Species: Cat
Name: Spitfire
Nickname: Fire
Pelt: Ginger Tabby
Markings: none
Gender: Male
Eye color: Green
Meow or bark: gruff meow
Personality: He's tough, with a hidden soft side. He likes to attack then deal with the retaliating punches rather than devise a clever attack that minimizes his wounds. He's a bit of a bodyguard to Cottonmouth. He doesn't care if others in the clan fight as long as they don't bother him or the leader. Everyone should be able to take care of themselves. He loves a good brawl inside and outside his clan. Fiercly protects Sai, his niece.
History: Spitfire is Cottonmouth's younger brother by a year. He was picked on for being slightly soft so he grew up hiding that fact in a gruff, iron armor. He used to snap at every slight negative comment about him, earning him his name, but eventually mellowed out as he grew out of his prime. He still lives with his family and hopes to have his mate, Chromia, to return soon.
Strengths:
Very strong; heavy set with muscel and bone.
Weaknesses:
Aging; not fast, not best climber
Other:
Second in Aurora Tigers
Picture(s):

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Doc: No, I'm a pacifist.
Caboose: You're a thing that babies suck on?
Tucker: No, Caboose, that's a pedofile.
Church: I think he meant a pacifier.
Tucker: Oh, I was... thinking about something else...
(I don't like Pokemon, but I do find the result quite entertaining)

PIKACHUUUUUU!!!!