Post by Icey on Aug 2, 2010 13:19:02 GMT -8
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
Snowpaw/Snowcloud[/sub]
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU?
She-cat[/sub]
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
10 Moons[/sub]
WHAT CLAN ARE YOU LOYAL TO?
Riverclan[/sub]
WHAT IS YOUR RANK?
Medicine cat Apprentice[/sub]
WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?
small, lean fluffy brown and white tabby with blue eyes.[/sub]
CAN YOU GO INTO MORE DETAIL PLEASE
Snowpaw is a small built tabby she-cat with a round face and tall, feathery-tipped ears. She has short legs and a long, fluffy tail with visible tabby stripes running across it. Her eyes are large, sapphire blue, usually bright and active.[/sub]
Her nose is black; brown splotched in its' center. Her cheeks are white, while as the rest of her face is light brown with darker brown almost black looking stripes. Above her eyes, the stripes almost look like lightning bolts going down her forehead; and a random white dash is placed above her right eye.
Snowpaw has a creamy tannish color under her chin, and down her muzzle it's all snow white all the way until it reaches the tail. Along with the white muzzle and underbelly, her paws are all white as well. Her legs are light brown like most of her body including her back and tail, and like most tabbies with darker brown stripes running across her entire body. Her entire body consists of creamy; almost ginger splotches here and there-- including two very small, scarcely visible marks under her eyes and above them.
Her tail is long and fluffy, mostly black but blended with brown and orange and even some white more near the bottom. She almost looks silly with a long tail and long ears, because she's so small. Even her paws are tiny, but her short legs complete that.
WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?
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Snowpaw is very hyper and outgoing, and always really has been. She's very eager to learn, however sometimes she talks so much, it's hard for her to listen. So, she often has to have whatever she's being taught repeated.
Snowpaw had never found herself good at anything, not at fighting or hunting, or even tracking anything. She figured it must have been her destiny to be a medicine cat, because she is actually a very good 'student', even if it has to be repeated. Her excitement just consumes her, and sometimes she has trouble listening.
Even though she lacks warrior material, she has always tried her best and kept an open mind. She accepts this, and that's why she always wants to be the best medicine cat she can be. She loves her mentor deeply, not only because she's her mentor and she's always around her, but they're also kin.
A problem with her is however-- sometimes she gets too over excited, and when she is even told simple things like finding a certain herb she'll take off before the sentence is finished. It takes several scoldings for her to just calm down and stay put for a single day, and she often complains and mumbles under her breath about how her punishment is lame or stupid, and it's really the one thing she's not optimistic about.
Patience is a virtue-- but something she struggles with. The funny thing is, she gets frustrated over little things, but she isn't frustrated over the fact that she can't really fight or be 'warrior material.' She's perfectly happy being a medicine cat-- but sometimes if she can't find a herb or figure something out, she lets out a mouthful of whining.
YOUR FAMILY TREE
MOTHER: THRUSHWIND (deceased) - Mottled tabby with bright green eyes[/sub]
FATHER: COLDSTONE (deceased) - black and white tom with blue eyes
AUNT: FROSTCLOUD (deceased) - white she-cat with blue eyes, deaf
HALF-SISTER (by father): Icepool - Thick black she-cat with light blue eyes
HALF-SISTER: FROSTFALL (by father) - white she-cat with bright blue eyes
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
Snowpaw sighed, ears flat. "I can never find stupid borage," everytime she was sent to find it she couldn't... really remember where to look. I've been shown over and over again, but still I can't find it. I mean how does Icepool do it? She poked her nose through several leaves and grasses, but she couldn't seem to find the blue plants anywhere.[/sub]
Just when she was ready to run back and ask for help again, she had... well, accidentally found the bright flowers. Not gonna tell Icepool that part though, I'll just tell her I remembered. Pride surging through her, she drove her teeth in the plant and tugged them out of the ground. "I can't carry this all in my mouth, no way," she muttered, rolling her eyes. "But I can at least try, and I'll bring back as much as I can. At least I got what I could."
Still proud of herself despite her clumsy fall, she dragged as much borage back to the camp as possible, a light breeze tickling her whiskers. Snowpaw spat them out once she reached the medicine den, licking her lips from the disgusting taste.
(sorry, the role play part was just quickly done in like... 5 minutes, hope it's long enough)!
