Post by Admin on Sept 28, 2009 17:09:49 GMT -5
By: Female
The: 6 moons
Bay: ShadowClan
Where: Apprentice
Would you happen to know:
--the fur]
Her fur is that of a long hair, swishing in the wind but not quite penetrating her delicate skin. Her long hair almost prevents the cold in the leaf-bare, only little gets in but it is enough to make her shiver with cold. Not only is it long, but it is also thick, and normally in tangles, no matter how well groomed it looks. Dirt sticks to her pelt easily, but in a flock that is the least of your worries. Her fur is also soft.
--the facial features]
Tawnypaw's eyes are a very pretty deep green, and it is sad that there is no sight hidden within them. Although she can't see, her eyes often shine with what she is feeling, which makes her very predictable. She can almost sense what others are feeling, as an advantage. Her hearing is an accelerated feature of her, making it easy to hear what is going on camp. She can never really tell what cat's are feeling from their voice. Another accelerated figure is her scent, she can sniff out almost anything, which might make her a promising hunter.
--build]
Tawnypaw's build is like anyone else's really. She has a slender build, although not many muscles outline it. Her shoulder's are a bit broader than most, but it doesn't really do anything to help, or hurt her. No one really notices. Her head can be a bit bigger than most, and is slightly noticeable. But Tawnypaw doesn't mind, it's not like she can see it.
--color]
Three color's blend together on the thick pelt of Tawnypaw. A russet brown seems to work it's way through most of her body, lightening up at certain places to create the second color, a light brown. Sometimes the color will fade completely out of her body and a white will envelope the surface, like on her neck and muzzle area for example. She really is a pretty she-cat, with a dazzling color to prove it. Her tail is ringed out with the russet and white right after each other, proving to be long in length.
Where the watermelons grow:
To the clan, Tawnypaw is a nice she-cat and a loving one also. She is always the first one up and loves to chat with any kit, for kits normally will not judge one. She also enjoys telling them stories, even if she just made them up. The kits adore Tawnypaw. Tawnypaw is also a very helpful apprentice. She tries to help in any way she can, which will make her a great warrior some day. She enjoys trying to cheer people up, and her close friends often tell her their problems, hoping she can find a way to cure them. Despite being blind she is always happy and light, and normally has nothing to fuss over.
But when it comes to her disability, the hostility clearly shows. She is quick tempered when cats feel bad for her and easily shows them her disability mean nothing. This is why she isn't too fond of warriors, because even though she cannot seen she can almost sense the looks they are throwing at her. At times, when they think she is out of ear shot they sneer, and a pain erupts within her. It as if she is sad that she cannot prove them wrong. Around her friends, Tawnypaw is pretty much the same as around the clan. Shes normally happy and bubbly.
Inside Tawnypaw feels a lot of emotions. She is normally frustrated that every cat takes pity on her, just because she sees all black. She is also disappointed in Starclan from reliving her from sight, for if she had sight, things would be so much easier then they are now. But she knows, that there was a reason in this, that perhaps they did this so she have a chance to prover herself.
And we followed the white rabbit:
Tawnykit was born to Littleflower, and Ashfoot of Shadowclan. Tawnykit had one older brother, his name was Heronfoot. Heronfoot, like Tawnykit, had been born pure to Shadowclan to Dangerpelt, who died soon after birth. Heronfoot was a very respected cat, and a popular choice of mate. But know one knew Heronfoot was an ambitious cat. Heronfoot enjoyed beating Tawnykit, thinking that she would never be as good as he. And somehow, he was right.
The day Tawnykit was supposed to open her eyes may have very well been the worst day of her life. She was able to open her eyes, yes, but she had absolutely no vision. Heronfoot would always come and whisper in her ear: "You can't do nothing. I am perfect. I am the warrior Shadowclan has always wanted, and you are just a blind kit. You will die." Every time Tawnykit would run away in terror. Now, Heronfoot is dead, or so every one thinks. Tawnykit suspects that he ran away to a different clan, and is scared to leave the clan's camp. Tawnykit is six moons now, and feels that her path is not that of a warrior.
My Mother Would Say:
- not needed
Other:
-correcto
The: 6 moons
Bay: ShadowClan
Where: Apprentice
Would you happen to know:
--the fur]
Her fur is that of a long hair, swishing in the wind but not quite penetrating her delicate skin. Her long hair almost prevents the cold in the leaf-bare, only little gets in but it is enough to make her shiver with cold. Not only is it long, but it is also thick, and normally in tangles, no matter how well groomed it looks. Dirt sticks to her pelt easily, but in a flock that is the least of your worries. Her fur is also soft.
--the facial features]
Tawnypaw's eyes are a very pretty deep green, and it is sad that there is no sight hidden within them. Although she can't see, her eyes often shine with what she is feeling, which makes her very predictable. She can almost sense what others are feeling, as an advantage. Her hearing is an accelerated feature of her, making it easy to hear what is going on camp. She can never really tell what cat's are feeling from their voice. Another accelerated figure is her scent, she can sniff out almost anything, which might make her a promising hunter.
--build]
Tawnypaw's build is like anyone else's really. She has a slender build, although not many muscles outline it. Her shoulder's are a bit broader than most, but it doesn't really do anything to help, or hurt her. No one really notices. Her head can be a bit bigger than most, and is slightly noticeable. But Tawnypaw doesn't mind, it's not like she can see it.
--color]
Three color's blend together on the thick pelt of Tawnypaw. A russet brown seems to work it's way through most of her body, lightening up at certain places to create the second color, a light brown. Sometimes the color will fade completely out of her body and a white will envelope the surface, like on her neck and muzzle area for example. She really is a pretty she-cat, with a dazzling color to prove it. Her tail is ringed out with the russet and white right after each other, proving to be long in length.
Where the watermelons grow:
To the clan, Tawnypaw is a nice she-cat and a loving one also. She is always the first one up and loves to chat with any kit, for kits normally will not judge one. She also enjoys telling them stories, even if she just made them up. The kits adore Tawnypaw. Tawnypaw is also a very helpful apprentice. She tries to help in any way she can, which will make her a great warrior some day. She enjoys trying to cheer people up, and her close friends often tell her their problems, hoping she can find a way to cure them. Despite being blind she is always happy and light, and normally has nothing to fuss over.
But when it comes to her disability, the hostility clearly shows. She is quick tempered when cats feel bad for her and easily shows them her disability mean nothing. This is why she isn't too fond of warriors, because even though she cannot seen she can almost sense the looks they are throwing at her. At times, when they think she is out of ear shot they sneer, and a pain erupts within her. It as if she is sad that she cannot prove them wrong. Around her friends, Tawnypaw is pretty much the same as around the clan. Shes normally happy and bubbly.
Inside Tawnypaw feels a lot of emotions. She is normally frustrated that every cat takes pity on her, just because she sees all black. She is also disappointed in Starclan from reliving her from sight, for if she had sight, things would be so much easier then they are now. But she knows, that there was a reason in this, that perhaps they did this so she have a chance to prover herself.
And we followed the white rabbit:
Tawnykit was born to Littleflower, and Ashfoot of Shadowclan. Tawnykit had one older brother, his name was Heronfoot. Heronfoot, like Tawnykit, had been born pure to Shadowclan to Dangerpelt, who died soon after birth. Heronfoot was a very respected cat, and a popular choice of mate. But know one knew Heronfoot was an ambitious cat. Heronfoot enjoyed beating Tawnykit, thinking that she would never be as good as he. And somehow, he was right.
The day Tawnykit was supposed to open her eyes may have very well been the worst day of her life. She was able to open her eyes, yes, but she had absolutely no vision. Heronfoot would always come and whisper in her ear: "You can't do nothing. I am perfect. I am the warrior Shadowclan has always wanted, and you are just a blind kit. You will die." Every time Tawnykit would run away in terror. Now, Heronfoot is dead, or so every one thinks. Tawnykit suspects that he ran away to a different clan, and is scared to leave the clan's camp. Tawnykit is six moons now, and feels that her path is not that of a warrior.
My Mother Would Say:
- not needed
Other:
-correcto