Post by Icy-son on Sept 2, 2010 20:43:59 GMT -5
Name:
Appleclaw
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
50 moons
Clan:
RiverClan
Rank:
Warrior
Apprentice:
Former: (Barkfoot, tom, NPC)
Current: (Heatherpaw, she-cat, Sadie)
Love Interest:
N/A
Kin:
Redear, father, NPC
Lilystem, mother, NPC
Gingerflower, sister, NPC
Firestep, sister, Icy
Timberface, Uncle, NPC
Rockfoot, Uncle, NPC
Description:
Bulky, thin pelt, long legs, strong claws, larger ears
Appleclaw is a she-cat of larger size, being the taller one of her sisters. Her body makes up most of her, with only a thinner pelt to cover her skin. Her fur is a light ginger coloration, with slightly darker stripes, zig-zagging her legs and forehead. Her belly seems to be lighter, turning into a bright section. Her muzzle is splashed with white, which is the only other spot on her that is lighter.
What makes her a bit taller, you might ask? It is her longer legs that keep her head higher, thinking to herself that she is in charge. Although, it was her amazingly sharp claws that earned her warrior name of Appleclaw. She fought off a rogue that entered RiverClan territory, with the help of her sisters.
The last feature you could notice, now it begins at her head. Her ears, yes. They are slightly larger than her siblings, but it helps out with hunting and patroling. She can detect the slightest movement, and she is proud of it.
Personality:
Strict, highly intellegent, very sharp tounge, attitude, guards the Warrior Code with her life
All right, just so we get this clear. Appleclaw is not a softer, mothery type like her sisters. She isn't a pushover like Gingerflower, and she doesn't want a tom head-over-heels for her either, example is Firestep. She enjoys being alone, although she isn't alone. She has the Warrior Code to keep her in balance. Without the code, her world would fall apart quickly. She does not believe in cross-clan relations, and those with mixed blood think they do not belong in her Clan.
Yes, you heard me right.
Her Clan.
She acts like she was the deputy, organizing patrols alongside Cherryfur, the deputy. She was a senior warrior, and with her sharp tounge, no wonder she was not the deputy when the choice came. Her tone of voice sometimes scares the apprentices. Oh, by the by, if you ever catch her in a bad mood, expect something terrifying later on. Perhaps a tick inside your mouse, or mouse bile on your tail while you sleep.
History:
She was born like any other warrior, to a queen and her mate, Lilystem and Redear. These two warriors weren't mixed with other Clan's blood or rogue and kittypet blood, but pure-blooded RiverClan. The young queen had recently moved out of the apprenitces den, and within two moons, she became a queen. She gave birth to three, healthy, ginger kits. The first was Applekit, for her darker ginger pelt, Gingerkit, plain and simple, and the last was Firekit, the troublesome kit with white paws.
The three sisters were close as kits could get, mostly inseperable. Firekit learned to chase after toms more often, Gingerkit wanted to be the medicine cat, although the position was taken, but Applekit didn't want to be like her mother. She wanted to be leader, and she knew that nursing queens couldn't be deputy. It seemed like each kit had their life planned out for them, but not exactly the same way as thought out.
Soon enough, they became apprentices, and Applepaw vowed to become leader one day. She worked as hard as all the other apprentice, perhaps a smitch more. Her mentor was strict and sharp with training, but she learned to get along with it. Once, she tried a session with her mentor, when he swiped her ear, unsheathed, and cut it slightly. After that point, they went their seperate ways.
They became warriors almost as soon as the inncident occurred between her and her mentor. Applepaw became Appleclaw for her skills in fighting, which paid off in the end. She had given a few nasty scratches of her own to her bad-tempered mentor. Although, she soon became apart with her sisters, used to be as strong as oak, harder to seperate than ticks to a cat.
As soon as Appleclaw was about nine moons older, she became a mentor. Her apprentice was Timberface's son, Barkpaw. He didn't seem to be as tough to train as she was, but he was perfect. They trained day and night, inseperable like her sisters, and finally came with a conclusion, when Barkfoot became a warrior.
She came to Gatherings, chatted with other Clans, listened to the leaders. It was then she met a few apprentices from ShadowClan, and a smaller one was named Ashenpaw. As soon as they left, so did Appleclaw. She was curious to what the cat had in store for his future. She had shaken her head, knowing it couldn't be quite true. She was bound by the warrior code, never with any other cat.
She established herself as a senior warrior at fourty moons, and looked forward to sleep closer to the deputy's nest, at the center. She couldn't help but wonder if she could be a leader. She wanted to be the deputy for Palestar, the best leader RiverClan ever had. She knew it wouldn't come as easy as training her previous apprentice, but it could give her a better chance at the tryouts.
Other:
N/A
Roleplay Example:
N/A
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