Post by Sargent_Ramirez on Mar 30, 2013 16:06:33 GMT -5
Name: Whinchatpaw
Desired Clan Streamclan
Desired Rank Apprentice
Appearance: Dark brown tom with a pink nose, sharp yellow/green eyes, black markings, a tick in his ear from a thorn in the nursery, and a white chin, like left over milk from the bowl while his tail tip fades into the darkness of the shadow[Long story short his tail is just black at the tip. XD] This tom can easily be hidden in the barks of the trees.
Size: Unknown
Personality: Having the parents unknown this dark pelted tom loves attention but not too much, he rather loves when a warrior or queen acts motherly towards him. He does not prefer a crowd, but enjoys playing with ranks lower than him, and enjoys to show off, but not all the time! He can be easily jealous, it's nothing the apprentice enjoys, but he can't help it.
History: When he was a newborn kit Whinchatpaw was always one to just cuddle up against his mother, not one to explore, he didn't care too much about what was outside of the nursery though sometimes he would wonder. Slowly growing into the adventurous kind.
In his early apprentice moon the tom would try his best to make leader and everyone around him happy, no matter what he did he would always think; Would this make them proud of me? All he wants it is to make them happy.
As the apprentice he still is now Whinchatpaw enjoys to hunt whatever he can, he almost enjoys a good story telling from the warriors or Elders.
Roleplay Sample:
As the dark apprentice padded towards the sound of water he crouched down, quietly dipped his head to lap up droplets that quiet feel into the tiny puddle below him, breaking the glass looking water with each lap his tongue would break the surface of the quiet water.
His yellow/green gaze would flicker at the movement in the shadow, slowly lifting his head the dark apprentice glanced around, only to get hit in the face with the scents of a woodmouse, narrowing his eyes the tom crouched, crawling towards it. Stopping once the scent was almost in front of him he took a quiet breathe, leaping quickly forward at the prey. Landing on top of it though just as he let out a quiet hiss it wiggled free from his grasp, jerking his head up and dashing forward he darted towards it once more, only to have it roll head over heel, before the woodmouse could get up the apprentice leaned down, snapping it's neck. [Sorry it's derpy I'm not I the mood for making a bio, I wanted to get this over with. ^^;.]
Extra: Nothing. c:
