Post by Cold on Aug 20, 2012 19:16:23 GMT -5
HUSHPAW
"Thin furred, white she-cat with bright green eyes."
"Thin furred, white she-cat with bright green eyes."
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Gender:She-Cat
Age:7 moons
Clan:Thunderclan
Position:Apprentice
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Physical Description:
Hushpaw is a very lithe she-cat. She isn't tall as much as she is long, not countinbg her tail. she has short fur which is unusual compared to her half brother's fluffy one. But her pelt is white all the same; soft and fluffy like a fresh blanket of snow. But similarities end their. Hush's eyes are an amazing bright green that aren't a specific shade. But her eyes are her most outstanding feature right above her lithe shape. She has a light nose and grey pads which are quite unusual. Her clear claws her small but pinpoint, making them seem like they are not there at all.
Personality Description:
Like any she-cat, she is like a stubborn ox. She may seem like a shy, sweet, flower at first, but get to know her and you'll meet the real her. Hushpaw is very odd, she likes to do things others might hate, like sit in the rain or swim. At first glance, she is a responsible, regular, quiet apprentice, but she does like to talk, a LOT. She has the energy to go on for days and still do her chores. But Hushpaw likes a challenge, she strives for praise and does her hardest, not her best, but even better. Hush doesn't have much of a temper, but she can get one if you know how to get it out. But when you do...Watch out! She has a sharp tongue and won't hesitate to tell you how she's feeling.
History:
••KITHOOD••
Hushpaw was born to Fallowswan and Larksong, a funny couple who had a bit of a shaky start. Hushkit was born quiet, but alive, she didn't mewl or yowl like any other kit would. But her kithood was a bit funny too. Fallowswan left the nursery soon after she was born, leaving her to a close queen who happily watched over her while her mother returned to her duties. Larksong, her father, was another story in itself. Hushkit barely knew her father and she was scarcely visited even in her father's free time. 6 moons lately she was named Hushpaw and was mentored by a brown tom named Owleyes. Her half brother, Goldenpaw, became a warrior then too.
••APPRENTICESHIP••
Sadly, her old mentor was lost to a fit of green-cough and passed away a moon after her ceremony. Still without a mentor, Hushpaw has shared mentors with the others. Being her shy layer, she is often left out from the groupies most cats her age seemed to form. Hush is the loner of the apprentices, the outcast chosen for solitude. but she looks to her brother for a friend when she gets a bit too lonely. Being close to the now Goldenstar, the other apprentices are starting to warm up, but still treat her as if she was a freak. But Hushpaw hasn't seemed to notice yet!
RP Sample
Hushpaw saw nothing but the insides of her eyelids. Voices echoed around the nursery amplifying them enough so even she could understand them. She heard a soft voice, assuming it was her mother, Fallowswan. The other was a bit rough and deepened by gender. Her father?
What are they talking about?
But a swish of fur and a whispered goodbye made Hushkit feel alone. "Where's Fallowswan?" she asked allowed. The pregnant queen beside her brushed her feathery tail over her, "Your mother went back to the Warrior's den." she said almost guiltily.
Hushkit's eyes flew open, the queen gasped with surprise. "You opened your eyes!" she cheered quietly, licking her ears.
"What do they look like?" She asked the queen.
"Green."
Hush nodded, looking around. the queen was black with a splotch of white on the nose, ear, and around one eye. "Is she coming back?" she asked innocently. The queen shook her head, "No, but I'll be here. I'm Spidermask." she greeted, pausing once before continuing t wash her ears.
Hush scowled at the ground, sitting stiffly as her ears were licked continuously. "W-where is Larksong?" I asked gingerly. "He's with your mother dear."
Hushkit hissed, swiping a paw at the queen, "But they can't leave me!" she protesting, running out of the nursery, green eyes glistening with fear. She looked around quickly for the warrior's den and dove into the nearest one. Inside, a soft nest lined with feathers was planted, Hushkit yawned and looked around for the brown and cream she-cat, but her mother was nowhere to be seen. With a sigh she settled in between the woven mosses and feathers. Sleep came slowly and Hushkit was swept into a fitful dream...
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Name:Cold
Age:13
Current Characters: Grassstar
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