Post by reza on Dec 19, 2010 21:57:37 GMT -5
Name: Treepaw
Gender: She-cat
Age: 6 moons
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Apprentice
Mentor: TBA
Love Interest: Open
Kin:
Gorgetail - mother (NPC)
Blindclaw - father (NPC)
Description:
Treepaw is a pretty young cat. She has long fur made up of mixed browns. From her chin to her hind legs, her underbelly is covered by a lighter brown, almost sandy color. Her face does not carry very heavy fur. The same sandy fur color surrounds her eyes, with darker colors all around. From her face, strips of dark dark browns appear on a coat of dark brown itself. She has a black nose, and long white whiskers. The apprentice's toes are also sandy, with the rest of her coat being fairly long and colored in the unique browns mixture. The coat color is not just pretty, but also very useful when stalking the forest. She blends in with the forest very well, though not so much during leaf-bare.
The most outstanding feature on Treepaw are her eyes. They are blue, a large contrast to her pelt color. The inner area of the eyes seem almost green in color.
Personality:
Treepaw is not a complex cat to understand. She is insightful and caring for all others. She cares for her Clan more than herself, and even takes pride in completing the lesser assignments given to apprentices. She is a calm cat, and enjoys being in the presence of friends and Clan members. With this, she likes to make friends rather than enemies, though is not skittish to defend the ones she loves.
Treepaw is the kind of cat that would take in an enemy clan member if they needed help. This is not to say that she has the brain of a mouse, though. This cat is smart and quick, and always does her best to follow the warrior code.
History:
Her father was blind from birth, but this never kept her mother from liking the tom. He never hunted, never trained, and never really did anything, but he still enjoyed hearing Gorgetail's voice and hearing what she had done each day. He always said that it was like he could see himself. That never changed when the two had kits, but many of the kits born were weak. Only one survived from the litter of three - Treepaw, who was named for the color of her pelt.
Although it was different growing up with a father who was blind, Treepaw was a good kit. She never got into trouble and she did what her parents said. She enjoyed playing with the other kits, but especially going outside the camp with her mother. Playing came naturally to her, but so did many things.
Becoming an apprentice was a very proud moment for Treepaw. Now she would be able to go outside the camp and hunt, and also learn how to defend her Clan if the moment came.
more to come later..
Other:
Roleplay Example:
The day had been long and cold. The sun was beginning to set in the distance as a young apprentice trudged through the snow. Her long fur helped to keep her warm, but it also never helped when she stalked her prey at this time of year. The dark brown cat was fairly easy to see moving in the white-covered land, and, with prey as scarce as it already was, what she hunted could catch her and move before she was close a few times.
In the end, Treepaw had nothing to bring back to her Clan. The entire day somehow ended up with no profit of food, which disheartened her. Ears flicked as a flake of snow landed on it, and her tail twitched in slight frustration. The fresh kill pile was already so low this morning, and she did not even eat before leaving. Her belly growled at her. All Treepaw could do at this point was hope that anyone else had caught some prey and brought it for the Clan to eat.