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Post by [ b u t t e r f l y ] on Oct 2, 2005 8:12:34 GMT -5
Name: Whisperpaw
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Apprentice (no, she's a kit.
Jeez. xDDD)
Personality: Quiet and shy, Whisperpaw only talk the basics. To meet a cat she may say "Hi, I'm Whisperpaw," and leave it at that. She is like a ghost, slipping from shadow to shadow, and it's very hard to hear her pawsteps. This makes her an extraordinary hunter, though, because the prey cannot hear her coming. Whisperpaw is never arrogant or prideful, for she believes this will bring her nothing in life.
Picture(optional):
Description: Whisperpaw is a gray and white tabby. Her fur is gray-ish white, with white tabby stripes all along it. Her eyes are a pale, pale, blue. Almost so pale they look almost white. Her tail is bobbed, and her fur is longer than most forest cats's. She is very light-weight, which is why her footsteps are so quiet.
History: Born a kittypet, Whisperpaw is a pixie bob mix. Her mother was a pure bred pixie bob, and her father was a Clan cat. Her fur color and weight comes from her father's side, while her mother's side gave her her short tail and quiet disposition. Since she wasn't purebred, her mother's twolegs wanted her dead. With a quick farewell to her mother, Whisperpaw ran off to join her father in his Clan.
IC: Whisperpaw crept along, her eyes on the rabbit. The rabbit didn't even detect her, so was her style. Whisperpaw didn't dwell on this, pushing the pride back. Pride won't bring you anything but arrogance and trouble, she reminded herself, and continued creeping closer to the rabbit. The rabbit didn't even detect her at the last second, as she pushed lightly off the ground to sail through the air and kill her prey with one swipe.
Codeword: *taken out*
Other: Later I will make her father. Just...not today.
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Rank: Apprentice (no, she's a kit.
Jeez. xDDD)Personality: Quiet and shy, Whisperpaw only talk the basics. To meet a cat she may say "Hi, I'm Whisperpaw," and leave it at that. She is like a ghost, slipping from shadow to shadow, and it's very hard to hear her pawsteps. This makes her an extraordinary hunter, though, because the prey cannot hear her coming. Whisperpaw is never arrogant or prideful, for she believes this will bring her nothing in life.
Picture(optional):
Description: Whisperpaw is a gray and white tabby. Her fur is gray-ish white, with white tabby stripes all along it. Her eyes are a pale, pale, blue. Almost so pale they look almost white. Her tail is bobbed, and her fur is longer than most forest cats's. She is very light-weight, which is why her footsteps are so quiet.
History: Born a kittypet, Whisperpaw is a pixie bob mix. Her mother was a pure bred pixie bob, and her father was a Clan cat. Her fur color and weight comes from her father's side, while her mother's side gave her her short tail and quiet disposition. Since she wasn't purebred, her mother's twolegs wanted her dead. With a quick farewell to her mother, Whisperpaw ran off to join her father in his Clan.
IC: Whisperpaw crept along, her eyes on the rabbit. The rabbit didn't even detect her, so was her style. Whisperpaw didn't dwell on this, pushing the pride back. Pride won't bring you anything but arrogance and trouble, she reminded herself, and continued creeping closer to the rabbit. The rabbit didn't even detect her at the last second, as she pushed lightly off the ground to sail through the air and kill her prey with one swipe.
Codeword: *taken out*
Other: Later I will make her father. Just...not today.
