often make sure that Pouncekit felt loved an cherished in the nursery, always keeping him clean and raised him with the belief that the clan was everything, clanmates’ needs should come before his own, and he carried that sentiment throughout his whole life.

Becoming an apprentice came fairly easy to him, he always did his best to please his mentor and often times he did. He excelled at most categories except for tree hunting, as something deep within Pouncepaw made him terrified to slip from the branches, even in the drier seasons. Was it the heights? The notion of him getting hurt? Who knows, Pouncepaw had never told any cat about why he was so frightened of the highest of trees, but he still hunted in them when he had to. If the only piece of prey he could find was in a tree, then so be it, it would be better than letting the clan go hungry.

Due to his patience and caring, he was named Hazepounce as a warrior. Hitting all of the guarenteed milestones in life filled Hazepounce with a sense of pride that couldn’t be described in words, but he felt it like it was always there settling deep inside his chest and carried it with him to his grave.

During his days as a young warrior, he often slipped into conversations with an apprentice named Myrtlepaw, later Myrtlemist, who he seemed to hit it off with. She was a ball of energy waiting to be released and his calm and careful suggestions pushed Myrtlepaw into healthy methods to release her energy where her mentor seemed to struggle.

Helping Myrtlemist with to cool down her energy was one of the reasons that the leader of ThunderClan had chosen Hazepounce to mentor Jaypaw, a chatty apprentice that was much like Myrtlemist at his age. Hazepounce took on Jaypaw’s training with an unsurprising valor (despite being mildly irritated by how much his apprentice talked), often testing the apprentice’s limits, but never making him do more than he could. And with his training, Jaypaw reached his warrior ceremony as Jaysong.

During Jaysong’s training, Hazepounce was asked to sire a litter for Myrtlemist and agreed with enthusiasm, after all, not every tom had the chance to sire a litter in his lifetime and was glad that he had been lucky enough that Myrtlemist had chosen him to merge their bloodlines.

Tragically, Hazepounces service came to an end when he was chasing quick paced prey through the territory and it lead him onto the Thunderpath, where, he was quickly and painfully dispatched by a monster that left as quick as it came. He lived long enough to be found by a patrol and be taken to the medicine den, but not much longer as the injuries the monster caused were unable to be treated quickly enough and he passed after saying a final goodbye to the clan he owed his life to.

• No threads have been recorded.

Genes:

Carries spotted beneath classic (Spsp)
Carries Dilution (Dd)
Carries longhair (Ll)
Classic (mcmc)
Low white (Wsw)