Post by topaz on Sept 5, 2009 21:57:45 GMT -5
If you haven't danced with the devil...
--you haven't met Sparrowpaw.
Name |
Gender | She-cat
Age | 10 moons
Rank |
Clan | MeadowClan
Beliefs| Sparrowpaw, like many of her clanmates, finds StarClan only partially believable. Sure, she can understand the idea of ancestors watching over her, but these cats being able to control her destiny? Psh, she's the only one who can do that.
Parents | Goldenfur - Mother [Deceased, NP] Brown-nose - Father [deceased, NP]
Siblings | Only child
Other Kin | None
Mate | Not yet
Crush | Not yet
Kits | Not yet
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet
Appearance | Light, almost tannish brown colored fur coats the young Sparrowpaw. Her stripes, a darker brown, wrap around her body like bands on a wrist. Her long, slightly darker tail has thicker rings on it, quite like a raccoon. The tip is white, as are all four of her dainty paws. The stripes on her light brown legs turn a deep ginger color, as do the stripes on her chest. As for her head, her ears and bottom jaw take on a sandy color that can be found in patches around the rest of her fur. Her tiny pink nose is surrounded by medium-long white whiskers. Above them are two, enchantingly brilliant green eyes, almost impossible in eye color.
Sparrowpaw is quite the tiny she-cat. All her limbs are thin, and her legs are some-what short. Her head is small, and she is lithe in build. Though she is short, her body is long and stalking is much easier. Sparrowpaw stands at 7 inches high, weighing around 6 pounds.
Personality | Though she is tiny in size, Sparrowpaw is one never to be underestimated. She strives to be feared, or in some cases, respected. She feels the only way to gain attention, trust, and awe is to be fierce. This has made Sparrowpaw cold, unwelcoming, and rude. She feels this is how she should act, and does a good job, besides the fact that she enjoys it.
Sparrowpaw enjoys tormenting others. Her snide comments and vicious actions cause distress in many cats of her clan. Her sharp tongue is never held back; she speaks her mind constantly, and nothing on her mind is ever nice. Her aggressive tone is menacing, and she's never afraid to be vicious, cruel, or to toy with one's mind. She has a way of getting into another cat's head, practically reading their past or minds and using it against them. It's what makes her so vicious.
As a spiteful young she-cat, Sparrowpaw is very anti-social and continuously leaves the camp for periods of time to get away. The stupidity of warriors and their warrior code gets under her skin, and she constantly needs to take breaks from pretending that she follows it as well. Though there is a weak loyalty in her heart for MeadowClan, never in her life will she make it known.
Skills | Even though her skills are still developing, Sparrowpaw has proven to be a skilled hunter. One of the main reasons she can hunt well is because of her intense skill in stalking. As if she melts into the shadows, it is her most favored skill and she uses it often. Also, Sparrowpaw can easily get into another cat's head, if that can be considered a skill.
History | The first thing Sparrowpaw can remember is waking up in a dingy old home by a forest. There were two young twolegs who named her Scooter, thinking she was a tom. They harassed her, kicking her and dropping her like almost every young boy does to their pets. She was beaten, thrown, and tormented, though her tormentors did not realize what they were really doing.
One evening, the grown-ups were having a party. Scooter, desperate for freedom, scooted out the sliding door silently as two-legs came in and out. She bolted into the forest, hoping that there will be some way that she survives.
Being a young and non-experienced cat, Scooter learned to stay in the shadows whenever she could to avoide contact, which eventually led to a fight or death. She traveled for just a few moons, until a group of cats told her of the clans. Tired of sneaking around everywhere, she decided to join, taking the name of Sparrowpaw.
Today, the only reason she is in the clans is to be safe. Her past has scarred her, making her want to torment all like her former owners once did. She still likes to hide in the shadows, her mind being wrecked by the two-legs she once lived with. Her bond with MeadowClan isn't strong, but she would never leave. She needs a courageous warrior to teach her to be loyal, a good warrior, and most importantly, to be happy once again.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp