Post by Fallen Cloudz on Dec 1, 2007 21:26:04 GMT -5
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Cloudedpaw is one of the more ignored apprentices. Though her pelt is snowy white and her smoky blue eyes are different than most cats, no one ever seems to notice her. Speaking of, her fur is at medium length and silky. The white coat guards her gorgeous, slender frame. Her head is seemly shaped, normal really. Her ears, perched sharply on her head, are built to ear as much as her legs are built for speed. Her velvet nose is a gentle, soft pink with the translucent, ivory whiskers fanning gracefully from them. Her eyes, though smoky blue, are more complex than the normal cats. Bits and pieces are lighter blue than the others, and her emotions can be seen through the doors of them. Her left eye, in fact, is blind. Strong and steady, with a hard glare she could see into your soul as others see through her. Her legs are the perfect height for her body, sending her gliding perfectly across the bounding area on which she runs. Her tail, perfectly groomed, helps her run the distance of life without tripping. She may be slightly normal looking for a cat, but her personality makes up for it.
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Cloudedpaw
Moons: 6
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Rank: Apprentice
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[/i]Moons: 6
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None.Gender: She-Cat
Rank: Apprentice
Description:
Standing in front of you, will you just notice me?
Cloudedpaw is one of the more ignored apprentices. Though her pelt is snowy white and her smoky blue eyes are different than most cats, no one ever seems to notice her. Speaking of, her fur is at medium length and silky. The white coat guards her gorgeous, slender frame. Her head is seemly shaped, normal really. Her ears, perched sharply on her head, are built to ear as much as her legs are built for speed. Her velvet nose is a gentle, soft pink with the translucent, ivory whiskers fanning gracefully from them. Her eyes, though smoky blue, are more complex than the normal cats. Bits and pieces are lighter blue than the others, and her emotions can be seen through the doors of them. Her left eye, in fact, is blind. Strong and steady, with a hard glare she could see into your soul as others see through her. Her legs are the perfect height for her body, sending her gliding perfectly across the bounding area on which she runs. Her tail, perfectly groomed, helps her run the distance of life without tripping. She may be slightly normal looking for a cat, but her personality makes up for it.
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The thoughts of this cat are different than others, how she sees the world, and how she sees the after life. To her, StarClan is what twolegs would call “Heaven”. She believes they have a leader she calls Father [Aka God] and that they merely follow him in the perfection. She also believes the Dark Forest, the place where evil cats go, is ruled by an evil leader she calls “The Deceiver” [Aka The devil] who wants to destroy the clans and lead them into temptation against the Father. That is her after life thoughts, her world as of now is exactly as she wants it to be. The one major thing she hates is wars. Battling, fighting, it all seems useless to her. Why be enemies when we can be friends? Sure, if someone was attacking her she’d claw their fur off, but she’d regret it later. On the subject of fighting, she is happy she finally has a mentor. And she's lucky enough to be a medicine cat apprentice, too! She wants to learn how to take care of her clan. She could run until her heart was content. Her two favorite seasons are New-leaf and Green-leaf. The camp is usually relaxed then, not all worried about what’s going on.History:
One thing is she is a bit claustrophobic; she doesn’t like cats touching her much. When she was a young kit suckling she’d often scoot away from her siblings and when she was done she’d make sure her head was as far away from her family as it could be without being uncomfortable. She also has a bit of anger management issues. She doesn’t like to be toyed with, and hates being left alone. Her view on her clan mates is as any cats’ would be. The leader is to be respected, as well the deputy and the medicine cat knows best. The elders nag too much, but they are bearable. Cloudedpaw wants to learn all she can and one day become the best she can be.
A strong, proud warrior, Prideheart, meets a calm and carefree warrior queen, Icethorn. They fall in love, and soon Icethorn is expecting kits. Sunkit, Rainkit, and Cloudedkit, she calls them. And their lives begin…Role Playing Example:
One day, Sunkit slipped out of camp, and got in big trouble. Prideheart, whom Cloudedkit got her anger management issues, became enraged. Icethorn tried to stop him, but the tom ended up killing both Sunkit and the queen. Rainkit and Cloudedkit, both being there at the time, were shocked. Rainkit ran off, and her body was found a few days later. Prideheart realized what he had done too late; and he was exiled.
Cloudedkit received an elderly foster mother, who died quickly. Cloudedkit had never been close to the foster mother, so it didn't effect her as much. A moon later, her father's body was found in the territory, and the medicine cat identified the death as suicide -- not murder. Cloudedkit was distraught; realizing she had no one now. She became Cloudedpaw another moon later, and was welcomed as an apprentice.
State the obvious, I didn’t get my perfect fantasy.Codeword: Kai[/center][/size]
Wind scattered over the grass, whisking loose pebbles. Clouds loomed overhead, their silhouettes scattered across the ground. Leaves wavered slowly through the air, creating whispers. The heat blazed the earth, and the humid winds blasted through the nature. The green-leaf was already unforgiving, and anyone could tell it would only get worse.
A white pelt moved through the grass, the sun burning the earth she attempted to walk upon, causing her pads to ache slightly. She lifted her head, staring towards the clouds, one covering half of the sun, but no more. The she-cat’s eyes flickered around the area, and she tried to scent anything she could catch. Cloudedpaw moved silently, then stood still. The apprentice listened, hearing a low rustle near one of the oak trees. She crouched, watching her paws as she moved slowly. A flash of brown flickered through the green, and Cloudedpaw pounced. Her slim weight didn’t kill the mouse immediately, so she bit into its neck.
Her ear twitched with pride as the prey died, and she picked it up carefully, and carried it away.
[I'm usually better, I just suck at Bio Roleplay examples.]
