Post by « ßlubº » on Jan 22, 2008 16:09:31 GMT
.Basic Information.
Name: Cloverpaw
Gender: she-cat?
Age: 10 moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Apprentice
.Details.
Personality: Cloverpaw is a wonder creature to behold. She loves to learn but her downfall is that she can give up pretty easily hen she doesn't get it at first. She loves to jump up and down on the stepping stones. When she get in trouble she just hates herself for doing whatever and beats herself down. When she does something good she gets kinda full of herself. She is quite good a fighting and so-so at hunting and loves to hunt even though she doesn't do as well was she wants on it.
Description: Cloverpaw is a beautiful cat. She had soft, ruffled ginger pelt that has ginger stripes and soft, blonde stripes mixed in. She had gorgerous green eyes with a blue tint and a golden circle ringing her iris. She had a long tail that curls on the end and covers her nose when she curls up for night. She had small tufts of fur coming out of her ears that helps her slightly deaf ears but nothing to hold her back!
History:
. : kithood : .
Cloverpaw was born on a beautiful leaf-fall evening and opened her eyes for the first time on the first day of leaf-bare. She was born with no one and was her parent's last kit and only kit. She grew up in a lonely nursery with only sparse leaves to amuse her. When another queen has a litter she was almost an apprentice and couldn't play with them for fear that she would hurt them.
. : apprenticehood : .
Being an apprentice was a dream come true, she finnaly had friends her own age even if they were a bit older. She was apprenticed to an older cat. And that brings us to the present.
In Character: A bright and sunny day sent chills through the apprentice, anticipation and pride that she would be going on dawn patrol. The chill went through her bones but the warm sunlight softened the blow. "Come one Cloverpaw." A soft voice called from up ahead. The patrol had started to move while she was day dreaming! She bounded ahead and soon caught up to the troop of cats.
The river had great fog coming off of it when a sudden splash was heard. One of the troop had fallen into the water! Another splash was heard and as the fog thinned, a black Riverclan cat could be seen dragging the she-cat who had fallen in over to the side. With just seconds to spare, the two crashed on the shore. Cloverpaw was the first to move. She ran toward she she-cat and saw the two converseing and she the she-cat got up and walked toward the patrol, shaky but unharmed.
Cloverpaw looked back and saw the tom walk across the stepping stones and back toward Riverclan camp before the trees swallowed up the view and Cloverpaw looked ahead, ready to face what ever Starclan had in store for her today.
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Skills: Very good at fighting
Scars: No
Other: No
