Post by renegade on Mar 19, 2010 8:18:36 GMT -5
Name Lemonpaw
Name explanation: Lemon-Yellow eyes paw-apprentice suffix
Gender: Female
Age: 6 moons old
Clan: Riverclan
Rank: Apprentice
Personality:
Shy
She keeps to herself a lot. She won't approach others she waits for others to approach her. She makes small talk, asking how a cat's day was or how they are doing but wont sit around and have a full conversation. However if she makes small talk enough to befriend a cat she will probably be more willing to have a conversation. Some thinks she is mute.
involuntary man slaughter
A gruesome term in deed. Even though she is shy she does love adventures. She will put herself in danger almost daily. Fighting off a snake swiming in strong rapids. Anyone who spends any time with her should be prepared to get injured, and also be ready to dive into a pit of spikes.
Description:
Lemonpaw is a white she-cat with bright yellow eyes
She is small in stature and more than likely wont grow much more. Perhaps to the size of a smaller female warrior. She isn't all that strong and not all that fast, however she just began her training so that could be it as well.
Lemonpaw is pure white. Her fur is medium length so she keeps moderately cool in the summer and moderately warm in the winter. She prefers that length better than short or long. Her whiskers are short and silver. Her nose a pale pink with a small black dot in the middle. She has small thin tabby black stripes and her eyes are a bright appealing yellow.
History:
Lemonpaw isn't old enough to have much of a history. However she has had a few dangerous adventures. She was born in a family of four. Meaning she had one other sibling however the tom was born a stillborn. Since she had yet to open her eyes she grew up thinking she was an only child. It wasn't until she was made an apprentice when her mother stillbrook told her she had a brother whose name was wolfkit. Stillbrook told her nothing about her father so she assumed she didn't have one. Or perhaps he was dead or a rogue. Maybe she will meet him one day. Who knows.
IC example:
The wind pushed the reeds so they swayed from side to side. It wasn't gusts or zephyrs but a light breeze that was relaxing and carried the scent of fish to Riverclans territory. The sky was gray, but not the king of gray that meant it would drop rain any moment, but the gray that was not gloomy but calm. It was a time of peace for the clans. It was to good to be true and Sageflame knew it would not last long but you could only hope.
Most days she was going on one of her fantasy adventers looking for something perhaps did not exist. However this was not how it was today. Today her teeth dug into the scales of a trout, and her claws slashed at the tail of a minnow. Her terrible hunting skills had to be used today. For some odd reason the prey stock was very low. It didn't make much sense to her but she was only doing what Rookstar had told her to do. Bring back prey. Mission complete, she had a minnow and a trout. She knew other cats were out and about so her small share shouldn't greatly effect her clans hunger, however she wasn't sure if she wanted to risk that.
She dug up a small hole placing her proudly caughten fish inside. She licked her muzzle getting a feel for that salty taste and knew at once that she was hungry. She could feel the deep rumble begining to form in her stomache. She could see her reflection in the water. Small fish began to dart around. Her hunger overwhelmed her. with a quick flash she pulled out a fish and caught it neatly in her jaws. After a few moments two more small fish lay silently on the groud."One more..." She whispered. After a few moments she had another, however when she was done nothing was left of it. She looked around and pushed the remains back into the water. She knew that if she was caught she would be punished. IT wasn't a formal patrol was it? It was just her. Could she actually get in trouble? She picked up her prize and made her way back to camp. This would be her secret...