Post by Wildpaw on Feb 17, 2019 18:33:18 GMT -5
Name: Wildpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Role: apprentice
Allegiance description: Grey-brown she with forest green eyes(occasionally changes to hazel) and storm-grey and dark-brown paws.
Detailed description: A bulky she-cat with a coat that is medium-grey mixed with an earthy brown. Her fur is slightly curled. Her eyes are a forest-green color. Her paws are storm-grey mixed with mud-brown. A small portion of the top of her ears are black. Her nose is slightly dappled with dimlight grey flecks. There is a giant gash from an incident when she was a kit. Her canine teeth are a little longer than a normal cat's teeth and was born with dwarfism.
Personality: Positive parts- Helpful, loyal, brave, selfless, kind(sometimes).
Negative parts- Easily offended(when someone talks about her height), occasionally smart-mouthed, anxious, smiling through her pain.
Neutral parts- determined, quick to decide.
Roleplay sample: Wildpaw walked into camp, carrying some moss. She placed it down and began looking for thorns. Eventually, she plucked a thorn out of the moss. "Thought I wouldn't see ya, didn't you?" she said, looking at the thorn. She searched and plucked till there were no thorns left. She took some moss off to the warriors den and began making the nests. When she got done, she walked into the forest and sat on a log. A loner walked up to her. "Hey shortstack," the loner said. "How did you get up there? you know, because you so SHORT?" he asked, laughing stupidly. Wildpaw glared at the loner with anger in her eyes. "I got up here because I'm strong." she said. The loner smirked. "Whatever you say," he said. Wildpaw glared. "I could show you just how strong I am," she retorted. "But no battles need to be fought." Wildpaw glared, walking back to camp.
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Role: apprentice
Allegiance description: Grey-brown she with forest green eyes(occasionally changes to hazel) and storm-grey and dark-brown paws.
Detailed description: A bulky she-cat with a coat that is medium-grey mixed with an earthy brown. Her fur is slightly curled. Her eyes are a forest-green color. Her paws are storm-grey mixed with mud-brown. A small portion of the top of her ears are black. Her nose is slightly dappled with dimlight grey flecks. There is a giant gash from an incident when she was a kit. Her canine teeth are a little longer than a normal cat's teeth and was born with dwarfism.
Personality: Positive parts- Helpful, loyal, brave, selfless, kind(sometimes).
Negative parts- Easily offended(when someone talks about her height), occasionally smart-mouthed, anxious, smiling through her pain.
Neutral parts- determined, quick to decide.
Roleplay sample: Wildpaw walked into camp, carrying some moss. She placed it down and began looking for thorns. Eventually, she plucked a thorn out of the moss. "Thought I wouldn't see ya, didn't you?" she said, looking at the thorn. She searched and plucked till there were no thorns left. She took some moss off to the warriors den and began making the nests. When she got done, she walked into the forest and sat on a log. A loner walked up to her. "Hey shortstack," the loner said. "How did you get up there? you know, because you so SHORT?" he asked, laughing stupidly. Wildpaw glared at the loner with anger in her eyes. "I got up here because I'm strong." she said. The loner smirked. "Whatever you say," he said. Wildpaw glared. "I could show you just how strong I am," she retorted. "But no battles need to be fought." Wildpaw glared, walking back to camp.
