ThornPAW

[Regal]

Name Thornpaw
Name explination:Thorn-Sharp eye sight, fur color. Paw- Apprentice suffix
Gender: Female
Age: 9 moons
Clan: Thunder
Rank: apprentice
Personality:
Bravery
She has done and gone through so many things that many cats shouldn't have to go through. She has been to hell and back yet she is very well still here. She has held on to the little things that matter to her like life and family. That has pulled her through the hardest conditions. Love, war, and expeditions.

Loving
She is a caring person even though she may not look like it on the outside. She has cared about each and every cat in her clan. She will do anything to protect her family even though she may not have liked what they have done to everyone but that means nothing to her. Family is Family and She love them no matter what.
Description:
Thornpaw has pitch black fur and sharp blue eyes. Her legs are long and her body slim, making her an attractive cat. She has light muscles, thought she is still strong. Her tail is long and helps her to keep her balance when she makes sharp turns.

Those icy blue depths stuck out like a lantern against the darkness of his face. And the presence of that odd patch of green in his left mismatched them. Those eyes always held a degree of cruelty and confidence, it was only the levels of it that depended on her mood

History:
There is not much to say about Thornpaw since she was just recently apprenticed. She has not wondered to farm from camp to get into to much trouble. Meaning that she stays innocent, or at least plays innocent most of the time. She can be roudy at times meaning she will start fights within in her clan.

The most recent event of her causing trouble would be when she used her looks to her advantage. She is no Mary sue, she isn't perfect, her eyes are almost slit like and not very proportioned right. They are also fairly close together, but that doesn't stop the tom cats. She believes she got two toms to fall for her. Toadpaw and Nightpaw. Both toadpaw and Nightpaw fought over her. She ended up choosing neither of them. They are no longer friends with her.

Thornpaw was born and raised in Thunderclan. Her mother's name is Larkwing and her father's name is Smokefur. She had one other sibling and her name is Sorrelpaw. They both train together. Thornpaw admits that Sorrelpaw is much more beautiful and more kind. She will surely find a mate soon. Thornpaw is indeed jealous of her sister.
IC example:
Who am I? I am this reflection in the mirror. I don't just see Mousekit. No. That is not me. I see a young beautiful she-cat on one side who is quiet,sensible and likable. A pampered she-cat. On the other side someone with ambitions, dark intentions....

No mercy, no remorse. Which one was her? As she looked on she couldn't decide. She was one she-cat, yet at other moments she was another? She was always called a sparkling angel. However on other days, dark intentions over flowed her. She didn't even know the meaning of darkness yet. She shivered. Watching on from afar. Why was she like this. This wasn't something she wished upon from Starclan. Was she deceived? This was a curse. Something that she didn't like. An outcast in her own body. She was no Sparkling angel. She was an outcast.

Mommy.....Daddy.... The world had failed me. It doesn't give a reason why. You could have chosen a different path. How could she choose a different path? What options did she really have? Two lies in one body. She would have to live with this forever...

She angered herself as she got to thinking about her two sides. She didn't chose to be like this. She had no control over when a different personality would appear. She growled. Splashing her reflection. Today,the rambunctious she-kit who would be an amazing warrior. She sheathed and unsheathed her claws. Her brown amber eyes filling with power as her thoughts grew. She felt a surge grow through her. For her small size she let out a large roar. Although it was high pitched and squeaky, that didn't matter. She would be big and strong one day. She smiled. That would be the same smile she would have on her face she sunk her claws into another cat in battle. The kind of smile that one who was crazy would have..."Amen Starclan. I thank you for my power"

Her eyes looked up at her mother, then to her father. How? How does she pick to impress just one. She let out a distressing hiss of annoyance. "Mommy I want to be just like you.Kind and good." She saw her mothers eyes sparkle and with that, the queen walked off. However, it wasn't long before her father had something to say.


"A warrior, is not one who is soft hearted. Don't let your emotions get into the way of you getting strong. Your mother speaks nonsense. You will live the way I want you to live.Mousekit. Think of where you can go in life with the power you will have if you listen to me."


Mousekit did not want to pick just one. "Mommy...Daddy...Please don't make me choose." She cried herself to sleep that night. She just wanted to be the she-cat she wanted to be.

Hop. Skip. Bounce. Who was she today? Hop. Skip. Bounce. A sensible she-kit with dreams. Dreams to lead a clan. Dreams to be like her mother. When ever she saw her young mother. She would do something impressive. Kind. To show her how much she cared. The only sad part was, that it was an act. She would need a round of applause soon.

"My Angel...." The she-cat rubbed against her daughter whispering into her ear. She pulled back and smiled. She licked the she-kit between the ears."You are perfection, my sparkling angel...." She smiled. Thats what hurt so much...

That smile tore Mousekit apart. It was a promise broken that made her realize that this just a lie. Soon they would reach the end of her story.

Who am I? I am this reflection in the mirror. I don't just see Mousekit. No. That is not me. I see a young beautiful she-cat on one side who is quiet,sensible and likable. A pampered she-cat. On the other side someone with ambitions, dark intentions.... Let me take a bow