Post by BRUSHPAW ! on Aug 17, 2011 16:12:30 GMT -5
brushpaw of shadowclan
| [atrb=border,0,true]name: brushpaw | [atrb=border,0,true]age: 6 moons | [atrb=border,0,true]gender: tom | [atrb=border,0,true]clan: shadowclan | [atrb=border,0,true]rank: apprentice |
A P P E A R A N C E:
brushpaw is pretty skinny, though as he grows, he'll start to develop some more muscle. he has a relatively average frame, though a little bit of kit fat still clings to his bones and rounds him out. his neck and shoulders are average side, and the same holds true with his bag legs. his tail is the most unique part of his physique, as it is slightly bushier than normal. it's probably the one thing that he's self-conscious of. apart from that, brushpaw is relatively confident in his appearance. he wouldn't describe himself as strikingly handsome, but he thinks he's a good-looking cat. his general happiness tends to reflect in his appearance, so he usually seems pretty appealing.
his fur is a pale ginger in colour, though he has darker markings along his back and legs. they aren't too much darker than the rest of him, however, and from a distance away, you might not notice him as a tabby. he's generally a pretty sandy colour all over his body, however his underbelly and paws are a lighter beige. his chest is the only non-ginger part of him. it's a bright white, and rather unruly, much like his tail. his fur is nice and short, crisp and smooth, though it gets a little bit thicker in the winter when the weather turns cold.
brushpaw's face is average size, rather wide with a bit of a blunt muzzle. his eyes are a very pale olive, watery and soft, and they are capable of conveying intense bouts of emotion. they are usually alive with happiness or humour, but they can turn to sorrow as well. his muzzle is white and his nose is a burnt pink, but the skin right between his muzzle and his eyes is a darker shade of orange. the rest of his face is a fairly pale ginger, though his ears grow slightly brown at the tips. all in all his appearance his fairly plain, though a bit handsome, and its his personality which makes him really come alive.
brushpaw is pretty skinny, though as he grows, he'll start to develop some more muscle. he has a relatively average frame, though a little bit of kit fat still clings to his bones and rounds him out. his neck and shoulders are average side, and the same holds true with his bag legs. his tail is the most unique part of his physique, as it is slightly bushier than normal. it's probably the one thing that he's self-conscious of. apart from that, brushpaw is relatively confident in his appearance. he wouldn't describe himself as strikingly handsome, but he thinks he's a good-looking cat. his general happiness tends to reflect in his appearance, so he usually seems pretty appealing.
his fur is a pale ginger in colour, though he has darker markings along his back and legs. they aren't too much darker than the rest of him, however, and from a distance away, you might not notice him as a tabby. he's generally a pretty sandy colour all over his body, however his underbelly and paws are a lighter beige. his chest is the only non-ginger part of him. it's a bright white, and rather unruly, much like his tail. his fur is nice and short, crisp and smooth, though it gets a little bit thicker in the winter when the weather turns cold.
brushpaw's face is average size, rather wide with a bit of a blunt muzzle. his eyes are a very pale olive, watery and soft, and they are capable of conveying intense bouts of emotion. they are usually alive with happiness or humour, but they can turn to sorrow as well. his muzzle is white and his nose is a burnt pink, but the skin right between his muzzle and his eyes is a darker shade of orange. the rest of his face is a fairly pale ginger, though his ears grow slightly brown at the tips. all in all his appearance his fairly plain, though a bit handsome, and its his personality which makes him really come alive.
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descriptive sentence: pale ginger tabby with a white chest and olive eyes
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P E R S O N A L I T Y:
brushpaw is the epitome of the friendly, popular cat. he's still very young, and so he looks at the world with bright eyes, believing only the best in everyone. he tries to make friends with everyone he meets, and his easy-going nature is so appealing that it's hard to resist him. he's very kind, and when he jokes, it's never at anyone's expense. he is also very open to new ideas, so it's easy to approach him with a suggestion or an idea. unfortunately this makes him a bit naive, and he's also very trusting, which will result in an eventual heartbreak as he grows older.
he loves humour and he loves being happy, but he isn't much of a prankster. brushpaw is very much aware that there's a line when it comes to doing whatever he wants, and he's determined not to cross it. he's a perfect picture of the obedient apprentice, determined to make his mentor proud and to be the best warrior he can be. he's very energetic and he's eager to train, always showing up early and trying to do the best he can. unfortunately, he has a tendency to overdo himself, and so tragedy and hilarity often ensue around him. he's impossible to hate, except for cats who are bitter at those happier than themselves, and he doesn't hate anyone, either.
when he ages, he'll sober a bit, just to the point where he can focus more on his training and on the clan. he'll also become very protective of those around him, and as much as he'll follow the warrior code, he will break it to save his family. he'll grow a bit more wry and snappy with his comebacks, but he'll never border on mean. he'll be very serious about the things that matter, but the tom will never lose his optimistic view on the world.
brushpaw is the epitome of the friendly, popular cat. he's still very young, and so he looks at the world with bright eyes, believing only the best in everyone. he tries to make friends with everyone he meets, and his easy-going nature is so appealing that it's hard to resist him. he's very kind, and when he jokes, it's never at anyone's expense. he is also very open to new ideas, so it's easy to approach him with a suggestion or an idea. unfortunately this makes him a bit naive, and he's also very trusting, which will result in an eventual heartbreak as he grows older.
he loves humour and he loves being happy, but he isn't much of a prankster. brushpaw is very much aware that there's a line when it comes to doing whatever he wants, and he's determined not to cross it. he's a perfect picture of the obedient apprentice, determined to make his mentor proud and to be the best warrior he can be. he's very energetic and he's eager to train, always showing up early and trying to do the best he can. unfortunately, he has a tendency to overdo himself, and so tragedy and hilarity often ensue around him. he's impossible to hate, except for cats who are bitter at those happier than themselves, and he doesn't hate anyone, either.
when he ages, he'll sober a bit, just to the point where he can focus more on his training and on the clan. he'll also become very protective of those around him, and as much as he'll follow the warrior code, he will break it to save his family. he'll grow a bit more wry and snappy with his comebacks, but he'll never border on mean. he'll be very serious about the things that matter, but the tom will never lose his optimistic view on the world.
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likes: friends, having fun, training, food.
dislikes: lazy cats, sad cats, getting in trouble, making fun of others, being mean, stern cats
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H I S T O R Y:
rapidclaw was a tom of great importance – in his mind. the tom was very strong and very intelligent, not to mention dashing. with rich brown fur and startling amber eyes, he was one of the favourites among the she-cats of the clan. but rapidclaw had a pretty big flaw – he was horribly arrogant. he prided himself on being above all the she-cats that he met, carefully deciding who was worth his affections. eventually he found himself falling for a she-cat by the name of lionfur, though he would never admit that his feelings were true. rapidclaw became her mate, and soon she was heavy with kits. rapidclaw was eventually sceptical about becoming a father. he told lionfur that he didn't want anything to do with them and that she could take care of the kits by herself, and once they were out of the den, the two could be mates again.
but alas, things did not go according to plan .lionfur kitted on schedule, but something went wrong. there was too much blood. it was everywhere. rapidclaw can barely remember anything from that day. everything is blurred in his mind, blurred with the metallic scent of blood and the sight of his mate's face crying out in anguish. afterwards he only remembered the way his paws stayed rooted to the ground and his muscles were frozen until her eyes closed for one final time. then he rushed over to her, bringing his muzzle closer to hers, and he whispered that he loved her, really loved her, and he saw her eyes blink in response. she had said it to him many times before, but this was the first time he had ever reciprocated.
she died to bear him one kit.
this kit was brushkit. but instead of drowning himself in anger, rapidclaw assumed responsibility for his son. confident in the power of love, he raised his son as best he could, showing him the beautiful things in life and how good the world could be. rapidclaw wanted his son to grow up lionfur, happy and content with his world. he didn't want brushkit to be arrogant, and so far, his plan is working.
brushkit became brushpaw with wide eyes. now he's a new apprentice, eager to begin his training.
rapidclaw was a tom of great importance – in his mind. the tom was very strong and very intelligent, not to mention dashing. with rich brown fur and startling amber eyes, he was one of the favourites among the she-cats of the clan. but rapidclaw had a pretty big flaw – he was horribly arrogant. he prided himself on being above all the she-cats that he met, carefully deciding who was worth his affections. eventually he found himself falling for a she-cat by the name of lionfur, though he would never admit that his feelings were true. rapidclaw became her mate, and soon she was heavy with kits. rapidclaw was eventually sceptical about becoming a father. he told lionfur that he didn't want anything to do with them and that she could take care of the kits by herself, and once they were out of the den, the two could be mates again.
but alas, things did not go according to plan .lionfur kitted on schedule, but something went wrong. there was too much blood. it was everywhere. rapidclaw can barely remember anything from that day. everything is blurred in his mind, blurred with the metallic scent of blood and the sight of his mate's face crying out in anguish. afterwards he only remembered the way his paws stayed rooted to the ground and his muscles were frozen until her eyes closed for one final time. then he rushed over to her, bringing his muzzle closer to hers, and he whispered that he loved her, really loved her, and he saw her eyes blink in response. she had said it to him many times before, but this was the first time he had ever reciprocated.
she died to bear him one kit.
this kit was brushkit. but instead of drowning himself in anger, rapidclaw assumed responsibility for his son. confident in the power of love, he raised his son as best he could, showing him the beautiful things in life and how good the world could be. rapidclaw wanted his son to grow up lionfur, happy and content with his world. he didn't want brushkit to be arrogant, and so far, his plan is working.
brushkit became brushpaw with wide eyes. now he's a new apprentice, eager to begin his training.
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[/size]your alias: shocky
other characters: grasscloud, antlerpaw
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