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Name: Bumblekit Bumblepaw Bumbleshade
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom-cat
Clan: LightningClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Bumblepaw has light blue eyes that are like chips of ice. This makes him appear constantly disapproving, though his eyes are not a true likeness of his personality. He has a short pelt befitting his need for speed and running across open land. Another physical feature of Bumblepaw that reflects this are his long legs, that are black aside from one white sock on his rear right paw. His muzzle is white apart from parts of his nose. He has a white underbelly, but the rest of his pelt is jet black, aside from small flecks of white that wisp across the top of his head and around his ears. He is a lithe, skinny cat.
Description Summary: A long-legged skinny black and white tom with light blue eyes.
Personality:
Positive Traits
Thirsty for knowledge: Bumblepaw wants to know everything. He is a great believer in the term 'knowledge is power'. What he lacks in fighting ability, he gains ten-fold in his intelligence and his eagerness to learn. For example, when hunting, as well as obviously catching the prey, he tries to understand what makes the different types of prey different - like Rabbits living in warrens, mice having a great sense of hearing and other things along those lines.
Calm: Nothing really bothers Bumblepaw too much. Like every other cat, he has a temper, but it takes an incredibly long time of sustained annoyance for it to show itself. He prefers to talk his problems out, using fighting only as a last resort, and even then will try his hardest to negotiate his way out of it.
Respectful: Bumblepaw is a great believer in the chain of command. From the smallest kit to the leader, every cat has their place in the clan and that place is of high importance to him.
Neutral Traits
Organised: Everything has a place for bumblepaw. His nest in the apprentice's den is meticulously arranged, and if another cat accidentally moves something with their paws while they're asleep, Bumblepaw will take the time to make sure everything is just right before carrying on with his morning. This comes in particularly helpful while carrying out his duties, such as providing for the kits, queens and elders with food before himself.
Negative Traits
Per (purr?) fectionist: Everything that Bumblepaw does, has to be done perfectly. If it isn't, Bumblepaw will do it over and over until he feels it is. This could take a good portion of the day.
Clumsy: Bumblepaw hasn't grown into his own paws yet. He spends most of his time on his paws trying very hard not to end up in the dirt.
Gullible: Bumblepaw will take anything that he is told at value. Sometimes this can lead to humiliation for him, especially when he is told something that is a blatant lie.
History:
[[[Family Ties]]]
Wildcall - Father
Larkpaw - Half-Sister
Russetfall - Grandfather
Firestar - Grandmother
Wildstripe - Great-uncle
Wildcall, the LightningClan cat, son of Russetfall and Firestar, had a period in his life where he sired a few litters of kits without the majority of the clan knowing. In Bumblepaw's case, Wildcall sired his litter with Ivypelt, the LightningClan queen. Ivypelt, for her part, never revealed to the majority of the Clan who Bumblepaw's father was, only to those who needed to know. Except, for some reason, Firestar, the Clan leader. She has a grandson she has no idea exists. However, when greencough hit the clans, his mother contracted it, and despite the best efforts of every cat involved, she passed away. Her loss has affected Bumblepaw greatly. He's much more careful in himself now, and if he sees any other cat getting sick he is always the one volunteering to fetch Kindleflare. During his kithood he spent a lot of time in the medicine cat's den, due to being a sickly kit, but he healed. Bumblepaw knows who his father is, but is scared to approach him about it, incase he is rejected by him. Bumblepaw was named for his clumsiness as a kit, not his colour.
RP Example: Bumblepaw woke up one morning full of purpose and a need for action. He didn't know what to be more impressed by - the fact he awoke to the sounds of the dawn patrol coming back (which he never usually managed to do, being a heavy sleeper) or the pretty colours of the skies above the camp as they moved overhead. I think I'll go and learn about the different types of prey today. If I'm going to eat it, I want to know what it is so I can give thanks to StarClan for the life they have provided me. He wandered over to the fresh kill pile, which was once again swelling due to the fortunes of the hunting patrol sent to fill it. Whilst over there, he saw Palescreech, the tabby queen, stooping to pick up a rabbit. Not wanting to interrupt her meal but desperate to learn, he stopped her with his tail, asking "Palescreech, what makes a rabbit better than any other source of prey?". He wasn't trying to be nosy or annoying, but he was desperately interested in learning what he was meant to be eating, but more importantly why he was meant to be eating it.
thought text "Speech"
Other: He's a good cat. Fingers (and paws) crossed for acceptance.
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom-cat
Clan: LightningClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Bumblepaw has light blue eyes that are like chips of ice. This makes him appear constantly disapproving, though his eyes are not a true likeness of his personality. He has a short pelt befitting his need for speed and running across open land. Another physical feature of Bumblepaw that reflects this are his long legs, that are black aside from one white sock on his rear right paw. His muzzle is white apart from parts of his nose. He has a white underbelly, but the rest of his pelt is jet black, aside from small flecks of white that wisp across the top of his head and around his ears. He is a lithe, skinny cat.
Description Summary: A long-legged skinny black and white tom with light blue eyes.
Personality:
Positive Traits
Thirsty for knowledge: Bumblepaw wants to know everything. He is a great believer in the term 'knowledge is power'. What he lacks in fighting ability, he gains ten-fold in his intelligence and his eagerness to learn. For example, when hunting, as well as obviously catching the prey, he tries to understand what makes the different types of prey different - like Rabbits living in warrens, mice having a great sense of hearing and other things along those lines.
Calm: Nothing really bothers Bumblepaw too much. Like every other cat, he has a temper, but it takes an incredibly long time of sustained annoyance for it to show itself. He prefers to talk his problems out, using fighting only as a last resort, and even then will try his hardest to negotiate his way out of it.
Respectful: Bumblepaw is a great believer in the chain of command. From the smallest kit to the leader, every cat has their place in the clan and that place is of high importance to him.
Neutral Traits
Organised: Everything has a place for bumblepaw. His nest in the apprentice's den is meticulously arranged, and if another cat accidentally moves something with their paws while they're asleep, Bumblepaw will take the time to make sure everything is just right before carrying on with his morning. This comes in particularly helpful while carrying out his duties, such as providing for the kits, queens and elders with food before himself.
Negative Traits
Per (purr?) fectionist: Everything that Bumblepaw does, has to be done perfectly. If it isn't, Bumblepaw will do it over and over until he feels it is. This could take a good portion of the day.
Clumsy: Bumblepaw hasn't grown into his own paws yet. He spends most of his time on his paws trying very hard not to end up in the dirt.
Gullible: Bumblepaw will take anything that he is told at value. Sometimes this can lead to humiliation for him, especially when he is told something that is a blatant lie.
History:
[[[Family Ties]]]
Wildcall - Father
Larkpaw - Half-Sister
Russetfall - Grandfather
Firestar - Grandmother
Wildstripe - Great-uncle
Wildcall, the LightningClan cat, son of Russetfall and Firestar, had a period in his life where he sired a few litters of kits without the majority of the clan knowing. In Bumblepaw's case, Wildcall sired his litter with Ivypelt, the LightningClan queen. Ivypelt, for her part, never revealed to the majority of the Clan who Bumblepaw's father was, only to those who needed to know. Except, for some reason, Firestar, the Clan leader. She has a grandson she has no idea exists. However, when greencough hit the clans, his mother contracted it, and despite the best efforts of every cat involved, she passed away. Her loss has affected Bumblepaw greatly. He's much more careful in himself now, and if he sees any other cat getting sick he is always the one volunteering to fetch Kindleflare. During his kithood he spent a lot of time in the medicine cat's den, due to being a sickly kit, but he healed. Bumblepaw knows who his father is, but is scared to approach him about it, incase he is rejected by him. Bumblepaw was named for his clumsiness as a kit, not his colour.
RP Example: Bumblepaw woke up one morning full of purpose and a need for action. He didn't know what to be more impressed by - the fact he awoke to the sounds of the dawn patrol coming back (which he never usually managed to do, being a heavy sleeper) or the pretty colours of the skies above the camp as they moved overhead. I think I'll go and learn about the different types of prey today. If I'm going to eat it, I want to know what it is so I can give thanks to StarClan for the life they have provided me. He wandered over to the fresh kill pile, which was once again swelling due to the fortunes of the hunting patrol sent to fill it. Whilst over there, he saw Palescreech, the tabby queen, stooping to pick up a rabbit. Not wanting to interrupt her meal but desperate to learn, he stopped her with his tail, asking "Palescreech, what makes a rabbit better than any other source of prey?". He wasn't trying to be nosy or annoying, but he was desperately interested in learning what he was meant to be eating, but more importantly why he was meant to be eating it.
thought text "Speech"
Other: He's a good cat. Fingers (and paws) crossed for acceptance.