Post by cookiethekitty on Dec 23, 2012 2:04:17 GMT -5
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Name:: Hollypaw
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 7 moons
Clan/ Group:: Shadow clan
Postion:: Medicine cat apprentice
Description:: Black, silky fur with white ear tips. Daring amber eyes that beautifully blend with the sunlight
Personality:: Careful, caring, gentle, some-what gloomy.
Family:: (Optional)
History:: Hollykit was an only kit, her mother died at her birth. Her father left Shadow clan shortly after, stating he couldn't stand to live with the fact of his mate's death pouring down on him (Hollykit reminded him too much of his mate, mostly because she had her mother's eyes). With Hollykit's parents gone, she set her life to doing something useful, and not always being such a nuisance. She learned all she could about being a medicine cat as a kit. When she was announced medicine cat apprentice of Shadow clan, she couldn't have found a better home for her heart. She often likes to sit alone, feeling no one can understand her situation, but she never realizes she isn't alone. She would do anything to have a friend that cares for her. Hollypaw is happy to be able to be the medicine cat apprentice, but her true feelings inside keep her concealed from reality. She is also very good at giving advice, just not very good at solving her own problems.
RolePlay Sample:: Hollypaw padded into camp, some cobwebs hanging from her jaws. she slid into the medicine cat den and set down the cobwebs, and turned around, her ears flattened as her mind dove into thought. /is anybody out there? or am I just a shadow in a dark room?/ she thought as her tail twitched anxiously. She gently curved her tongue and licked her mouth, realizing she was starving; she had been out all day, after all. Hollypaw waved her tail and stood up, slipping out of the den and trotting out of camp once more, not wanting to have to cause trouble by taking prey from the fresh kill pile. she carefully sniffed the air, her mind dazed as she scented a vole. She automatically sunk down into position, and stalked the vole as it came into her sight. Without a sound, she suddenly threw herself at the vole, snagging at it with her jagged claws. After she had caught it, she quietly sulked back into the medicine cat den without a word.
Name:: Hollypaw
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 7 moons
Clan/ Group:: Shadow clan
Postion:: Medicine cat apprentice
Description:: Black, silky fur with white ear tips. Daring amber eyes that beautifully blend with the sunlight
Personality:: Careful, caring, gentle, some-what gloomy.
Family:: (Optional)
History:: Hollykit was an only kit, her mother died at her birth. Her father left Shadow clan shortly after, stating he couldn't stand to live with the fact of his mate's death pouring down on him (Hollykit reminded him too much of his mate, mostly because she had her mother's eyes). With Hollykit's parents gone, she set her life to doing something useful, and not always being such a nuisance. She learned all she could about being a medicine cat as a kit. When she was announced medicine cat apprentice of Shadow clan, she couldn't have found a better home for her heart. She often likes to sit alone, feeling no one can understand her situation, but she never realizes she isn't alone. She would do anything to have a friend that cares for her. Hollypaw is happy to be able to be the medicine cat apprentice, but her true feelings inside keep her concealed from reality. She is also very good at giving advice, just not very good at solving her own problems.
RolePlay Sample:: Hollypaw padded into camp, some cobwebs hanging from her jaws. she slid into the medicine cat den and set down the cobwebs, and turned around, her ears flattened as her mind dove into thought. /is anybody out there? or am I just a shadow in a dark room?/ she thought as her tail twitched anxiously. She gently curved her tongue and licked her mouth, realizing she was starving; she had been out all day, after all. Hollypaw waved her tail and stood up, slipping out of the den and trotting out of camp once more, not wanting to have to cause trouble by taking prey from the fresh kill pile. she carefully sniffed the air, her mind dazed as she scented a vole. She automatically sunk down into position, and stalked the vole as it came into her sight. Without a sound, she suddenly threw herself at the vole, snagging at it with her jagged claws. After she had caught it, she quietly sulked back into the medicine cat den without a word.