Post by Starpaw on Oct 14, 2007 17:24:19 GMT -5
Name: Poppypaw
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: HiddenClan
Looks: Poppypaw is a pretty, dark tabby she-cat with a white underbelly. The tip of her tail is white, too. She has a startling bright green eyes. Her claws are dark and sharp. Three of her whiskers were snapped off long ago.
Personality: Poppypaw is a charming cat, and can usually get other cats to do things for her even though she never does it. She loves fun and adventure and doesn't mind getting in trouble. Poppypaw is never shy around other cats, and always gives her opinion even if nobody wants to know it. She loves to hunt and is a good fighter. Poppypaw has no ambition in being a Clan leader, (but she would not mind if some cat named her one.)
History: Poppypaw was born in the Clan, but her father died before she was born, and her mother had left the Clan as well as Poppypaw. Poppypaw went to go after her, but lost three whiskers when she met a rouge. The rouge's attack had made her unconscious, and when she woke, she was in the middle of a field. A loner had found her lying on the ground and took her to their territory. A patrol of HiddenClanners were out when Poppypaw was taking a walk. The HiddenClanners smelled a faint trace of HiddenClan scent on her, so they took her back to HiddenClan.
IC: Poppypaw felt a hard, painful blow at the base of her skull, and that was the last feeling she had for a while. What seemed like moons, she finally woke up. A white she-cat was looking down at her. Poppypaw sat up, a bit of the pain gone from her head. " Sorry I couldn't take much of the pain away, healing is not my best skill" the mysterious white cat said. Poppypaw stared at her. Who was she? That was the question whirling around in her head. The cat looked confused, then smiled. " I should have introduced myself, sorry. I'm Misty." Misty's blue eyes where glowing with warmth.
Poppypaw woke up as a cat nudged her. It was Jaypaw. " Wake up, Poppypaw. Your in the dawn patrol." he said. Poppypaw nodded and trotted out the den entrance. All day long Poppypaw tried not to think about the kind loner whom Poppypaw had abandoned.
Kin: None (that she knows of)
Crush: Jaypaw
Other: Misty
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: HiddenClan
Looks: Poppypaw is a pretty, dark tabby she-cat with a white underbelly. The tip of her tail is white, too. She has a startling bright green eyes. Her claws are dark and sharp. Three of her whiskers were snapped off long ago.
Personality: Poppypaw is a charming cat, and can usually get other cats to do things for her even though she never does it. She loves fun and adventure and doesn't mind getting in trouble. Poppypaw is never shy around other cats, and always gives her opinion even if nobody wants to know it. She loves to hunt and is a good fighter. Poppypaw has no ambition in being a Clan leader, (but she would not mind if some cat named her one.)
History: Poppypaw was born in the Clan, but her father died before she was born, and her mother had left the Clan as well as Poppypaw. Poppypaw went to go after her, but lost three whiskers when she met a rouge. The rouge's attack had made her unconscious, and when she woke, she was in the middle of a field. A loner had found her lying on the ground and took her to their territory. A patrol of HiddenClanners were out when Poppypaw was taking a walk. The HiddenClanners smelled a faint trace of HiddenClan scent on her, so they took her back to HiddenClan.
IC: Poppypaw felt a hard, painful blow at the base of her skull, and that was the last feeling she had for a while. What seemed like moons, she finally woke up. A white she-cat was looking down at her. Poppypaw sat up, a bit of the pain gone from her head. " Sorry I couldn't take much of the pain away, healing is not my best skill" the mysterious white cat said. Poppypaw stared at her. Who was she? That was the question whirling around in her head. The cat looked confused, then smiled. " I should have introduced myself, sorry. I'm Misty." Misty's blue eyes where glowing with warmth.
Poppypaw woke up as a cat nudged her. It was Jaypaw. " Wake up, Poppypaw. Your in the dawn patrol." he said. Poppypaw nodded and trotted out the den entrance. All day long Poppypaw tried not to think about the kind loner whom Poppypaw had abandoned.
Kin: None (that she knows of)
Crush: Jaypaw
Other: Misty