Post by cloud on Jul 19, 2010 18:04:57 GMT -5
Cloudpaw Of Thunderclan
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Name: Cloudpaw
Age: Six Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Apprentice
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Reason For Name: Her white cloud-like fur
Previous Names: Cloudkit
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One Sentence Description: Cloudpaw is a pretty white she-cat with blue eyes.
Appearance: Cloudpaw is an attractive young she-cat. Lets start with what could be the first thing you will notice about her, her eyes. They are a very light shade of blue, a form of crystal blue. Little chambers of light can be clearly seen in them when in the sunlight. Although they are very pretty those eyes cost her. Like many white cats with blue eyes Cloudpaw has no hearing in her left ear making her half deaf.
Cloudpaw's fur looks like it is part of the clouds. It is white, very white. She is really good blending in during winter due to this but in the summer it is more of a flaw. Her fur is long but does not tangle easy. In fact it is rather light and easy to go through, it has a silk-like feeling. Her build is on the larger size, its good for fighting but does not give her any more speed.
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Personality: Cloudpaw loves any kind of fun, from play-fighting to battles and pranks. She loves the thrill it seems to give her, the adrenaline that pulses through her blood. It makes her feel invincible, like she rules the world. Cloudpaw tends to jump in to something before she stops to wonder if it could cause her harm, very reckless. She is brave, backing down is one thing she will probably never do. This apprentice is loyal to the death, she might break the warrior code but she would never leave her clan unless there being a very good reason, such as it changing to much and no longer being the clan she knows and loves. When it comes to Shadowclan she can be aggressive, and for good reason.
Likes: hunting, fighting, patrolling, adrenaline rushes, and Thunderclan
Dislikes: nightmares, Shadowclan, unnecessary battles, sickness, and the idea of her clan changing to much
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History: Cloudpaw was born in to Thunderclan. Her parents where two normal Thunderclan warriors, her mother was a brown tabby she-cat named Bramblestripe and her father was a white tom named Whiteflurry. She had three siblings, a brown tabby and white tom named Heronkit, a brown-tabby she-cat named Lakekit, and a white tom named Sleepkit. They had a normal life until they where three moons old, Cloudkit and Heronkit where the trouble makers, Lakekit loved to learn, and Sleepkit loved to watch from the sidelines. One day Bramblestripe got very sick with greencough. The medicine cat assured them that she would be okay, after all, why would a medicine cat lie? Over two months Bramblestripe went through her illness, just when she seemed like she was better she got sick again. This went on for three moons, when the four litter mates where nearly six moons old Bramblestripe died showing Cloudpaw her first death.
IC Example: She was running, running, running. The wind in her fur and the sound of her blood roaring in her ears, nothing could go wrong. She had a good family with many siblings and loving parents. She was now a warrior along with her siblings, in fact she was one of the best in her clan. Her mother was a great warrior who was well respected in the clan. Her father was the deputy and would be leader one day. But none of them where her. She was different, better. She was Swallowflight, a brave and strong warrior of the best clan of all, Windclan. The whole clan respected her, kits looked up at her and wanted to be her, and her story would be told forever. Thats how it was and always would be, nothing would change it.
Swallow heard a loud bashing sound by what seemed like an angry yell. Not just any yell, and angry twoleg yell. The grey tabbys eyes flew open at this and she lifted her head in shock. Many feelings hit her at that moment, the first was disappointment. It had just been a dream, nothing but a dream. She would have been an apprentice by now but no, she was not. In fact she was not even in Windclan! Instead she was in her fluffy pink bed that the twolegs got for her after they captured her.
The second was curiosity, what where they doing? What could they honestly be doing that would cause this much noise and trouble? In the time that Swallow had spent with the twolegs she had learned that they did not do something for no reason. But then the answer presented its self and Swallow felt pure horror. The twolegs had taken out a cat carrier, the same cat carrier they had used to capture her. It was a pale tan plastic with metal bard at the top for putting a cat in and taking it out. They where taking her to the cutter. She had not yet been to the cutter but when the other cat that lived there named Spots went there he was different when he came back, and not in a good way. I have to get away!
Swallow quickly sprang out of her pink cotton bed when the twolegs where not looking and ran for the back door where she id under a golden-brown wood chair. And not a moment to soon because she soon heard the twolegs calling her, looking for her. She his under that chair for a good half an hour before the male twoleg called something to the other twoleg and walked to the back door. Swallow bunched up her muscles and got ready to run as the twoleg reached to open the sliding glass door.
As soon as it was open Swallow took off, running as fast as her legs could take her. The twoleg yelled something and she heard it running after her but that only made her run faster, she needed to be free again. Long after she lost the twoleg she was still running, heading to the forest. When she knew that she could run no longer she slowed to a walk, still headed to the forest. Hours later when she finally reached it she stopped to rest and hunt. She caught a scrawny mouse witch she ate in moments and slept for two hours before she continued walking. When she got up she went hunting again and caught a scrawny squirrel that she also ate in mere moments.
After that she continued on her way, heading to Windclan territory. After hours more of walking she felt like giving up, like there was no hope. But then she smelt something, the faint sent of Windclan. A huge grin spread across her face and she picked up her pace until she was running. As she passed the boarder she felt thrilled, the lost daughter of Runningclaw and Cinderfoot was home again. She continued running until she reached the camp, at that moment she came to a halt. Chances where whoever was standing guard would not recognize the pretty cinder-grey tabby, she was a kit last time she was in Windclan after all. But her pelt showed who her parents where, she had her mothers colors and her fathers stripes, plus she had an over all Windclan build.
Swallow sighed and took in a deep breath, drawing in the scents around her. She smelt over-all Windclan but also something else a cat nearby. Someone standing guard. She frowned and called in her sweet and honest voice, "I know you're there. But its okay, I'm Swallow, also known as Swallowkit before twolegs captured me. But I got away and want to come home. You see I am and Windclan cat, Cinderfoot and the deputy, Runningclaw, are my parents." Please believe me.
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