Post by :.:Silverleaf:.:Ebonyheart:.: on Oct 2, 2007 17:19:27 GMT -5
Name: Streampaw
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Clan:Darkclan
Codeword:--
Quick Description: A young, slender she-cat with medium blue eyes.
Physical Description: Streampaw is a blue eyed beauty, as her Mother would say, her blue eyes is basically where she got her name from. They are a medium blue. He pelt is brown and she is a tabby. Her claws are sharp, but not very long. Her ears are if perfect condition and her tail is fluffy. She has a petite build, alot smaller than most apprentices. Her fur is well kept and never will you find it ruffled. When she is wet he fur clings to her body, Streampaw hates this.
Personality: Streampaw thinks alot of herself and is very conscious. She hates when her fur is ruffled and she loves to clean herself. She is two-faced, one moon she is nice and the next she is mean. She believes that she is beautiful and she often thinks that anyone would fall in love with her. She doesn't really care if she follows the rules or not, it is not something that has to be done. She hates when others admire another apprentice instead of her. She likes to be the center of attention.
History: Streampaw was a small kit and from the moment she opened her eyes, her parents knew what to name her, Streamkit. Her Mother was much like Streampaw herself, always grooming herself and she usually thought alot about herself. Streampaw never knew her Father and her Mother had never told her, it was an unsolved mystery. Her Mother was the only kin she knew, so she followed in her footsteps. Vain, Two-faced.... When Streampaw became an apprentice she had been quite happy. When she had been an apprentice for several days she went back to the nursery only to find that her Mother wasn't there. So she followed the scent path and ventured into the woods, only to find the body of her Mother. She cried and sniffed her Mother's body, it smelled of rouge! She ran back to camp and told her leader and that night she shared tongues with her Mother one last time. After that night, she was determined to be who her Mother was, a role-model. Well to her anyways! Now she has been an apprentice for a moon and is enjoying it.
Role Play example: -- Look at my other bios.
Other: Could Streampaw be part of the plot?
Age: 7 moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Clan:Darkclan
Codeword:--
Quick Description: A young, slender she-cat with medium blue eyes.
Physical Description: Streampaw is a blue eyed beauty, as her Mother would say, her blue eyes is basically where she got her name from. They are a medium blue. He pelt is brown and she is a tabby. Her claws are sharp, but not very long. Her ears are if perfect condition and her tail is fluffy. She has a petite build, alot smaller than most apprentices. Her fur is well kept and never will you find it ruffled. When she is wet he fur clings to her body, Streampaw hates this.
Personality: Streampaw thinks alot of herself and is very conscious. She hates when her fur is ruffled and she loves to clean herself. She is two-faced, one moon she is nice and the next she is mean. She believes that she is beautiful and she often thinks that anyone would fall in love with her. She doesn't really care if she follows the rules or not, it is not something that has to be done. She hates when others admire another apprentice instead of her. She likes to be the center of attention.
History: Streampaw was a small kit and from the moment she opened her eyes, her parents knew what to name her, Streamkit. Her Mother was much like Streampaw herself, always grooming herself and she usually thought alot about herself. Streampaw never knew her Father and her Mother had never told her, it was an unsolved mystery. Her Mother was the only kin she knew, so she followed in her footsteps. Vain, Two-faced.... When Streampaw became an apprentice she had been quite happy. When she had been an apprentice for several days she went back to the nursery only to find that her Mother wasn't there. So she followed the scent path and ventured into the woods, only to find the body of her Mother. She cried and sniffed her Mother's body, it smelled of rouge! She ran back to camp and told her leader and that night she shared tongues with her Mother one last time. After that night, she was determined to be who her Mother was, a role-model. Well to her anyways! Now she has been an apprentice for a moon and is enjoying it.
Role Play example: -- Look at my other bios.
Other: Could Streampaw be part of the plot?