Post by CelestialStorywriter on May 29, 2009 4:43:18 GMT -8
Drew it myself
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Name;; Waterkit [kit;past name]/Waterpaw [apprentice;current name]/Watertail [warrior;future name]
Age;; 10 and a half moons
Gender;; She-cat
Clan;; AshClan
Rank;; Apprentice
Mentor;; Leapingtiger of AshClan (owned by Fallingmoon)
Appearence;;
Shorthaired, white fur with blue tabby tail, left back foot, back of neck, top of head, spot on back, and right back leg and right front leg. Dark blue eyes, grayish-black nose. Sleek, small, and speedy, not exactly strong.
She is a pretty, dainty little she-cat, but she would deny it if you told her that. She didn't think herself as pretty, but rather average.
Personality;;
Waterpaw is smart and cunning, but reserved. She doesn't talk much, but is also not afraid to speak her mind if something doesn't make sense to her. She feels she has the right to go against orders from her superiors if what they command is sounds wrong to her. For some reason, she does not seem to fear death. She has no quarrels with killing someone, and will probably not think much of it when she makes her first kill. Her thoughts are hidden from everyone else, and her face nor eyes reveal anything. She is unreadable. But she has a temper that could kill her someday, if she lashes out at the wrong cat. She can't stand idiotic, bubbly, naive cats, they drive her mad. It's a wonder how she didn't lose her mind while she was in the nursery. She can be very sarcastic and snappy when she wants to be, so don't make her mad or she'll unleash a most scathing rant at you.
Waterpaw is very loyal to her Clan, and will do whatever she can to protect it, even if that means murdering somebody. Does she want a mate? She is not sure. But she supposes she might gain a crush someday. Perhaps maybe, perhaps not. After all, love is something you must fight for. At least, that's what she believes.
When someone asks a question like, "StarClan, how could you let this happen?" Waterpaw fights the urge to scoff. StarClan had nothing to do with it. It was merely coincidence, or maybe it was fate. But it certainly wasn't StarClan. No, all they can do is warn you. Besides that, those fallen hold no value to her.
Her confidence in StarClan began to diminish when her mother did not visit her once, nor her father to apologize. She knows StarClan exists, but she does not care for them. She does not ask them for guidance. Not anymore.
She tries her best to ignore the cautious stares, but sometimes it becomes too much and she is forced to whip her head around and glare heatedly at whoever is looking at her. She still has nightmares, however, of when her father went mad...
Her heart grows colder every day.
History;;
Waterpaw's past is nothing out of the ordinary, really.
Except for the fact that when her mother died of greencough, her father went mad with grief and tried to commit suicide. After a few weeks of the Clan watching his behavior, they deemed him as a threat to the Clan after he almost attacked Waterkit, his own and only daughter. They forced him to eat deathberries, killing him quickly.
Now the Clan keeps a wary, cautious eye on Waterpaw, fearing that she may also lose it too.
Roleplay Example;;
"Father, father please!" Waterkit begged, sobbing uncontrollably as her father advanced towards her. His eyes were wide, with a mad glint in them. He said nothing.
Suddenly he let out a loud yelp as another body crashed into his. A Clanmate! Waterkit realized. She was safe! "What are you doing?!" The cat snarled in her father's face. "Have you completely lost your mind this time?!" Waterkit felt herself being snatched away by a powerful set of jaws, and was carried away to safety.
She was bleeding, there were numerous scratches all over her body. Her entire body ached. But as the yowls and vicious snarls behind her became more distant and muffled, she found herself falling unconscious...
...Only to wake up in the apprentice's den, realizing it was all just another nightmare.
