Post by brownnose on Dec 31, 2007 15:46:14 GMT -5
Name: Cinderpaw
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Nightclan
Physical Description: Cinderpaw is a gray tom, with a jet black tail. His tail is very long and very thick. Cinderpaw has strange black tipped ears, and one white paw.
Cinderpaw has not to thin fur, but not long either. He is large for his age, and has a strong built. Cinderpaw's face has a light shade of gray, like a smoky gray, so his tail and ears make him look a little weird. He also has a small black dash on his forehead. His siblings look completely different from him, (Explained in history.))
Cinderpaw has hazel eyes, with a small shade of blue in them. He looks strange, but he doesn't usually care. He has short, silver claws, but his teeth are rather long, however he doesn't seem to notice.
Personality: Cinderpaw might look like a toughy, but he is actually very friendly. He loves hanging around everyone. He is extremely loyal, however he is not afraid to challenge other cats.
Cinderpaw cares strongly for his beliefs, and he wishes other cats would respect that. Cinderpaw cares a lot for Starclan, and wonders what his ancestors are like, because he never got to see his warrior ancestors.
Cinderpaw can be very hyper, and isn't exactly intelligent as his siblings are, for example; He might run into something if he gets overly excited. However, his feelings are sometimes impossible to see. Although you can see his excitement with his tail, and eyes. His tail usually fluffs up, and his eyes are all wide, also is like that when he's scared.
Cinderpaw is never dull, if a cat is upset it makes him feel bad. So, he usually trys to play a little game with them to cheer them up. It usually does work, which makes him very happy.
When Cinderpaw is bored, he's usually knows how to make time. Either, annoying his siblings, or playing with something random. He stands out from his siblings, from his looks and personality, yet he doesn't seem to care.
History: Cinderpaw has 3 siblings, one sister and two brothers. His sister, Snowpaw actually enjoys Cinderpaw and get's amused, even if she looks different and acts different. Snowpaw is a lightish gray, almost white she-cat with blue eyes. She is friendly, too but calm unlike Cinderpaw.
Cinderpaw's two brothers-- Ashpaw and Mudpaw-- aren't usually friendly towards him. He is the youngest-- and Snowpaw is the oldest. Ashpaw is a little older then Mudpaw. Ashpaw is gray, almost black with bright blue-green eyes. Mudpaw is brown gray, with blue eyes. They usually brag because they're older, and always think they are going to become warriors first. However, they are both afraid of Snowpaw because she usually snaps at them for being so mean to Cinderpaw. His mother died, but his father is still alive. He is a senior warrior named Blazefoot. His father is fast, and very intelligent. No one understands how Cinderpaw is so different; or let alone how he got to be how he is. His mother's death is unknown, not even his father knows, or at least won't tell him.
Role Play Example:
((From Different site))
What? Oh... just a dream...
Ice woke with a start, her icy green eyes glanced side to side. Her short, snowy pelt stood on one end, and her white and silver tail, already being thick, fluffed out twice it's normal size. She blinked, then looked around warily, still a little nervous at her nightmare.
My blood pressure is just a little high, maybe I should go outside, or sit by the waterfall to lower it...
She yawned, and walked quietly outside her 'nest' and shook her fur.
See? Better already, just a bad dream, that's all...
Ice observed everything around her, again, just a little edgy. She sighed, then carefully walked outside. She sat down, curling her long, thick tail over her paws. She closed her eyes, then opened them again. She looked up at the large, fluffy clouds.
I wonder if our ancestors sleep on clouds...
She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Ice blinked, then walked carefully, a little further from home.
I could hunt, I mean, why not? The tribe could use a fresh meal...
With that, she lowered herself cautiously to the ground, looking for her her unsuspecting victims...
Other: Nope.
Age: 7 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Nightclan
Physical Description: Cinderpaw is a gray tom, with a jet black tail. His tail is very long and very thick. Cinderpaw has strange black tipped ears, and one white paw.
Cinderpaw has not to thin fur, but not long either. He is large for his age, and has a strong built. Cinderpaw's face has a light shade of gray, like a smoky gray, so his tail and ears make him look a little weird. He also has a small black dash on his forehead. His siblings look completely different from him, (Explained in history.))
Cinderpaw has hazel eyes, with a small shade of blue in them. He looks strange, but he doesn't usually care. He has short, silver claws, but his teeth are rather long, however he doesn't seem to notice.
Personality: Cinderpaw might look like a toughy, but he is actually very friendly. He loves hanging around everyone. He is extremely loyal, however he is not afraid to challenge other cats.
Cinderpaw cares strongly for his beliefs, and he wishes other cats would respect that. Cinderpaw cares a lot for Starclan, and wonders what his ancestors are like, because he never got to see his warrior ancestors.
Cinderpaw can be very hyper, and isn't exactly intelligent as his siblings are, for example; He might run into something if he gets overly excited. However, his feelings are sometimes impossible to see. Although you can see his excitement with his tail, and eyes. His tail usually fluffs up, and his eyes are all wide, also is like that when he's scared.
Cinderpaw is never dull, if a cat is upset it makes him feel bad. So, he usually trys to play a little game with them to cheer them up. It usually does work, which makes him very happy.
When Cinderpaw is bored, he's usually knows how to make time. Either, annoying his siblings, or playing with something random. He stands out from his siblings, from his looks and personality, yet he doesn't seem to care.
History: Cinderpaw has 3 siblings, one sister and two brothers. His sister, Snowpaw actually enjoys Cinderpaw and get's amused, even if she looks different and acts different. Snowpaw is a lightish gray, almost white she-cat with blue eyes. She is friendly, too but calm unlike Cinderpaw.
Cinderpaw's two brothers-- Ashpaw and Mudpaw-- aren't usually friendly towards him. He is the youngest-- and Snowpaw is the oldest. Ashpaw is a little older then Mudpaw. Ashpaw is gray, almost black with bright blue-green eyes. Mudpaw is brown gray, with blue eyes. They usually brag because they're older, and always think they are going to become warriors first. However, they are both afraid of Snowpaw because she usually snaps at them for being so mean to Cinderpaw. His mother died, but his father is still alive. He is a senior warrior named Blazefoot. His father is fast, and very intelligent. No one understands how Cinderpaw is so different; or let alone how he got to be how he is. His mother's death is unknown, not even his father knows, or at least won't tell him.
Role Play Example:
((From Different site))
What? Oh... just a dream...
Ice woke with a start, her icy green eyes glanced side to side. Her short, snowy pelt stood on one end, and her white and silver tail, already being thick, fluffed out twice it's normal size. She blinked, then looked around warily, still a little nervous at her nightmare.
My blood pressure is just a little high, maybe I should go outside, or sit by the waterfall to lower it...
She yawned, and walked quietly outside her 'nest' and shook her fur.
See? Better already, just a bad dream, that's all...
Ice observed everything around her, again, just a little edgy. She sighed, then carefully walked outside. She sat down, curling her long, thick tail over her paws. She closed her eyes, then opened them again. She looked up at the large, fluffy clouds.
I wonder if our ancestors sleep on clouds...
She shook her head to clear her thoughts. Ice blinked, then walked carefully, a little further from home.
I could hunt, I mean, why not? The tribe could use a fresh meal...
With that, she lowered herself cautiously to the ground, looking for her her unsuspecting victims...
Other: Nope.
