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Post by | COMRADE | on Jun 16, 2009 15:24:03 GMT -5
Name:
Featherpaw.
Age:
6 Moons.
Gender:
Female.
Clan:
Windclan.
Rank:
Apprentice.
Picture: The only difference is Featherpaw has gentle,feather-blue eyes
Appearance:
Featherpaw is a pretty, gray, brown, and white she-cat. She is a small cat, with cute little white paws. Her fur is mostly a brown-gray color, with dark gray surrounding a deep brown stripe down the centre of her back. Her fur has peculiar markings in the way she grooms it which makes it appar almost with a feather-like texture, parsay part of her name. Her eyes, which were also looked at to help name her are a feathery blue color. She has medium-length fur, and although she is small and lean, she looks almost like any other Windclan cat, just a bit smaller than the average apprentice. She has a long, bushy tail and her underbelly is covered with soft white fur. Her paws, both forelegs, chest, and spots on her muzzle are also white.
Personality:
Featherpaw is sweet and kind. Her voice is gentle and carries soft and loving like feathers floating in the breeze, while her voice can grow higher into a sing-song like tone. Her calm and caring behavior makes it odd for her to be a warriors apprentice, but she has not the mind of a Medicine Cat and the herbs, and wants only to hunt and fight for her clan as best as she can. She is not much of a fighter though. This was known from the start. She was always too caring and shy, not wanting to hurt, or interrupt, and was always too scared to talk to the other warriors. She looked at them with silent awe, believing they are so noble and wise, like the elders. She never realized they were always looking for fun like she did. Featherpaw enjoys tusseling with the other apprentices and practicing training moves. She loves to gossip, when it's with a cat she's not shy to talk to, and enjoys listening to the cats with more authority and greater than hersef.
History:
Featherpaw was born a Windclan kit. She has two much older brothers, Grayfur and Gorseclaw. As a kit, she enjoyed playing with the other kits in the nursery, as she had no litter mates her age. As any apprentice she, couldn't wait to become a mentor and begin her warrior training. In the six moons as a kit she would try and sneak out, only for the first three moons until one day, she as caught. She was punished by having to collect mouse bile with the Medicine Cat. She didn't try sneaking out of camp again after that. Three days before she became an apprentice, her two brothers became warriors.
Role Play Sample:
Not needed.
Secret Word:
Removed by admin.
Other:
No.
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