Post by Fae Magic on Mar 21, 2020 15:41:29 GMT -5
Name: Mousepaw Mousepetal
Age: 25 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan:NightClan Mistclan
Rank:Apprentice Warrior
Picture:
Description: Well known for her namesake, Mousepetal is a rather small she cat in size. She's so small she looks breakable and fragile. Her body built is a bit lanky and rather skinny without looking like she is starving. She's just small and doesn't have enough meat on her bones which is hopeful by her parents to grow out of. She's a short haired molly with dark grey and white patches and light pale colored amber eyes. Her features are rather delicate and kittinish in nature making her look so innocent and gentle. She has a habit of hunching herself to make her look even smaller much like a kit out of reflective muscle memory and her eyes always look so sad and downcast.
Description Summary: Small white and grey she-cat with amber eyes
Personality: Her parents couldn't have chosen a better name for this little gal. Although, her parents probably didn't realize just how good of a name they chose. They chose her name because of her small size but they never realized that she would come out just as meek and timid as her namesake. Mousepetal wasn't just small but she was quiet and scared. Having big expectations of her as a she-cat of her clan and higher expectations of her parents she felt restricted and bullied without even being touched. She has a shy personality and is too scared to speak her mind. Even her voice comes out as a soft almost whisper like tone whenever she speaks because she's scared of what others will say or think as she was yelled at a lot by her family. She is actually a rather kind heart individual who doesn't understand her place in the rankings or why it's so important to be prideful. She has no real backbone but hopefully will learn to be a determined and strong willed warrior one day. She is an obedient little girl who wants to please people but afraid of getting yelled at or punished for being something they think is nothing like a NightClanner. She craves to be helpful and wants to make friends but her fear, timidness, and social awkwardness gets in the way of things sometimes but whenever she sees someone else getting bullied she gets rather protective and will raise her voice at them to make them stop even if her words come out as unsure stuttering. She is a motherly little girl and has to hide her true nature from her family as much as possible; having lived in their shadows and being expected with high risks she doesn't know where she belongs.
History: Mousepetal grew up as an only kit to her parents who much like the rest of the pairings in NightClan were paired up for strong kits. Unfortunately, they did not get the kit they wanted. Mousepetal was the only kit within the litter and she was too small and too fragile to the point that her parents thought she would not survive and dang near abandoned her to try again for a new litter. When her spirit seemed strong to survive they tried to teach her the ways of NightClan but much like her name Mousepetal didn't catch on very well and didn't want to have anything to do with their planning. She was not prideful and she was not determined. If anything she was scared. She didn't like loud noises and her parents seemed to yell and argue a whole lot because of her so she grew up being afraid of a lot of cats even those who were nice to her. She was nothing like her parents wanted out of their litter no matter how hard they tried. They became the laughing stock and turned away a lot of the time because of their only daughter and kit who seemed to not even be a NightClan born cat despite having been born and raised by two NightClan warriors. Her parents kind of hated her because their respect was lost all because she lived.
When she became an apprentice they thought pairing her up with someone strong would make her strong and teach her not to be afraid but all Mousepetal wanted was to live her life peacefully, make friends, and be helpful without having people breathing down her neck and expecting something out of her that she did not have it in her to give let alone something she possessed. She was bullied and verbally abused by her parents until they lost all interest and pretty much disowned her after she became an apprentice and they realized she did not have it in her to be what they needed. So, she found herself alone once more; physically now with no family to call her own. No parents to love her and no siblings to speak of as she was the only kit. Her only contact she had was her mentor Sterlingcry who she desperately wanted to be important to. She taught her to be strong and keep her chin up. To have a courage and strength in herself and to push forward no matter what.
Age: 25 moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan:
Rank:
Picture:
Description: Well known for her namesake, Mousepetal is a rather small she cat in size. She's so small she looks breakable and fragile. Her body built is a bit lanky and rather skinny without looking like she is starving. She's just small and doesn't have enough meat on her bones which is hopeful by her parents to grow out of. She's a short haired molly with dark grey and white patches and light pale colored amber eyes. Her features are rather delicate and kittinish in nature making her look so innocent and gentle. She has a habit of hunching herself to make her look even smaller much like a kit out of reflective muscle memory and her eyes always look so sad and downcast.
Description Summary: Small white and grey she-cat with amber eyes
Personality: Her parents couldn't have chosen a better name for this little gal. Although, her parents probably didn't realize just how good of a name they chose. They chose her name because of her small size but they never realized that she would come out just as meek and timid as her namesake. Mousepetal wasn't just small but she was quiet and scared. Having big expectations of her as a she-cat of her clan and higher expectations of her parents she felt restricted and bullied without even being touched. She has a shy personality and is too scared to speak her mind. Even her voice comes out as a soft almost whisper like tone whenever she speaks because she's scared of what others will say or think as she was yelled at a lot by her family. She is actually a rather kind heart individual who doesn't understand her place in the rankings or why it's so important to be prideful. She has no real backbone but hopefully will learn to be a determined and strong willed warrior one day. She is an obedient little girl who wants to please people but afraid of getting yelled at or punished for being something they think is nothing like a NightClanner. She craves to be helpful and wants to make friends but her fear, timidness, and social awkwardness gets in the way of things sometimes but whenever she sees someone else getting bullied she gets rather protective and will raise her voice at them to make them stop even if her words come out as unsure stuttering. She is a motherly little girl and has to hide her true nature from her family as much as possible; having lived in their shadows and being expected with high risks she doesn't know where she belongs.
History: Mousepetal grew up as an only kit to her parents who much like the rest of the pairings in NightClan were paired up for strong kits. Unfortunately, they did not get the kit they wanted. Mousepetal was the only kit within the litter and she was too small and too fragile to the point that her parents thought she would not survive and dang near abandoned her to try again for a new litter. When her spirit seemed strong to survive they tried to teach her the ways of NightClan but much like her name Mousepetal didn't catch on very well and didn't want to have anything to do with their planning. She was not prideful and she was not determined. If anything she was scared. She didn't like loud noises and her parents seemed to yell and argue a whole lot because of her so she grew up being afraid of a lot of cats even those who were nice to her. She was nothing like her parents wanted out of their litter no matter how hard they tried. They became the laughing stock and turned away a lot of the time because of their only daughter and kit who seemed to not even be a NightClan born cat despite having been born and raised by two NightClan warriors. Her parents kind of hated her because their respect was lost all because she lived.
When she became an apprentice they thought pairing her up with someone strong would make her strong and teach her not to be afraid but all Mousepetal wanted was to live her life peacefully, make friends, and be helpful without having people breathing down her neck and expecting something out of her that she did not have it in her to give let alone something she possessed. She was bullied and verbally abused by her parents until they lost all interest and pretty much disowned her after she became an apprentice and they realized she did not have it in her to be what they needed. So, she found herself alone once more; physically now with no family to call her own. No parents to love her and no siblings to speak of as she was the only kit. Her only contact she had was her mentor Sterlingcry who she desperately wanted to be important to. She taught her to be strong and keep her chin up. To have a courage and strength in herself and to push forward no matter what.