Newtpaw [subject to change]

[roscoe]

Please note that this application is subject to change at any time. This cat was made specifically for Rolo's plot and some of the information (such as sibling and mother name) is left out because I do not know their names. Rolo and Crow, please tell me anything and everything that needs to be changed, including his name.



Name |
Newtpaw

Gender |
Tom

Age |
Six Moons

Rank |
Apprentice

Clan |
MeadowClan

Beliefs|
His adoptive father believes. What seems to be the entirety of his clan believes. His siblings believe (from what he knows), his friends believe. Everyone around him believes in the departed cats who reside in the stars. But Newtpaw cannot bring himself to believing. He’ll never say it, never express it. But he will never believe it either.

It seems so impossible to him. Having cats live in the stars, watching down on them and protecting them. When cats die, they die. They just go limp and the light in their eyes goes out, right? Of course, he is very young. His experience with death is little and his time to grow his belief is even littler. Perhaps one day he’ll believe.

Parents |
Daisy [mother] x Unknown [father].

Tigertail [adoptive father]

Siblings |
(name undecided) [brother , played by Rolo] , Stripepaw [sister , played by Stripes]

Other Kin |
Redtail [adopted uncle, played by Slug, StreamClan]

Mate |
Not yet; too young.

Crush |
Not yet; too young.

Kits |
Not yet; too young.

Mentor |
Undecided

Appearance |
Let’s start with his fur. Newtpaw’s fur is almost always long, only shedding at the peak of summer when his body gets the sudden thought to shed the thing that’s keeping the apprentice from doing his best. And it never grows back in time to protect him from the first bitter winds of Leaf-Fall.

The majority of his moody fur is an orange color, dark ginger. It covers almost all of his body from nose to tail. His belly fur is a little lighter however, passing for plain ginger on bright days. His tabby stripes a fairly faint across his body; they are about the same shade as the deep ginger on him. His belly fur is where they are the most noticeable. Also on his forehead the common tabby “M” is clearly visible.

Newtpaw is a small cat. He’s not done growing, but will probably just barely hit average size for a tom cat. His ears, tail, and paws are larger than they should be, but not to a point where they make him look out of proportion. His eyes are light amber, looking gold in the right light.

Personality |
Always the quiet one, Newtpaw is the most reserved of all his siblings. He is quiet, respectful, shy, and timid. The orange tabby doubts he will ever build up the courage to stand as a full warrior of MeadowClan, and his fear that Cedarstar will hold him back from his warrior name is one of the most present thoughts that fill his mind.

Sometimes Newtpaw passes the blame for his nature onto his extrovert brother, but then scolds himself for thinking of such a thing. It is not his brother’s fault for Newtpaw’s reservation. It is Newtpaw’s own. Occasionally though, he’ll have a dream where the personalities are switched. Newtpaw thoroughly enjoys these nights.

His timid, shy nature often causes Newtpaw to take anything that it said to him, even insults. He’s not the type to hold his head high and look unaffected by the insults, more like shrug his shoulders and walk away with the words still ringing in his head, hoping he forgets them one day.

His fears cause massive doubt in himself. Always thinking that one thing won’t happen because he’s afraid of something else even if the two are practically unrelated. His fears have gone far enough to say they control his young life.

But it is just because he is young that Newtpaw holds on to hope and the calming fact that the sun will rise the next day. As he ages, Newtpaw hopes to gain the confidence that runs through his siblings veins. He hopes to go through his apprenticeship and ending on a high note. Most of all, he hopes to become an acceptable warrior of MeadowClan who would speak his mind at the drop of a pin.

Skills |
Newtpaw is an all around cat. He does not excel in one form of warrior-activities, but he is still young and could gain skills as he grows older. At the moment he prefers hunting over fighting, but has never been given a chance at a real fight.

Newtpaw is lacking in social skills, being rather shy around other cats and rarely speaking up. His ability to convey thoughts or opinions is severely lacking. But what he does succeed in is his ability to quickly (and easily) find all faults in something – anything – point them out, and give back up to his reasons. Too bad he is too shy to speak up.

History |
Newtpaw was born to (mother), his father was never known. As well as Newtpaw, named Newt at the time, he had two siblings – (brother) and (sister). They were raised with the help of a close friend of their mother, a tom by the name of Snarl.

The three kits lived their first few moons like any other kits would, growing up happy in a stable family, going through the motions any other young kits would with their mother and “father”. Newtpaw always saw Snarl as his father, especially with his true birth father unknown.

Tragedy struck them shortly before the kits hit their sixth moon. Snarl and (mother) where out hunting, having told the kits not to move and stay in their den. Snarl never told the kits exactly how it happened; all Newtpaw knows is that their “parents” went out and their mother never returned. Only Snarl did, a large, seemingly fatal gash running down his side.

Snarl collapsed and the kits panicked. What were they to do, how where they to live? They were so young, their knowledge of survival practically inexistent!

Not long after their “father” collapsed, a patrol of cats seemed to have heard the kit’s cry for help and came running to where their “father” lay. The stronger cats dragged Snarl off to their camp while a kinder cat comforted the kits, leading them back to what he called MeadowClan with a kind face and explaining how clan life worked.

The kits were offered a position in MeadowClan, but Newt did not accept until Snarl awoke and took the name Tigertail. At that time Newt became Newtpaw and began his training as a MeadowClan apprentice.