Post by quietfawn on Sept 10, 2014 19:44:52 GMT -5
Name::
Quietpaw
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 8 moons (3/4 Years)
Clan/ Group:: Thunderclan
Postion:: MeddiCat Apprentice
Description:: Golden Tabby With Redish-Goldish Eyes
Personality::
Shy: Shy as can be, this cutie really isn't a fan of others.
Quiet: In the name, she is very quiet. She has a hushed voice, and doesn't like to talk much anyway.
Snappy: When someone is disobedient, she gets rather snappy.
Gentle: She is as gentle as a flower, careful not to mess up.
Family::
Mother: Rainwalker (Deceased)
Father: Clawfoot (Left the Clans After Rainwalker Died)
History::
Kithood:
As a kit, she spent most of her time in the medicine den with Pebbleheart. She didn't really pay attention to much else going on, including other kits. She grew distant from then, and more involved with Pebbleheart. Her mother grew terribly ill, and Quietkit, basically living in the medicine den, had to watch her die. After that, Pebbleheart became her mother figure. She loved Pebbleheart more then her father, especially after he left her to live in the clans alone. She couldn't stand it, so she worked as hard as she could to follow her life dream. When she became Meddi App, she was more excited then ever before. She couldn't believe what she had heard. It was amazing. Not a shock, but a reassuring thing. She knew she could manage if she kept working hard.
Apprentice (So Far)
She has worked very hard, as she really wants to have the honor of Medicine Cat. She has taken a liking to a young tom she has seen twice at the gatherings, but has yet to talk to him out of shyness. She is rather excited, and is doing well at training.
RolePlay Sample::
(This is from her Kithood)
"But Pebbleheart!" a golden-tabby she-cat exclaimed. Her eyes showed frustration and disappointment. The young kit thought it was worth trying to convince her otherwise. "We are talking about my mother, I should be allowed to help!"
"Quietkit, you are much to young. You can watch if you like though." The sternness in her voice demanded authority and respect. Quietkit immediately sat down next Pebbleheart, watching intently. Eventually, she had to stand on the tips of her paws to see what Pebbleheart was doing, and even that wasn't enough. She looked around the large oak tree, attempting to find something useful. She found a large rock, and attempted to nudge it over. She pushed and pushed, but it was to heavy. She looked up and noticed Pebbleheart watching her, and Quietkit blushed, embarresed.
"It's alright. I'll do it." Pebbleheart smiled and pushed over the rock gently with her paw.
Quietpaw
Gender:: She-Cat
Age:: 8 moons (3/4 Years)
Clan/ Group:: Thunderclan
Postion:: MeddiCat Apprentice
Description:: Golden Tabby With Redish-Goldish Eyes
Personality::
Shy: Shy as can be, this cutie really isn't a fan of others.
Quiet: In the name, she is very quiet. She has a hushed voice, and doesn't like to talk much anyway.
Snappy: When someone is disobedient, she gets rather snappy.
Gentle: She is as gentle as a flower, careful not to mess up.
Family::
Mother: Rainwalker (Deceased)
Father: Clawfoot (Left the Clans After Rainwalker Died)
History::
Kithood:
As a kit, she spent most of her time in the medicine den with Pebbleheart. She didn't really pay attention to much else going on, including other kits. She grew distant from then, and more involved with Pebbleheart. Her mother grew terribly ill, and Quietkit, basically living in the medicine den, had to watch her die. After that, Pebbleheart became her mother figure. She loved Pebbleheart more then her father, especially after he left her to live in the clans alone. She couldn't stand it, so she worked as hard as she could to follow her life dream. When she became Meddi App, she was more excited then ever before. She couldn't believe what she had heard. It was amazing. Not a shock, but a reassuring thing. She knew she could manage if she kept working hard.
Apprentice (So Far)
She has worked very hard, as she really wants to have the honor of Medicine Cat. She has taken a liking to a young tom she has seen twice at the gatherings, but has yet to talk to him out of shyness. She is rather excited, and is doing well at training.
RolePlay Sample::
(This is from her Kithood)
"But Pebbleheart!" a golden-tabby she-cat exclaimed. Her eyes showed frustration and disappointment. The young kit thought it was worth trying to convince her otherwise. "We are talking about my mother, I should be allowed to help!"
"Quietkit, you are much to young. You can watch if you like though." The sternness in her voice demanded authority and respect. Quietkit immediately sat down next Pebbleheart, watching intently. Eventually, she had to stand on the tips of her paws to see what Pebbleheart was doing, and even that wasn't enough. She looked around the large oak tree, attempting to find something useful. She found a large rock, and attempted to nudge it over. She pushed and pushed, but it was to heavy. She looked up and noticed Pebbleheart watching her, and Quietkit blushed, embarresed.
"It's alright. I'll do it." Pebbleheart smiled and pushed over the rock gently with her paw.