Stripedpaw [[optimistic as ever]]

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Name | Stripedpaw (Stripedfoot)

Gender | She-cat

Age | 9 moons

Rank | Apprentice

Clan | Pineclan

Beliefs| Stripedpaw's beliefs are pretty much the same as most Pineclan cats. She disapproves of "Starclan", but won't openly express it. After all, what is there to insult; a mythical group of cats, reincarnated into twinkling, godlike specks in the sky that supposably watch your ever move? Forget it! Other clans can believe whatever they want to, and she respects that, but she won't agree herself and would rather simply state that she doesn't believe. Sometimes, but rarely, Stripedpaw wonders if they may be correct about that - how could the basis of a cat's lifestyle be made up like a kit's tale? - but always comes back to her original thought; There is no "Starclan". The other clans are based on lies.

Parents | - Smoke - tom (NP) & Lily - queen (deceased).

Siblings | None

Other Kin | n/a

Mate | Not yet. She is only an apprentice, after all.

Crush | Not yet.

Kits | Hehehe....no.

Mentor | Kestrelstorm

Appearance | A soft, light pelt is wrecked by a brush of light gray. Wherever thin, dark gray ribbons stop, a spot of cream begins, stretching from her neck to the underneath of her tail. Thin, black hairs unbalance those gray stripes on her forehead, back, tail, and paws, covering almost the whole tip as if it was dipped in wet ash. Her stripes overall are darker gray in color, contrasting her curious, deep blue eyes.

A light build, even slightly small and thin for an apprentice, proves that this she-cat will one day be a very small, swift warrior. You may never know though, as she is still very young. The pads on the bottom of Stripedpaw's paws are black, disturbed by pink splotches, and slightly worn from running and playing like most kits and apprentices do.

Personality | Stripedpaw may be described as an upbeat, curious, and somewhat brilliant cat. She always sees the glass as half full first, before examining it more closely. She notices how some people may classify it as half empty, then merely wonders how much actually is in the glass. After finding out, she may march around proudly and bring it up to others. This cat enjoys talking to the elders of Pineclan, filling her young mind up with their stories and experiences. She is naturally observant, and constantly notices small details first before the full 'puzzle'.

Though she sounds very cheerful and fun, Stripedpaw also can be manipulative, devious, and cold. She enjoys messing with others, and is as judging as she is observant. Let's say a cat who is kind at heart but physically intimidating comes up to her and mews a pleasant "hello". Stripedpaw then is seriously frightened, and puffs up like a fluffy gray meatball after seeing the scars, his fierce eyes, and his stocky, muscular build. She runs away immediately, then feels guilty about it and can easily fall into a catlike depression, as sensitive as she is - this rules out the truckload of happiness, obviously. In a nutshell, she is a loyal, optimistic cat with a roller coaster of still-developing emotions. On a day-to-day basis, she is sweet, cheerful, and an okay cat to be around, free to express her curiosity as an apprentice.

Skills | What is there to say? This mere kit's abilities are just beginning to show, as her personality is. Aside from being agile because of her age, Stripedpaw is naturally fast - mentally and physically - which will do her well when hunting and negotiating when she is much older. She isn't very strong, though, and her size and strength can easily be manipulated.

History | Smoke and Lily had always had a thing for each other, from the moment they first met as clanmates in Forestclan, to the present. They just 'clicked'. Always spending time together - chatting, playing when young, and even on patrols and while hunting - brought them as close as most mates. Moons went by like that, until Forestclan split up.

Distraught, Dawnpelt had left to become a loner somewhere more peaceful, without even telling Smoketail, and changed her name to Lily. Why, you may ask? She had realized she had kits by the slight bulge in her belly days before, and had been planning to leave ever since because she wasn't ready for that kind of responsibility yet. That day six moons ago was a perfect excuse to leave. Smoketail left too, heartbroken. Why would his true love do such a thing? He eventually found her lifeless,red stained body in a forest far away - he had then realized she had died giving birth. The gentle soul had been alone as it happened, no one to calm her down or help her through it.

It was a miracle that the kit survived, small and somewhat malnourished, a few hours later. The gray tabby had been found by Pineclan warriors, who willingly took her in. She was named Stripedkit. She had an average kithood among Pineclan and thinks of them as her own family now, as she will from now on, and is unaware of her parents' tragic histories. Smoke is still alive, roaming the forests nearby as a loner somewhere. Stripedpaw now hopes to become a great warrior, and be a cat worth having in Pineclan.

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