Post by [t]Wilted Ros[e] on Mar 15, 2008 10:07:31 GMT -6
Name: Leafpaw
Gender: She-cat
Age: 9 moons.
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: HillClan, previously TreeClan.
Picture:
Physical Description: As you can see, Leafpaw is a tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow/green eyes. She is smaller than her sister, Petalpaw, but will still probably grow to be taller than her brother, Beestripe. Her fur is mostly black, but has that special tortoiseshell mix in it, and white front paws and chest. The tip of her tail is also white.
Personality: At first glance, Leafpaw seems a timid pretty thing, but once you talk to her you see quite different. She is bold enough to express her opinion in any form possible, and she strives to be the best warrior she can be. She has no time to look for the one she loves, as she's busy trying to prove to her new Clan she's loyal. Her first thought when she sees someone hurt is, "Who the heck did this and what would be the fastest way to break their legs?"
History: Though in HillClan now, Leafpaw was born in TreeClan, where her sister Petalpaw is right now, as well as her older brother (not littermate) Beestripe. She left her home because she was unhappy in forest-y territory, and preferred the terrain of HillClan, so she moved in there and begged the leader to join (about two moons ago). However, now that Lichenstar is dead, she doesn't know what Gingerstar will do about her warrior ceremony, which is supposed to be coming up. (I want it delay'd. No questions asked.)
In Character (IC): "Nn? Featherpaw?" Leafpaw got to her feet and looked at the crying apprentice in front of her.
The silver she-cat turned in surprise to see the tortoiseshell there, but nodded.
The first she-apprentice brushed against the other feline in an affectionate manner, asking, "What's wrong?" Feathrpaw had been nice to her when she first arrived in HillClan after she deserted TreeClan. They had been fast friends--and still had yet to fight.
"You didn't hear?" mumbled Featherpaw with sad eyes. "It's Lichenstar...He's..He's..."
She didn't have to finish her sentence. Leapaw knew what the renewed sobs implied.
Lichenstar was dead.
And, stupidly, the only thought in her head was, What'll happen next moon?
Other: Like I said, Leafpaw isn't interested in having a mate. At least, not at this moment. Maybe if she finds someone who stands out and is interesting. =D
Gender: She-cat
Age: 9 moons.
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: HillClan, previously TreeClan.
Picture:
Physical Description: As you can see, Leafpaw is a tortoiseshell she-cat with yellow/green eyes. She is smaller than her sister, Petalpaw, but will still probably grow to be taller than her brother, Beestripe. Her fur is mostly black, but has that special tortoiseshell mix in it, and white front paws and chest. The tip of her tail is also white.
Personality: At first glance, Leafpaw seems a timid pretty thing, but once you talk to her you see quite different. She is bold enough to express her opinion in any form possible, and she strives to be the best warrior she can be. She has no time to look for the one she loves, as she's busy trying to prove to her new Clan she's loyal. Her first thought when she sees someone hurt is, "Who the heck did this and what would be the fastest way to break their legs?"
History: Though in HillClan now, Leafpaw was born in TreeClan, where her sister Petalpaw is right now, as well as her older brother (not littermate) Beestripe. She left her home because she was unhappy in forest-y territory, and preferred the terrain of HillClan, so she moved in there and begged the leader to join (about two moons ago). However, now that Lichenstar is dead, she doesn't know what Gingerstar will do about her warrior ceremony, which is supposed to be coming up. (I want it delay'd. No questions asked.)
In Character (IC): "Nn? Featherpaw?" Leafpaw got to her feet and looked at the crying apprentice in front of her.
The silver she-cat turned in surprise to see the tortoiseshell there, but nodded.
The first she-apprentice brushed against the other feline in an affectionate manner, asking, "What's wrong?" Feathrpaw had been nice to her when she first arrived in HillClan after she deserted TreeClan. They had been fast friends--and still had yet to fight.
"You didn't hear?" mumbled Featherpaw with sad eyes. "It's Lichenstar...He's..He's..."
She didn't have to finish her sentence. Leapaw knew what the renewed sobs implied.
Lichenstar was dead.
And, stupidly, the only thought in her head was, What'll happen next moon?
Other: Like I said, Leafpaw isn't interested in having a mate. At least, not at this moment. Maybe if she finds someone who stands out and is interesting. =D