Post by .x.Icestar.x.Winterleaf.x. on Dec 30, 2008 15:56:24 GMT -7
.x.name.x.
Frostpaw
.x.gender.x.
She-cat
.x.rank.x.
Apprentice
.x.age.x.
6 Moons
.x.clan.x.
WaterClan
.x.quick description.x.
Small, sturdy white she-cat with blue, sightless eyes.
.x.description.x.
Frostpaw is built small and quick, her build slim and limber. She has thin, short legs covered by a sleek white pelt. Her fur is short and sleek, very different from her mother's long, feathery fur. She takes after her father, though paler in comparison. Her paw pads and nose are pink, as are the insides of her ears. White fur is all that covers her, no other color tints her pelt. Her tail is shorter than most, but Frostpaw keeps her balance like no other cat. Her claws are curved and sharp, though she hesitates to use them. Her small frame enables her the ability to sneak up on unaware creatures with the greatest of talent. One feature that captivates are her eyes. They are a deep, sapphire blue. Though she cannot see out of them, they are bright and beautiful, showing her emotions clearly through them. You might think her blindness is a hindrance, but in that you would be mistaken. She can scent and hear and feel better than any other cat, and she has the uncanny ability to feel another cat's emotions.
.x.personality.x.
Frostpaw is a lover, not a fighter. She would choose a negotiation over a fight any day. She hesitates to argue, though she does have very strong opinions. Frostpaw is blind, and so fights to prove her worth every day. because of her divided heritage, she has even more to prove to her clan, and her father. She loves her father very much, and wants to show him she is an equal member of the clan, though she cannot see. Because she was born blind, Frostpaw is very intuitive when it comes to others feelings. She can sense what most cats cannot, including smaller vibrations, raise in heartbeats per second and the buried feelings any cat may feel when around her. Her other senses are keener as well, and her hunting skills are amazing for a cat like her. As some cats see her as weak, but Frostpaw can be very defensive, and will do anything to prove her worth.
.x.history.x.
Frostpaw has quite the divided heritage. Her mother is Witnerleaf, warrior of FireClan. But her father was once a noble WaterClan warrior named Smokefur. When she was very young, Frostpaw, her sister [Featherpaw] and her half-brother [Ravenpaw] were given to Smokefur to be raised in RiverClan. Smokefur had told that clan he had found them lying on the border, lost and alone. Of course, the clan guessed otherwise, but never questioned him on it. Whispers flitted through the camp, but were easily ignored. Frostpaw was always treated different, especially by the medicine cat of the time. The clan pitied her and treated her as if she were hopeless. Frostpaw was angry most of her kithood, trying to fight thew accusations and pitied feelings towards her. She fought to stay strong, and tried to overcompensate. Her sister and brother never took pity on her, and stay by her side in all her decisions.
A moon after Frostpaw was apprenticed, Smokefur died of blackcough. Her and her siblings were devastated. Frostpaw slipped slowly away, avoiding everything and anycat. Her depression has only deepened and she rarely speaks to anyone anymore, and just observes. Many cats have tried to pull her out of her stupor, but with little success. She tries hard every day to prove her worth, and fights depression and feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness. One day she hopes to become a brave, skilled warrior who may be an asset rather than a liability to the clan her father had so loved.
.x.roleplay sample.x.
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Frostpaw
.x.gender.x.
She-cat
.x.rank.x.
Apprentice
.x.age.x.
6 Moons
.x.clan.x.
WaterClan
.x.quick description.x.
Small, sturdy white she-cat with blue, sightless eyes.
.x.description.x.
Frostpaw is built small and quick, her build slim and limber. She has thin, short legs covered by a sleek white pelt. Her fur is short and sleek, very different from her mother's long, feathery fur. She takes after her father, though paler in comparison. Her paw pads and nose are pink, as are the insides of her ears. White fur is all that covers her, no other color tints her pelt. Her tail is shorter than most, but Frostpaw keeps her balance like no other cat. Her claws are curved and sharp, though she hesitates to use them. Her small frame enables her the ability to sneak up on unaware creatures with the greatest of talent. One feature that captivates are her eyes. They are a deep, sapphire blue. Though she cannot see out of them, they are bright and beautiful, showing her emotions clearly through them. You might think her blindness is a hindrance, but in that you would be mistaken. She can scent and hear and feel better than any other cat, and she has the uncanny ability to feel another cat's emotions.
.x.personality.x.
Frostpaw is a lover, not a fighter. She would choose a negotiation over a fight any day. She hesitates to argue, though she does have very strong opinions. Frostpaw is blind, and so fights to prove her worth every day. because of her divided heritage, she has even more to prove to her clan, and her father. She loves her father very much, and wants to show him she is an equal member of the clan, though she cannot see. Because she was born blind, Frostpaw is very intuitive when it comes to others feelings. She can sense what most cats cannot, including smaller vibrations, raise in heartbeats per second and the buried feelings any cat may feel when around her. Her other senses are keener as well, and her hunting skills are amazing for a cat like her. As some cats see her as weak, but Frostpaw can be very defensive, and will do anything to prove her worth.
.x.history.x.
Frostpaw has quite the divided heritage. Her mother is Witnerleaf, warrior of FireClan. But her father was once a noble WaterClan warrior named Smokefur. When she was very young, Frostpaw, her sister [Featherpaw] and her half-brother [Ravenpaw] were given to Smokefur to be raised in RiverClan. Smokefur had told that clan he had found them lying on the border, lost and alone. Of course, the clan guessed otherwise, but never questioned him on it. Whispers flitted through the camp, but were easily ignored. Frostpaw was always treated different, especially by the medicine cat of the time. The clan pitied her and treated her as if she were hopeless. Frostpaw was angry most of her kithood, trying to fight thew accusations and pitied feelings towards her. She fought to stay strong, and tried to overcompensate. Her sister and brother never took pity on her, and stay by her side in all her decisions.
A moon after Frostpaw was apprenticed, Smokefur died of blackcough. Her and her siblings were devastated. Frostpaw slipped slowly away, avoiding everything and anycat. Her depression has only deepened and she rarely speaks to anyone anymore, and just observes. Many cats have tried to pull her out of her stupor, but with little success. She tries hard every day to prove her worth, and fights depression and feelings of worthlessness and hopelessness. One day she hopes to become a brave, skilled warrior who may be an asset rather than a liability to the clan her father had so loved.
.x.roleplay sample.x.
n/a
