Post by Y u k i on Dec 31, 2009 22:46:42 GMT -5
Name:
I am named after that which falls from the sky. Water in the form of droplets, for that is what I represent. Rainpaw they call me, and my heart echoes the truth of it.
Age:
I have lived for nigh on seven moons. Seven times I have to able to see the moon at its prime. For I was born when the great orb hung high in the sky, glowing brightly.
Rank:
Recently I was given the rank of apprentice. Though I have felt I was always mature for my age, and am glad to finally be able to shed the mark of kithood.
Gender:
female
Clan:
I belong to the clan of shadows and intrigue. I revel in the mystery, and have become skilled at blending in.
Personality:
I was always the quiet one. Never speaking out, or losing my temper. Dark thoughts often trouble me, and I have a hard time with the others in the clan. I have a very even temper and believe that violence will never solve anything. This unfortunately leads to despair and often sadness. I feel that often I make mistakes that I shouldn’t. Sometimes my perception of things is skewed and as a result I often end often up doing things that are wrong. But I try to act like everything is all right. I treat my fellow clan members with respect and kindness. Despite this I feel like a failure. Occasionally this gives rise to the believe that this is not were I am meant to be
Description:
my white pelt is marred by several spots of black. Black outlines my eyes, and small black boots cover all four paws. my nose is also black. small specks of black cover my white fur randomly, giving a beautiful mottled effect. Black also runs across my ear, then in a stripe down my back all the way to the tip of my tail. I am small and fragile in size, but it helps me blend in. I have powerful back legs and small paws. But I have a lithe form, able to form perfect curves. My facial shape is akin to the great PantherClan. Bright sapphire blue eyes stand out, and often haunt cats that I look at.
History:
I was born to two loving parents. though my father is not known to me. My kithood was uneventful, and yet filled with misery. There is nothing noteworthy worth mentioning. Besides the hurt that other cats have given me. About one moon ago I was made an apprentice, and remain thus.
What I need doesn't matter, it is a lost cause