Post by Taxx on Dec 1, 2018 12:15:03 GMT -5
Name: Palepaw
Age: 9 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: StoneClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Palepaw is a bit on the small side, for now, but her youth and her lanky body promises growth. It’s certain that she’ll outgrow her mother, and while she won’t be impressive by any means, she’ll reach an acceptable size before she’s reached warrior status. Her fur, soft and thick like Mistcloud’s, is covered in ginger and white patches- the shades inherited from her father, as are her eyes with their amber color. She’s a pretty young cat, and she’s well aware of it, displaying a marked vanity toward keeping her fur clean leads to lengthy grooming sessions whenever she’s not doing chores or training.
Description Summary: Ginger-and-white she-cat with amber eyes
Personality: The energy she showed in the past is slowly returning; the shock of losing her brother, and then her grandfather and aunt, made her jumpy for some time, and she’s just now starting to relax under the constant assurances that no fox has been scented within the territory for some time. She’s still more likely, now, to jump at shadows and think things through before acting, and she’ll never lose her fear of the creatures that attacked her and her family. But time is helping her recover- as well as another thing she’s not told any cat yet.
She can be quite competitive at times, pushing herself to win no matter what it takes; she wants to be the best. To hear her family praise her, to know she’s not disappointing them. Closer than ever to Mistcloud and Rowanstripe, she’s fond of all her family. She looks up to Smokestorm as the Clan’s deputy and hopes one day she can follow in her aunt’s paw steps to become just as important.
She's easy to get along with, when she's in a sociable mood; she's usually quite the talkative cat and enjoys chatting and joking with denmates; the last moon, she's begun to rekindle the friendships she had before.
History: Palekit is the firstborn, and the first daughter, of Mistcloud and Rowanstripe. Her brother, Ashkit, was quick to follow, and the two have always been close, playing together often, only including others if prompted. The fox attack on the nursery was terrifying for them both, huddled in a corner and watching past the protective form of their mother while warriors beat back the fox and saved Beetlekit’s life. Not until later, and then only by accident, did they learn the full extent of his injuries.
Palekit was sympathetic without really knowing what it meant to lose a paw, sympathetic to the pain the family was going through, and glad that Beetlekit hadn’t died. Before he was recovered, though, they were made apprentices alongside Cicadapaw and Minkpaw. Beetlepaw joined them a short time later, much to Palepaw’s delight- if not Ashpaw’s. While never outright mean, her brother had the tactless habit of making snide comments whenever he thought Beetlepaw wasn’t around.
Barely a moon after their training started, Ashpaw died at the fangs of a fox, and his body was taken by them. Present during the attack, Palepaw was kept up a tree by another fox as the first killed her brother, unable to help as he was dragged off- the warriors arriving too late to rescue him.
Palepaw spent some time in the medicine cat’s den, treated for shock and struggling to deal with the guilt and grief at the loss, at the thought that it was her fault Ashpaw was dead. She’d hid up a tree while he was mauled, hadn’t even tried to help… nightmares about it were common, her dreams seeming to completely fix on the attack and tormenting her with hearing her brother’s screams night after night.
Her first Gathering should have been an exciting one, but she hadn’t been looking forward to it, and it only got worse when those foxes attacked, and two more lives were taken from StoneClan. They had something to mourn over, this time, and Palepaw spent the vigil tucked close to Mistcloud, her nose pressed to Dawnblossom’s flank.
In the time since, life's returned to normal, and her training has begun once more.
Other: Has auditory hallucinations in the form of Ashpaw’s voice
Age: 9 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: StoneClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: Palepaw is a bit on the small side, for now, but her youth and her lanky body promises growth. It’s certain that she’ll outgrow her mother, and while she won’t be impressive by any means, she’ll reach an acceptable size before she’s reached warrior status. Her fur, soft and thick like Mistcloud’s, is covered in ginger and white patches- the shades inherited from her father, as are her eyes with their amber color. She’s a pretty young cat, and she’s well aware of it, displaying a marked vanity toward keeping her fur clean leads to lengthy grooming sessions whenever she’s not doing chores or training.
Description Summary: Ginger-and-white she-cat with amber eyes
Personality: The energy she showed in the past is slowly returning; the shock of losing her brother, and then her grandfather and aunt, made her jumpy for some time, and she’s just now starting to relax under the constant assurances that no fox has been scented within the territory for some time. She’s still more likely, now, to jump at shadows and think things through before acting, and she’ll never lose her fear of the creatures that attacked her and her family. But time is helping her recover- as well as another thing she’s not told any cat yet.
She can be quite competitive at times, pushing herself to win no matter what it takes; she wants to be the best. To hear her family praise her, to know she’s not disappointing them. Closer than ever to Mistcloud and Rowanstripe, she’s fond of all her family. She looks up to Smokestorm as the Clan’s deputy and hopes one day she can follow in her aunt’s paw steps to become just as important.
She's easy to get along with, when she's in a sociable mood; she's usually quite the talkative cat and enjoys chatting and joking with denmates; the last moon, she's begun to rekindle the friendships she had before.
History: Palekit is the firstborn, and the first daughter, of Mistcloud and Rowanstripe. Her brother, Ashkit, was quick to follow, and the two have always been close, playing together often, only including others if prompted. The fox attack on the nursery was terrifying for them both, huddled in a corner and watching past the protective form of their mother while warriors beat back the fox and saved Beetlekit’s life. Not until later, and then only by accident, did they learn the full extent of his injuries.
Palekit was sympathetic without really knowing what it meant to lose a paw, sympathetic to the pain the family was going through, and glad that Beetlekit hadn’t died. Before he was recovered, though, they were made apprentices alongside Cicadapaw and Minkpaw. Beetlepaw joined them a short time later, much to Palepaw’s delight- if not Ashpaw’s. While never outright mean, her brother had the tactless habit of making snide comments whenever he thought Beetlepaw wasn’t around.
Barely a moon after their training started, Ashpaw died at the fangs of a fox, and his body was taken by them. Present during the attack, Palepaw was kept up a tree by another fox as the first killed her brother, unable to help as he was dragged off- the warriors arriving too late to rescue him.
Palepaw spent some time in the medicine cat’s den, treated for shock and struggling to deal with the guilt and grief at the loss, at the thought that it was her fault Ashpaw was dead. She’d hid up a tree while he was mauled, hadn’t even tried to help… nightmares about it were common, her dreams seeming to completely fix on the attack and tormenting her with hearing her brother’s screams night after night.
Her first Gathering should have been an exciting one, but she hadn’t been looking forward to it, and it only got worse when those foxes attacked, and two more lives were taken from StoneClan. They had something to mourn over, this time, and Palepaw spent the vigil tucked close to Mistcloud, her nose pressed to Dawnblossom’s flank.
In the time since, life's returned to normal, and her training has begun once more.
Other: Has auditory hallucinations in the form of Ashpaw’s voice