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Post by . Mµ†è [kï±±ý] on Apr 1, 2007 13:53:33 GMT -5
Name:
Sunpaw
Rank:
Apprentice
Clan:
FireClan
Gender:
Fae/Female/Femme/She-cat
Age:
7 moons
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Physical Description:
Many would find it pleasure to simply sit all day like a fool just to call her pretty, cute, a baby, so on and so forth. Sunpaw finds it redundant and annoying. After all, her pelt is simply white in which there is absence of any other color. But her eyes. That's what people and cats and all other beings alike look to. Kiss't a golden colour, like a prism they refract light in just the right way, excentuating the perfect head mold, dazzling from daisy yellow to pale morning sunlight in an array of colors it seems mystical.
But her eyes aren't the only thing to marvel. Pelt is of medium length, about Daisychain's really, and brings on the impression of vanity and concietion. Far from, hun. Underneath such a pelt is miles of liquid muscle just ready to be trained and broken into, all trapped within lengthly and gorgeously long legs. Claws don't lack this strength either, as they are coal black, clearly seen from ivory pelt. Parts are well put together, and proportioned exactly right, giving for a great deal of stamina, strength, effortless running/hunting/fighting, and moreover, speed.
Personality:
"AAAAAH SHE'S SO CUUUUUUTEEE!!!!!"
No.
Not with Sunpaw.
Sunpaw is modest, not humble, denying she's pretty or cute or whatever. She'll say thank you and such, but really, it all bores her. Fighting is where she wants to be. Hunting, fighting, stalking. Nothing feminine would suit this feline beauty. Whether it be climbing trees simply for the sheer joy of it all, running and fighting with the toms, and older warriors, or patrolling, Sunpaw wants nothing less than excellent service to her Clan with just a hint of arrogant sassyness to make the guys drop dead.
Annoying to the bone, Sunpaw contains just enough feminine charm to make the toms act hysterically, whether it be the flick of her tail, a wink, or pouty look she can drive 'em crazy. Sarcastic to a fun point, when threatened or just simply made angry, anyone will want to spend moons away from everything due to the embarrassment she can cause. Sunpaw knows how to do this because she knows everything about everyone. Gossiping at Gatherings is her main source of info, and other apprentices and warriors gladly give away information without evening knowing it. Sly, sassy, sarcastic, and down-right annoying makes for the perfect Sunpaw.
History:
And now, folks, we'll learn ALL about how Sunpaw got to be such a little devil. Sit back and get ready, 'cause here she goes:
Misty morning dew crept into the nursery. I remember that morning. Mother had just told us our names, where we were. I was so excited I could hardly wait to crawl from the enclosure which mom kept us in. Her name was Yellowrain. She was the most beautiful cat I think I ever saw.
Too bad it had to happen. It... whatever his name was...
He came into the nursery during a gathering. He'd said Willowstar was planning to kill us. Our mom had to go because she was a witness to rouge attacks. We'd no idea this was him. Even if we did, I never found our what he wanted with us. But by the time they all came back it was too late.
All of them dead...
So cold...
So silent.
I don't why I had to survive. All I knew is that I missed them...
Airkit... my comforter and sister. Trackkit... my playmate and brother. Horsekit... my best friend and first love.
So cold...
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