Blacksmoke

Appearance
He is a handsome, broad-shouldered smoky black tom. His shaggy fur is predominantly gray but fades into black around his features, such as paws, tail, back, and head. His eyes are bright amber, verging on orange.

Personality
As the kit of the deputy, he felt a lot of pressure to stand out as the best fighter, hunter, you name it. He coped with humour, developing a very sharp tongue and a quick wit. His jokes are not always in good taste however, he has a tendency to poke fun at anyone that won't get him in serious trouble for doing so (and sometimes then, even that doesn't stop him...) which can sometimes translate to poking fun at those that won't fight back. He always felt frustrated with the Clan as despite the generally caring environment, he didn't feel like he was free to be himself without the lingering shadow of 'deputy's son' over his head.

When he met Briarmask, he felt like there was finally some cat he could be himself around. He was overjoyed when she joined ShadowClan and even moreso when he gradually learned that matching wits with her wasn't a guaranteed victory.

History
He had a tough mentor but worked hard and tried to keep up a flippant, humorous approach to life. The stress was slowing weighing him down more and more though, as the moment he became a warrior he was uncertain of his future. Did he want to follow his mother's footsteps into a high rank? Was he going to take a mate and have kits? If so, who? At one Gathering, while he was chatting with a WindClan she-cat, he realized that for the first time in moons he didn't feel the continuous weight of uncertainty on his shoulders.

He sought her the next Gathering and they gradually began to meet often, then more and more until finally Briarmask declared that she would join ShadowClan to be with him.