Post by lily ♫ on Dec 31, 2010 15:32:12 GMT -5
Name: -- Rosekit, Rosepaw, Roseblush[/i]
Age: -- Twelve moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: CelestialClan
Desired Position: Apprentice
Short Description:
-- Covered from head to toe and everywhere in between with short, neat hair of very few different hues. These hues are mainly either that of an extremely pale ginger or that of a snowy ivory. Slight tabby markings are apparent in odd places on her pelt. The most prominent markings are the ones found on her fluffy little tail.
-- Rosepaw's eyes bring her great beauty. They are a simple blue grey shade, but she carries them about with a wise light reflecting in them and amusement dancing through them. The only delicate thing about this she-cat is her itty bitty light pink nose. As if she finds her small amount of beauty overbearing, a light ginger blush appears up the bridge of her nose and down onto each of her cheeks. Perhaps this will inspire her Warrior's name.[/size][/blockquote]Personality:
-- From time to time, Rosepaw finds that many of the cats that she lives with will ignore her or have nothing to do with her. This causes the sweet little girl to become a depressed mess that will hardly manage to complete the tasks given to her by her mentor. True friends are hard to find in a small world engulfed by pride and vanity, and Rosepaw needs one desperately.
-- As she is beginning to get used to being a social blunder, Rosepaw finds herself becoming an embarassed baby that would be crying to her mother if possible. She wants to stop this, but has so far found no one to help her escape herself. Struggling to live a life of happiness, this apprentice finds herself trying to look to her cousin, Foxkiss, for help. But, what this she-cat doesn't know, is that Foxkiss would rather be caught dead with her.[/size][/s]
typically:
getting used to being herself
curious
gentle
smiling
not softspoken anymore, but not obnoxiously loudspoken either
friendly
but can be:
shy
acts like:
she's just discovered a new world since she's overcome the clumsiness she once possessed.
[/blockquote]Experience:
-- Before anger could consume the kit's gentle spirit, she learned to take to herself and her own thoughts more and more. Petalkit played and danced around the camp and became a well-liked cat before even her fourth moon. Rosekit remained an unknown, shy creature until she eventually became an apprentice.[/size]
[/blockquote]Picture:
-- Don't turn around in surprise.[/size][/url][/blockquote]Other:
Age: -- Twelve moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: CelestialClan
Desired Position: Apprentice
Short Description:
-- A largely built female with a very light colored ginger tabby pelt.Description:
-- At first glance, Rosepaw passes for a normal apprentice. But, when the cat that's looking at her begins to realize how much bigger she is compared to the others, they see how oddly proportioned this she-cat really is. Lean with strong and very large paws, this she-cat possesses such a small amount of grace that it's comical to some. Her clumsiness offsets her shining beauty and leaves her with a low self-esteem amongst the vain and proud CelestialClanners. Anything else on that matter is left more to her personality.[/i]
-- Covered from head to toe and everywhere in between with short, neat hair of very few different hues. These hues are mainly either that of an extremely pale ginger or that of a snowy ivory. Slight tabby markings are apparent in odd places on her pelt. The most prominent markings are the ones found on her fluffy little tail.
-- Rosepaw's eyes bring her great beauty. They are a simple blue grey shade, but she carries them about with a wise light reflecting in them and amusement dancing through them. The only delicate thing about this she-cat is her itty bitty light pink nose. As if she finds her small amount of beauty overbearing, a light ginger blush appears up the bridge of her nose and down onto each of her cheeks. Perhaps this will inspire her Warrior's name.[/size][/blockquote]Personality:
--[/size]Usually a tentative girl, Rosepaw lacks the vanity possessed by most of her Clan and replaces it with a bit of naivety. She's not completely reckless, but more of a down to earth cat compared to others. She'll talk if spoken to and is commonly very polite to all. Her kind nature shines through to most about her, but other cats seem to find her an oddity that doesn't need spoken to.
-- From time to time, Rosepaw finds that many of the cats that she lives with will ignore her or have nothing to do with her. This causes the sweet little girl to become a depressed mess that will hardly manage to complete the tasks given to her by her mentor. True friends are hard to find in a small world engulfed by pride and vanity, and Rosepaw needs one desperately.
-- As she is beginning to get used to being a social blunder, Rosepaw finds herself becoming an embarassed baby that would be crying to her mother if possible. She wants to stop this, but has so far found no one to help her escape herself. Struggling to live a life of happiness, this apprentice finds herself trying to look to her cousin, Foxkiss, for help. But, what this she-cat doesn't know, is that Foxkiss would rather be caught dead with her.[/size][/s]
typically:
getting used to being herself
curious
gentle
smiling
not softspoken anymore, but not obnoxiously loudspoken either
friendly
but can be:
shy
acts like:
she's just discovered a new world since she's overcome the clumsiness she once possessed.
[/blockquote]Experience:
-- Born to two of the Clan's most proud cats, Rosekit and her sister Petalkit faced a challenge from the start. While Petalkit became an outgoing girl and was heavily nurtured by their father, Snowdrift, Rosekit stayed with her mother, Auburnsky, and learned about the social ladders of each Clan.[/size]
-- Over time, the small she-cat lost interest in the empty words her mother spoke so excitedly about. A tom had been caught with a she-cat that was not his mate, a she-cat had choked on a mouse bone in the middle of a Clan meeting, a kit had fallen from its mother's mouth as it was being carried. Petty gossip became a thing that Rosekit despised.
-- Before anger could consume the kit's gentle spirit, she learned to take to herself and her own thoughts more and more. Petalkit played and danced around the camp and became a well-liked cat before even her fourth moon. Rosekit remained an unknown, shy creature until she eventually became an apprentice.[/size]
[/blockquote]Picture:
-- Look into these eyes.[/size][/url]
-- Don't turn around in surprise.[/size][/url][/blockquote]Other:
-- Hurr, pretty. <3
