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Post by xxsmye on Feb 25, 2011 0:15:20 GMT -5
NAME// She goes by Frostpaw, though as she advances into new stages, it will later be Frostwhisker.
⋆ Frost because of the tint of her pelt.
⋆ Whisker because the snowy color of her whiskers.
AGE// She has walked this land for only 7 months.
GENDER// Proud to say she is a female.
CLAN// Frostpaw lives with the cats of CelestialClan.
DESIRED POSITION// Apprentice
SHORT DESCRIPTION// A white she-cat with black covering her ears and head, and though she is smaller than most cats, her attitude makes up for it.
DESCRIPTION// All her life Frostwhisker has been known as the 'small one', or perhaps the 'petite one'. Never has she been called big-boned, or anything related. Her body build was smaller than all apprentices her age, and even some of the kits. She could've been a runt, but no. She was just small, tiny.
Her pelt, the color of slightly dirtied snow topped with a crown that curtained her pointed ears and the back of her head and that dipped into her forehead, was inherited with a mix of both her parents, her father being a dark gray tom and mother being pure white. Her undertone was whitish-tan, but the dark of her father reached down to the middle of her back and stretched a little past her haunches. Her tail was white, though with a dark tip.
Her eyes were a different story. A frosty sea-blue they were, though she had not inherited them by any cat she knew. Her mother and father both had amber eyes, so it was only likely that her eyes had come from the grandparents.
Her nose pink, whiskers the color of pure snow, and the pads black- that's how she strutted around. She had lithe bones, fit and agile to the way of her Clan lifestyle, and skinny legs, though they were lean and strong.
PERSONALITY// Frostwhisker enjoys being in control and having the throne, though sometimes she can get too bossy about it. This is sometimes a fault in battle, however, and in relationships. She thrive from the thought having control and seeing through things. Because of this, it has been a dream of hers to become a leader from the beginning of her life, encouraged and supported by the father.
However, despite the power-hungry, controlling side of her, she is actually pretty sweet and friendly. Overall, she is compassionate and caring, though selfish. Though very giving, she expects much in return, and hates to be the lesser side.
Some cats might find it hard to be around her, as she is a perfectionist, and was taught nothing less than perfection from her birth. With every slip of tongue and error she will find herself struggling not to correct it, and to have to be better than everyone else is another of her flaws. She is quite arrogant and foolish, thinking that. She can also be quite the show off, mostly for the boys.
She is very optimistic and bright, though when depressed she can get mad. She is easily angered and easily offended, which isn't always a good mixture.
Many others would call her charming. She likes getting her way, and refuses to stop until she gets it, so she is quite ambitious as well.
She loves kits and likes to see others in happy situations, not in depressing ones. She dislike grumps and love playing. In other words, she is still a kit at heart- one thing many cats do not like.
She tends to get in everybody's way, darting through crowds and popping up before their eyes. She likes to backtalk and doesn't like taking commands from others, mostly doing her own thing.
When she is angered, she mostly keeps her emotions bottled up inside and is calmed down eventually. She is an emotional cat, though she might not seem like that.
EXPERIENCE// From the beginning of her life, Frostpaw was taught nothing less than perfection, something her father believed in dearly. She wasn't an only child- in fact, she had 1 other sibling, though he had died of sickness later on. Her mother, Snowfeather, and her father, Smokefoot, were two very different beings: her mother being more laid back yet snappy, father being a perfectionist and neat. Frostpaw's mother was not with her in most situations- halfway through her kithood she had fled and never come back. Her father was always the one who was their for her. Needless to say, her mother was not the best of all mothers.
As she advanced into kithood, something tragic happened. Her father had gone out on a mission. It was a week before he had returned, but he did not return alive. Quite the opposite, in fact. A few cats had found his limp body at the border, but found no scent. This was heartbreaking for Frostpaw, who'd been Frostkit at the moment and had always been close to Smokefoot. She hid herself for a long time, refusing to talk to anybody, but somehow, after a moon or so, she was coaxed slowly out of her antisocial shell.
Other than that, her life has been pretty normal. However, she has not always been one to talk about her past. If one tries to confront her about it, she will clam up.
Father: Smokefoot, deceased.
Mother: Snowfeather, runaway.
Siblings: Her brother, Emberkit, who had died of a cough as a kit.
Crush: None.
Mate: None.
Friends: Valientpaw
Enemies: None.
Mentor: Cometstar.
OTHER// Role played by Aya! [/blockquote] |
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Post by raid on Feb 25, 2011 9:01:06 GMT -5
xxaccepted
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