Post by Nightfall on Feb 3, 2010 22:55:27 GMT -5
Name |
Gender | tom.
Age | 8 moons.
Rank | apprentice.
Clan | meadowclan.
Beliefs| Ashpaw, being born a kittypet, has absolutely no love for starclan. Its not as if he makes this known, though. Heck, absolutely no one knows. But seriously, starry cats in the sky giving the leaders and medicine cats of the clans visions, prophecies, and dreams? Who made that crap up? Cause it sounds way too much like make-believe.
Parents | aries - adoptive mother.
thunder - adoptive father.
biological parents unknown.
Siblings | Had several other brothers and sisters, but they are all unknown.
Other Kin | none known.
Mate | Ew. She cats. No.
Crush | ... no.
Kits | Definitely not. Ew.
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet, but he hopes he'll get one that understands him.
Appearance | Upon first glance many cats think that ashpaw is a kit. He's not. He's just a little undersized.
Wait, a little undersized? How about tiny?
Ashpaw still has his kit fur, making his coat very fluffy and poofy. His back is completely grey with darker grey stripes, and all four of his legs and paws are completely white. His ears are rather large, and his tail is fairly long and snake-like, giving him great balance.
His bright kit-like olive eyes are the things that make him so cute and adorable to look at, though. They're quite big, and tend to sparkle no matter what.
Personality | Ashpaw is a terribly happy cat, mimicking his cute image. He does not enjoy voicing his opinion, and is quite a pushover. He's also paranoid - of the trees, of the stars, of big cats that can step on him, of everything. Even the prey scares him. This makes him a rather terrible hunter and fighter, and sadly, nobody expects him to get over it any time soon.
In battle, he tends to just dart around, trying not to get injured. Because he's so small, getting injured could be life-threatening. But, he manages to pull through, no matter what.
Skills | As mentioned before, ashpaw is terrible at hunting and fighting due to his paranoia of everything. Tracking, however, is a completely different thing.
Ashpaw loves to explore. Sure, he may be afraid of everything, but that doesn't mean he can't like exploring, does it? Using his master nose, he can manuever easily of streams and rivers, over grass and vegetation, over everything in sight!
To go along with this good skill, ashpaw has amazing speed and balance, and seems to have a built in compass in his head.
Lucky guy.
History | Ashpaw was born as a kittypet. He was the runt of the litter, and never seemed to grow. Soon enough, his twoleg owners threw him out. He was tossed into the forest, and, just his luck, a rogue came by. He was brought to a nursing queen, who, upon seeing him, exclaimed, "He's so tiny!".
He grew a little, though not by much. His adoptive father worked him hard, attempting to train him. It didn't seem to work. Soon, after his adoptive father' attempts, the now-named-little-kit named gray developed his paranoia after watching his father fight away some foxes, where he nearly died.
Sadly, the celebration was short-lived. Thunder's wounds became infected, and he died. Gray was heartbroken, as was aries. She died soon after when she stopped eating, and her kits died with her. Gay, however, with determination, survived and left the place he called home. He was seven moons old.
However, the going was rough, and after a moon of little mouse hunting, panic attacks and fighting off greencough, gray's body had had enough. He collapsed into the freezing cold snow, believing he would never wake up again.
He did, however. in a warm, comfortable den filled with strange smells and things. A cat was there, telling him that he was going to be okay.
Once he had recovered, he had been given a choice. To leave or to stay.
There he stayed.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp