Post by BeardedLady on Aug 10, 2014 20:32:56 GMT -5
Name: Adderpaw --> Adderstripe
Age: 7 moons
Gender: Molly
Allegiance: SandClan
Picture: {x}
Appearance: Adderpaw is a long, lanky molly who will never grow into her ears. Although she often trips over her paws now, one day she will walk with fluid grace. Her short pelt is light gold, punctuated with stripes of mahogany and rich brown, which helps her to blend in to her desert-like environment. From her longish, pointed face, lengthy white whiskers sprout, and her paws hide thorn-sharp claws. Her golden, slanted eyes are keen and bright.
Personality: Adderpaw puts up a wall between herself and other cats, a sense of bravado, almost. If you don't know her, she can seem quite self involved. It's not hard to peel away this layer, however, to find the shy, awkward apprentice in desperate need of more self confidence. She has trouble making friends, and even more difficulty keeping them. Due to this, Adderpaw can be a little stilted and awkward when she's talking to members of her clan, especially those her age. Although Adderpaw doesn't mind being by herself, she does get a little lonely sometimes. Adderpaw is a very excitable, curious, impulsive and energetic thing, and often finds these four things leading her into trouble. She tries her best to be a good cat; she follows the warrior code, smiles at elders and does all of her chores without complaint. Adderpaw also has an amazing sense of humor, often amusing herself with wordplay and puns.
History: Adderpaw was one of three kits born out of a noncommittal relationship. Their father was never revealed to them or the clan, and only their mother knows who he is. Whenever the kits asked after him, their mother would become cold and unreachable, and tell them that he was a member of the clan who she thought he loved. It didn't take them long to learn not to ask after him. Apart from their unknown heritage, the kits had a fairly normal kithood. They played and rolled and jumped and generally made trouble.
Upon apprenticeship, the three young mollies' training has been passed around. There haven't been enough warriors to be mentors after the outbreak of greencough, which left the clan weak and vulnerable. However, now that the family has moved out of the nursery, their mother has begun hanging about with another warrior, one the mollies really don't like. They resent the cat because of how he's trying to take the place of their father, and how he makes their mother act as if she was a younger, different cat.
Check 1: [x] Leah
Check 2: [x] Cobalt
Age: 7 moons
Gender: Molly
Allegiance: SandClan
Picture: {x}
Appearance: Adderpaw is a long, lanky molly who will never grow into her ears. Although she often trips over her paws now, one day she will walk with fluid grace. Her short pelt is light gold, punctuated with stripes of mahogany and rich brown, which helps her to blend in to her desert-like environment. From her longish, pointed face, lengthy white whiskers sprout, and her paws hide thorn-sharp claws. Her golden, slanted eyes are keen and bright.
Personality: Adderpaw puts up a wall between herself and other cats, a sense of bravado, almost. If you don't know her, she can seem quite self involved. It's not hard to peel away this layer, however, to find the shy, awkward apprentice in desperate need of more self confidence. She has trouble making friends, and even more difficulty keeping them. Due to this, Adderpaw can be a little stilted and awkward when she's talking to members of her clan, especially those her age. Although Adderpaw doesn't mind being by herself, she does get a little lonely sometimes. Adderpaw is a very excitable, curious, impulsive and energetic thing, and often finds these four things leading her into trouble. She tries her best to be a good cat; she follows the warrior code, smiles at elders and does all of her chores without complaint. Adderpaw also has an amazing sense of humor, often amusing herself with wordplay and puns.
History: Adderpaw was one of three kits born out of a noncommittal relationship. Their father was never revealed to them or the clan, and only their mother knows who he is. Whenever the kits asked after him, their mother would become cold and unreachable, and tell them that he was a member of the clan who she thought he loved. It didn't take them long to learn not to ask after him. Apart from their unknown heritage, the kits had a fairly normal kithood. They played and rolled and jumped and generally made trouble.
Upon apprenticeship, the three young mollies' training has been passed around. There haven't been enough warriors to be mentors after the outbreak of greencough, which left the clan weak and vulnerable. However, now that the family has moved out of the nursery, their mother has begun hanging about with another warrior, one the mollies really don't like. They resent the cat because of how he's trying to take the place of their father, and how he makes their mother act as if she was a younger, different cat.
Check 1: [x] Leah
Check 2: [x] Cobalt
