Post by Snakeh on Apr 20, 2013 6:27:17 GMT -5
Name: Fallowpaw
Age (in moons): 10 moons
Gender: Female
Allegiance: GrassClan
Appearance:
Fallowpaw is a light brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes. Her belly is a lighter brown than the rest of her, almost white. Her paws are also a light brown color, just a shade lighter than her fur. Dark brown stripes decorate her body. The apprentice's tail is a little shorter than the normal tail, but it still functions properly. The tail tip is black with white lines underneath it, the lines seperated by another line of black. Her small size gives her an advantage over large cats who cannot fit in the tight spaces that she can.
Personality: Fallowpaw is a very meek cat. She prefers silence, for it lets her think. She's very shy and would rather be out collecting prey or moss than in the camp, but she can't have everything all the time. She's not very good at fighting and is extremely happy to go on patrols. She's very kind and likes to help out the other apprentices by taking care of the elders for them when it's their turn. She expresses emotion very easily, especially compassion for the weak, wounded, or crippled.
History: Fallowkit was always the runt of the litter. She was a very small cat, and still is today. She didn't mind, though. Neither did her brother Jaykit, a light gray-brown cat with a white muzzle, chest and toes. Her parents were always around, offering advice. Her mother, Kestrelfoot, tended to protect Fallowkit a lot, but Fallowkit managed to convince her she would be okay on her own. Snakeheart, her father, had a similar appearance to her. It's rumored that she inherited her looks from him.
While playing hide-and seek one day with her brother, Jaykit had suddenly squished into the thorn bush she was hiding in with her. She wailed, asking what was going on. Right at that moment, the most terrifying screech she had ever heard. Another Clan was invaded. Ushered into the nursery, Fallowkit tried to stay awake, but was unable to keep herself from slipping into unconsciousness as a cat reached his huge paw into her nest, wanting to scoop her and her brother up, to take them away from their home. Legs crumpling under her, she lost consciousness to the inviting blackness.
By the time the attack had happened, she was six moons old. Still very small, she didn't look like a six moon old kit at all. Her brother was bigger than her, but extremely protective. Jaykit was named Jaypaw and given to a warrior to mentor. Fallowkit was named Fallowpaw, and was also to given to a warrior to mentor. Her mentor is Cloudfang. She does all of her chores, and even does other cats' chores, to help her Clan. Occasionally, she asks to medicine cat if any help is needed, but she is usually sent back to warrior work. Now, at 7 moons, she is still very small, but she thinks it is an advantage rather than a weakness. The small she-cat wants to be a medicine cat, but is too shy to ask.
The harsh winter has left her skinny, but she is still strong. Lately, she's been slow and sluggish, no prey taking its toll on the small apprentice. She looks forward to plump prey and not having to try to keep her paws from cracking the snow.
Check 1: [ x ] Cobalt
Check 2: [ x ] Sprucetail
RPer information
Name: Snaketh(or Snakeh)
First language: English
Literacy level: Semi-lit
Age (in moons): 10 moons
Gender: Female
Allegiance: GrassClan
Appearance:
Fallowpaw is a light brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes. Her belly is a lighter brown than the rest of her, almost white. Her paws are also a light brown color, just a shade lighter than her fur. Dark brown stripes decorate her body. The apprentice's tail is a little shorter than the normal tail, but it still functions properly. The tail tip is black with white lines underneath it, the lines seperated by another line of black. Her small size gives her an advantage over large cats who cannot fit in the tight spaces that she can.
Personality: Fallowpaw is a very meek cat. She prefers silence, for it lets her think. She's very shy and would rather be out collecting prey or moss than in the camp, but she can't have everything all the time. She's not very good at fighting and is extremely happy to go on patrols. She's very kind and likes to help out the other apprentices by taking care of the elders for them when it's their turn. She expresses emotion very easily, especially compassion for the weak, wounded, or crippled.
History: Fallowkit was always the runt of the litter. She was a very small cat, and still is today. She didn't mind, though. Neither did her brother Jaykit, a light gray-brown cat with a white muzzle, chest and toes. Her parents were always around, offering advice. Her mother, Kestrelfoot, tended to protect Fallowkit a lot, but Fallowkit managed to convince her she would be okay on her own. Snakeheart, her father, had a similar appearance to her. It's rumored that she inherited her looks from him.
While playing hide-and seek one day with her brother, Jaykit had suddenly squished into the thorn bush she was hiding in with her. She wailed, asking what was going on. Right at that moment, the most terrifying screech she had ever heard. Another Clan was invaded. Ushered into the nursery, Fallowkit tried to stay awake, but was unable to keep herself from slipping into unconsciousness as a cat reached his huge paw into her nest, wanting to scoop her and her brother up, to take them away from their home. Legs crumpling under her, she lost consciousness to the inviting blackness.
By the time the attack had happened, she was six moons old. Still very small, she didn't look like a six moon old kit at all. Her brother was bigger than her, but extremely protective. Jaykit was named Jaypaw and given to a warrior to mentor. Fallowkit was named Fallowpaw, and was also to given to a warrior to mentor. Her mentor is Cloudfang. She does all of her chores, and even does other cats' chores, to help her Clan. Occasionally, she asks to medicine cat if any help is needed, but she is usually sent back to warrior work. Now, at 7 moons, she is still very small, but she thinks it is an advantage rather than a weakness. The small she-cat wants to be a medicine cat, but is too shy to ask.
The harsh winter has left her skinny, but she is still strong. Lately, she's been slow and sluggish, no prey taking its toll on the small apprentice. She looks forward to plump prey and not having to try to keep her paws from cracking the snow.
Check 1: [ x ] Cobalt
Check 2: [ x ] Sprucetail
RPer information
Name: Snaketh(or Snakeh)
First language: English
Literacy level: Semi-lit
