Post by Eagleh on Feb 6, 2009 22:06:52 GMT -5
Name
Rippedpaw
Gender
She-cat
Clan
WindClan
Rank
Medicine Cat Apprentice
Peltage
A tabby she-cat with bright green eyes. She is unusually small for her age, with a shortened tail which was once caught in a fox trap.
She has a white sock on her right forepaw, and several more white points on her ears, tail and muzzle. Muscles ripple under her pelt, showing the strength beneath her dainty exterior. Alltogether she is an impressive cat, her dainty paws, bright eyes and silky pelt making her fairly good-looking.
Personality
Rippedpaw is prickly, sarcastic and hard to get along with. She rarely listens to anybody but her mentor, insisting more than often that they can't tell her what to do. Her humour comes from the sufferings of others more than anything else, but deep down, she is loyal to her friends and family. She wouldn't ever think of being anything except loyal to her clan, however difficult she may be.
History
Rippedpaw was born to a queen of WindClan, and knew from a very young age she was destined to be a medicine cat. At six moons, she was taken on as medicine cat apprentice. She is a very talented apprentice, and has a strong bond with StarClan. Only moons into her training, she was out hunting, and caught her tail in a fox trap. Her mentor did the best they could, but her tail was stuck being permernantly shortened, only a little more than a stump.
IC
Rippedpaw crept along the forest surface, the tall grasses brushing her tabby pelt. "I've got you now," she breathed, and pounced onto the mouse she had been stalking. It gave a squeak and scurried away, leaving Rippedpaw with empty paws. But she was difficult; the she-cat darted after the mouse, intent on bringing something back for her mentor. A sudden pain started in her tail and shot up her spine. She gasped as her tail screamed in agony. She shot a look behind her, and her heart lurched. A tight, silver ring was squeezing her tail, bringing streams of blood running down her tail and dripping onto the undergrowth. "Help!" she yowled in panic, struggling to be free from the trap. But the more she struggled, the more blood came. Finally when she was beginning to feel dizzy, a patrol of warriors approached. "Rippedpaw!" cried one of the warriors, and they all set to work freeing her tail from the trap. Rippedpaw felt faint as she slowly lost blood. She closed her eyes, and everything went black.
Other
I'd like her to become Rippedtail later. Y'know, for her ripped tail. xD
Password
Noooone.
Rippedpaw
Gender
She-cat
Clan
WindClan
Rank
Medicine Cat Apprentice
Peltage
A tabby she-cat with bright green eyes. She is unusually small for her age, with a shortened tail which was once caught in a fox trap.
She has a white sock on her right forepaw, and several more white points on her ears, tail and muzzle. Muscles ripple under her pelt, showing the strength beneath her dainty exterior. Alltogether she is an impressive cat, her dainty paws, bright eyes and silky pelt making her fairly good-looking.
Personality
Rippedpaw is prickly, sarcastic and hard to get along with. She rarely listens to anybody but her mentor, insisting more than often that they can't tell her what to do. Her humour comes from the sufferings of others more than anything else, but deep down, she is loyal to her friends and family. She wouldn't ever think of being anything except loyal to her clan, however difficult she may be.
History
Rippedpaw was born to a queen of WindClan, and knew from a very young age she was destined to be a medicine cat. At six moons, she was taken on as medicine cat apprentice. She is a very talented apprentice, and has a strong bond with StarClan. Only moons into her training, she was out hunting, and caught her tail in a fox trap. Her mentor did the best they could, but her tail was stuck being permernantly shortened, only a little more than a stump.
IC
Rippedpaw crept along the forest surface, the tall grasses brushing her tabby pelt. "I've got you now," she breathed, and pounced onto the mouse she had been stalking. It gave a squeak and scurried away, leaving Rippedpaw with empty paws. But she was difficult; the she-cat darted after the mouse, intent on bringing something back for her mentor. A sudden pain started in her tail and shot up her spine. She gasped as her tail screamed in agony. She shot a look behind her, and her heart lurched. A tight, silver ring was squeezing her tail, bringing streams of blood running down her tail and dripping onto the undergrowth. "Help!" she yowled in panic, struggling to be free from the trap. But the more she struggled, the more blood came. Finally when she was beginning to feel dizzy, a patrol of warriors approached. "Rippedpaw!" cried one of the warriors, and they all set to work freeing her tail from the trap. Rippedpaw felt faint as she slowly lost blood. She closed her eyes, and everything went black.
Other
I'd like her to become Rippedtail later. Y'know, for her ripped tail. xD
Password
Noooone.
