Post by spotty on May 28, 2009 0:19:38 GMT -5
Name: Shadepaw
Age: 6
Gender: Tom
Clan: LightningClan
Rank: Apprentice
Eye Color: Blue
Description:
Age: 6
Gender: Tom
Clan: LightningClan
Rank: Apprentice
Eye Color: Blue
Description:
Shadepaw's pelt is pure black, making it easy for him to blend into the shadows. His medium-length fur keeps him warm during the cold weather, while being short enough to help him keep cool during warm weather. His intelligent blue gaze impresses most cats. He still has a slight limp from a exploit as a kit, but it doesn't effect his performance. He is a little bit shorter than most of the other apprentices, but it's a hardly noticeable difference.Personality:
Shadepaw is most often a fun-loving apprentice, and sometimes gets in trouble for exploring things on his own. He can focus on a single task well, but if he is given a bunch to do, he won't know where to start. He can be distracted at times, most often from his dreams, which are occasionally visions. He fears his dreams are proof he should be a medicine cat apprentice, but desperately wants to be a warrior.History:
As soon as he was old enough to wander, he snuck out and explored the territory, intrested in it's resemblence to the occasional dreams he had in the nursery. On one of his outings, he took a fall from the rock he had played on many times before. The fall badly twisted his leg, and a search patrol later found him laying at the base of the rock, unable to move. He was dragged back to camp, his rescuers careful not to damage his leg further, where Tomoetaint looked after him. After he had recovered, he was allowed to return to the nursery, and from that point on he didn't venture out of camp.RP Example:
A pair of striking blue eyes shone from the shadows, seemingly hovering in midair. They were locked on a mouse scurrying through the grass, and as it approached the eyes bobbed, and a black cat stepped from it's camouflage, pouncing on the rodent and killing it with a swift bite. The cat looked to the sky before padding away, mouse in jaw, in the direction of camp. Reaching the camp, he placed it in the fresh-kill pile before padding away to the apprentices den.
