Post by ._$p!d3r_. on Nov 9, 2008 16:33:35 GMT -5
Name: Crimsonpaw
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: SnowClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description:
Crimsonpaw is a tall cat with skinny legs and a skinny body. He isn't very strong, but he is pretty agile. He has quite long hair and a thick tail. Crimsonpaw's pelt colour is anything from a dark brown, to a light gray colour. The colour of his eyes are that of a orange leaf in fall. There is a white stripe of very soft baby fur that runs from his chin all the way to his tail.
Personality:
At the most, he is a calm and submissive apprentice. Generally he is nice and respectful, but like most apprentices, he is very nosey and can be a smart mouth. When he is training, he listens intently, but catches every delay in his mentors voice. Usually when he hunts he gets so hyped that he jumps to soon which quite oftenly results losing the prey and gets a cuff on the ear and a scold. He is otherwise, a fast learner.
When it comes to Gatherings, he is very, very shy around the cats. He usually stays close to his friends among his clan but, tries to be welcoming to other cats who come to talk to him. In fights, he fights bravely, but, would prefer to not be fighting.
History:
When Crimsonpaw was born, the med cat thought he wouldn't survive because of his small size. But after 2 nights in the medicine cat's den, everything looked brighter. On his third night, he was back with his mother in the nursery. For the next week or so, his mother kept him close, because of his size and, the fact that he was her only kit. After another few days of constant watch and scolds from his mother, his mother finally let go a little and let him play with other kits.
A little while after, Crimsonpaw got in a squabble with an apprentice and came out on top with nothing more than a small scratch that soon faded. Among the some of the cats that had observed the fight, was the leader and she was very impressed. Even though he was only 5 moons old, the leader wanted to make him an apprentice. But, his mother refused and told her to wait. When his apprenticing night came along, the cats thought he was unnaturally calm. His mother on the other hand, was more excited and nervous than him.
Upon receiving his name, he was bursting with anticipation to start training. His mentor, started by teaching him how to hunt. Needless to say, it was disastorous. HIs mentor scolded him harshly, but after hardwork, he got the hang of it. Well sorta. His mentor would tell him to calm down while hunting, but Crimsonpaw never simmered down while hunting. To his luck though, his fighting skills made up for his lack in being able to hunt.
Role play example:
Blah...see other bios.
Other: His parents are Heroncall and Greymuzzles. both deceased...
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Alliance: SnowClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description:
Crimsonpaw is a tall cat with skinny legs and a skinny body. He isn't very strong, but he is pretty agile. He has quite long hair and a thick tail. Crimsonpaw's pelt colour is anything from a dark brown, to a light gray colour. The colour of his eyes are that of a orange leaf in fall. There is a white stripe of very soft baby fur that runs from his chin all the way to his tail.
Personality:
At the most, he is a calm and submissive apprentice. Generally he is nice and respectful, but like most apprentices, he is very nosey and can be a smart mouth. When he is training, he listens intently, but catches every delay in his mentors voice. Usually when he hunts he gets so hyped that he jumps to soon which quite oftenly results losing the prey and gets a cuff on the ear and a scold. He is otherwise, a fast learner.
When it comes to Gatherings, he is very, very shy around the cats. He usually stays close to his friends among his clan but, tries to be welcoming to other cats who come to talk to him. In fights, he fights bravely, but, would prefer to not be fighting.
History:
When Crimsonpaw was born, the med cat thought he wouldn't survive because of his small size. But after 2 nights in the medicine cat's den, everything looked brighter. On his third night, he was back with his mother in the nursery. For the next week or so, his mother kept him close, because of his size and, the fact that he was her only kit. After another few days of constant watch and scolds from his mother, his mother finally let go a little and let him play with other kits.
A little while after, Crimsonpaw got in a squabble with an apprentice and came out on top with nothing more than a small scratch that soon faded. Among the some of the cats that had observed the fight, was the leader and she was very impressed. Even though he was only 5 moons old, the leader wanted to make him an apprentice. But, his mother refused and told her to wait. When his apprenticing night came along, the cats thought he was unnaturally calm. His mother on the other hand, was more excited and nervous than him.
Upon receiving his name, he was bursting with anticipation to start training. His mentor, started by teaching him how to hunt. Needless to say, it was disastorous. HIs mentor scolded him harshly, but after hardwork, he got the hang of it. Well sorta. His mentor would tell him to calm down while hunting, but Crimsonpaw never simmered down while hunting. To his luck though, his fighting skills made up for his lack in being able to hunt.
Role play example:
Blah...see other bios.
Other: His parents are Heroncall and Greymuzzles. both deceased...