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Post by ~[Holy]~ on Jan 27, 2008 14:32:34 GMT -5
Name: Willowpaw
Age: 6 Moons
Rank: Aprrentice
Clan: Gustclan
Physical Description: WillowPaw is a pure black cat. She is very lean and is a bit small, but she makes up for it in her speed and gracefulness. She has striking yellow eyes that seem to look into your soul and know what your thinking. She is very lean, which adds to her speed by having the wind push agents her nimble body. Her fur is short, and well kept because she grooms herself often.
Personality: WillowPaw is the strong and calm type. She is a very good hunter, having almost perfect hearing and speed to match, but falls weak when it comes to big prey. She would prefer to sit in the sun a sleep than to do Warrior things, but thinks it would become boring to become a queen. She is a bit lazy, but when it comes time to where she is needed, she will have the plan, the power, and the will to fight. She is also a bit intimidating to those who have a bit of a temper, for she is calm and self centered and can easily poke fun to others. She can be a bit complainy at times when she doesn't like the way things are going, but will usually keep quiet. She likes to be sarcastic, and usually is, which can lead her to fighting with some of the other cats.
History: Though born an outcast like her parents, she was left at a very young age, abandoned, if you may. But on a scouting mission, the warrior by the name, Hollowheart found her. Hollowheart, along with the other warrior, Lillypelt, took Willowpaw as their own. But when she was about 4 moons, they left for a mission and were killed, which left her devistated. She kept to herself for awhile not making any friends and usually just slept. Soon after she decided to become a warrior, to make her parents proud. Now she is trying her hardest to become a warrior, by training herself in spare times. She is trying her best, and hopes to become the best warrior she can become. She plans to rise above everyone else.
Role Play Example:
"Willowpaw?" A small kitten turned her head. Her black fur a bit ruffled. A smiled came across her lips.
"Momma! Momma! Look what I caught!" she said delighted, lifting her paw to reveal a rat, thought small, the kitten was proud of her first kill. A long, cream and brown tabby stridded over to her, a motherly look on her face.
"Lovely dear, you'll make a good warrior some day." she said tenderly. The small kitten grinned, excited to hear the praise of her mother.
"Just like her father." A male cat, larger then the cream tabby came over, big and bulky, with his green eyes and black pelt, he looked like one strong warrior.
"Ya! Just like papa!"The kitten yelled happily. The cream tabby looked at the sky.
"It's getting late. We should go back and get some sleep." she said softly.
"But mo-om." the kitten complained. She was having such a fun time!
"No buts." Her father said. The kitten giggled as did her mother. Her father rolled his eyes.
"Come on, before they eat all of the good kill." Her father said roughly while the two cats still giggled at the childish humor.
"Okay papa." the black kitten said as she walked between her parents smiling and moving at her own beat. Her mother smiled as did her father. Together, they looked like one happy family.
Willowpaw cracked her eyes open as the sun filled the den. She turned onto her other side and yawned. She layed there for a second, remembering that dream. Well, it was more like a memory. She smiled to herself and got up, and shook her pelt. Her fur was sticking agents her, which she hated. She wiggled her way out of the apprentice's den and walked over to the pile of kill. She inspected it and found the one she wanted. She grabbed it and brought it under a tree and eat it slowly, thinking about what to do today.
Other:N/A
Age: 6 Moons
Rank: Aprrentice
Clan: Gustclan
Physical Description: WillowPaw is a pure black cat. She is very lean and is a bit small, but she makes up for it in her speed and gracefulness. She has striking yellow eyes that seem to look into your soul and know what your thinking. She is very lean, which adds to her speed by having the wind push agents her nimble body. Her fur is short, and well kept because she grooms herself often.
Personality: WillowPaw is the strong and calm type. She is a very good hunter, having almost perfect hearing and speed to match, but falls weak when it comes to big prey. She would prefer to sit in the sun a sleep than to do Warrior things, but thinks it would become boring to become a queen. She is a bit lazy, but when it comes time to where she is needed, she will have the plan, the power, and the will to fight. She is also a bit intimidating to those who have a bit of a temper, for she is calm and self centered and can easily poke fun to others. She can be a bit complainy at times when she doesn't like the way things are going, but will usually keep quiet. She likes to be sarcastic, and usually is, which can lead her to fighting with some of the other cats.
History: Though born an outcast like her parents, she was left at a very young age, abandoned, if you may. But on a scouting mission, the warrior by the name, Hollowheart found her. Hollowheart, along with the other warrior, Lillypelt, took Willowpaw as their own. But when she was about 4 moons, they left for a mission and were killed, which left her devistated. She kept to herself for awhile not making any friends and usually just slept. Soon after she decided to become a warrior, to make her parents proud. Now she is trying her hardest to become a warrior, by training herself in spare times. She is trying her best, and hopes to become the best warrior she can become. She plans to rise above everyone else.
Role Play Example:
"Willowpaw?" A small kitten turned her head. Her black fur a bit ruffled. A smiled came across her lips.
"Momma! Momma! Look what I caught!" she said delighted, lifting her paw to reveal a rat, thought small, the kitten was proud of her first kill. A long, cream and brown tabby stridded over to her, a motherly look on her face.
"Lovely dear, you'll make a good warrior some day." she said tenderly. The small kitten grinned, excited to hear the praise of her mother.
"Just like her father." A male cat, larger then the cream tabby came over, big and bulky, with his green eyes and black pelt, he looked like one strong warrior.
"Ya! Just like papa!"The kitten yelled happily. The cream tabby looked at the sky.
"It's getting late. We should go back and get some sleep." she said softly.
"But mo-om." the kitten complained. She was having such a fun time!
"No buts." Her father said. The kitten giggled as did her mother. Her father rolled his eyes.
"Come on, before they eat all of the good kill." Her father said roughly while the two cats still giggled at the childish humor.
"Okay papa." the black kitten said as she walked between her parents smiling and moving at her own beat. Her mother smiled as did her father. Together, they looked like one happy family.
Willowpaw cracked her eyes open as the sun filled the den. She turned onto her other side and yawned. She layed there for a second, remembering that dream. Well, it was more like a memory. She smiled to herself and got up, and shook her pelt. Her fur was sticking agents her, which she hated. She wiggled her way out of the apprentice's den and walked over to the pile of kill. She inspected it and found the one she wanted. She grabbed it and brought it under a tree and eat it slowly, thinking about what to do today.
Other:N/A
