Post by 7angellight7 on Apr 5, 2010 8:12:24 GMT -5
Name:: Stormpaw (StormSong Later, maybe??)
Gender:: She-cat
Age:: 9 Moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Position:: Apprentice
Description:: Stormpaw is a light gray cat with dark tabby marks. She has rainbow-like eyes, beginning from her pupil as blue, then olive green, and from a yellow-green, ends in a pale amber. She is rather small, and with her size, she has small, delicate paws with soft, light cloud gray pads. Stormpaw has great uses for her small paws, though, and is skilled with being a good stalker and an okay fisher. From a previous fight, she has a slight limp in her walking, but soon that will disappear.
Personality:: Stormpaw is usually shy and quiet, and sometimes it is hard to decipher whether she is a warrior's apprentice or a medicine cat's, since she is sometimes caught staring at the skies and is helpful to the medicine cat. She also seems less ambitious as the other apprentices are with the excitement of warrior training. Maybe in the future there will be a change in her path, and she will speak to StarClan sooner than she imagines.
Family:: Her mother, Dovefeather, as soft and as gentle as Stormpaw, passed while giving birth to her two children. Birchleaf, her father, still resides in the clan, but is rarely seen, for word's been said since his love past he cannot think straight. Stormpaw's sister, Willowpaw, still lives, too.
History:: Stormpaw was born first, and a while after, her sister slid next to her, and Dovefeather, her mother, had borned two small kits. Something terrible had happened while she was kitting, though, and the small she-cat passed that night. Another nursery queen took care of them, and soon the two were old enough to be apprenticed, one sister happily trotted up to their leader, while the other trailed behind, less confidently. They received the names Willowpaw and Stormpaw, and proudly(for one) met their mentor's noses.
Stormpaw has been in two border disputes, and in her last one received a leg injury. The DarkClan medicine cat fixed it up well, and soon it will be completely healed, with no bother of the limping she already has.
RolePlay Sample:: Stormpaw drew in a deep breath, and lapped up some cool, fresh water from the stream. It was getting warmer, and the she-cat thought it would be good to collect herbs for the medicine cat while they were ready so any disasters could be easily avoided, especially since Stormpaw could somehow tell the weather would become warmer than before.
Maybe there will be a drought, or possibly a fire, She thought, nipping some catmint stems free, and tasting their sweet flavor. Don't be foolish! You've been around the elders too long! Another voice replied. That reminds me, maybe I should check on them. Stormpaw started back to camp, while feeling another wave of heat on her fur.
Gender:: She-cat
Age:: 9 Moons
Clan/ Group:: DarkClan
Position:: Apprentice
Description:: Stormpaw is a light gray cat with dark tabby marks. She has rainbow-like eyes, beginning from her pupil as blue, then olive green, and from a yellow-green, ends in a pale amber. She is rather small, and with her size, she has small, delicate paws with soft, light cloud gray pads. Stormpaw has great uses for her small paws, though, and is skilled with being a good stalker and an okay fisher. From a previous fight, she has a slight limp in her walking, but soon that will disappear.
Personality:: Stormpaw is usually shy and quiet, and sometimes it is hard to decipher whether she is a warrior's apprentice or a medicine cat's, since she is sometimes caught staring at the skies and is helpful to the medicine cat. She also seems less ambitious as the other apprentices are with the excitement of warrior training. Maybe in the future there will be a change in her path, and she will speak to StarClan sooner than she imagines.
Family:: Her mother, Dovefeather, as soft and as gentle as Stormpaw, passed while giving birth to her two children. Birchleaf, her father, still resides in the clan, but is rarely seen, for word's been said since his love past he cannot think straight. Stormpaw's sister, Willowpaw, still lives, too.
History:: Stormpaw was born first, and a while after, her sister slid next to her, and Dovefeather, her mother, had borned two small kits. Something terrible had happened while she was kitting, though, and the small she-cat passed that night. Another nursery queen took care of them, and soon the two were old enough to be apprenticed, one sister happily trotted up to their leader, while the other trailed behind, less confidently. They received the names Willowpaw and Stormpaw, and proudly(for one) met their mentor's noses.
Stormpaw has been in two border disputes, and in her last one received a leg injury. The DarkClan medicine cat fixed it up well, and soon it will be completely healed, with no bother of the limping she already has.
RolePlay Sample:: Stormpaw drew in a deep breath, and lapped up some cool, fresh water from the stream. It was getting warmer, and the she-cat thought it would be good to collect herbs for the medicine cat while they were ready so any disasters could be easily avoided, especially since Stormpaw could somehow tell the weather would become warmer than before.
Maybe there will be a drought, or possibly a fire, She thought, nipping some catmint stems free, and tasting their sweet flavor. Don't be foolish! You've been around the elders too long! Another voice replied. That reminds me, maybe I should check on them. Stormpaw started back to camp, while feeling another wave of heat on her fur.
