Post by promises on Nov 3, 2009 14:58:34 GMT -5
Name:
Duskpaw.
Name(s)
Current: Duskpaw
Future: Duskeyes
Past: Dusk-kit
Age:
6 moons.
Rank:
Apprentice.
Gender:
She-cat. Female.
Clan:
Thunderclan
Personality:
Duskpaw is a sassy little cat. She likes to be in control but follows orders obediently from other warriors and her mentor. In general she is a nice cat to hunt with, but is often sharp-tongued and can certainly fork you once in a while. She tends to like attention but is nervous when tested, and finds confrontation a little harder than perhaps it would first appear. Her friends mean everything to her, and she would protect them as easily as she would her clan leader. Don't be too shocked to find yourself talking to a tail, as conversation is hard ton engage in, especially one that bores her. Duskpaw is a bit of a flirt and likes to sway the other cats, but never gives any fake impressions. Besides, everyone knows what she's like, so they tend to ignore it, or never let this wilder version of her escape.
Description:
A fluffy tabby cat, white chested and little white socks for paws. She has round green orbs, more oceanic than any specific color and the little tufts of fur at her ears add somewhat to her cheeky character. Her tail is like that of a birds plum although reasonably less dense.
History:
You could say Duskpaw's history was a bit like a doughnut. Sweet and crisp on the outside, stalled by soft comings and goings then allowing you to melt into the best bit; the center. She was born into a litter of four brothers and sisters, the most bubbly of the bunch and the most difficult to look after. Born into a world away from the forest, her mother a loner, her siblings perished along with any other connections to her family from a thing she would come to know as greencough. Found in Thunderclan territory, the cats of the clans debated about whether to let her stay or send her away to the twolegs. After many suns of talking, they decided to allow her trial as a clan cat, if she could make it to a warrior she was obviously a worthy member of Thunderclan. Jibbed at for her upbringing, she developed her own way of seeking refuge, to throw whatever she had into the faces of her protectors, and to fear nothing but the possibility that she could be without hope in the new world she has found herself in.
