Post by Seastorm on Jul 27, 2008 19:40:25 GMT -5
[Name]
. Pitchpaw
[Clan]
. EmeraldClan
[Rank]
. Apprentice
[Gender]
. She-cat
[Age]
. 7 moons
[Appearence]
Pitchpaw, as her name hints towards, is your generic black cat. Short, pitch black fur covers her body from nose to tail tip. Vibrant yellow eyes seem to flash from her dark fur, and I assure you, they miss nothing. While Pitchpaw is the average size for a half-grown cat, she is also little thinner, which makes her seem smaller; there's no fat on this cat, if there is any on other cats that have to fight to live and hunt for their own food, and even though her jet black fur does a good job of hiding her body structure, one can tell in daylight just how scrawny she really is.
[Personality]
If there was one word to describe Pitchfang, it'd be scared. She's terrified of being alone, and yet she's scared silly that anyone and everyone around her might hurt her. Even her siblings. She is also terrified of water for reasons beyond her comprehension.
She doesn't much like chaos either. Stick her in the middle of a huge brawl between two or more clans and she'll get confused pretty easily. Her sharp eyesight and hearing turn against her here, so that she can barely focus on who's attacking her, if anyone. Hunting is by far her best game, for she has all the patience in the world to wait out her prey.
Outside the world of tooth and claw, however, Pitchfang is a whirlwind of emotions. She can never seem to get her attitude straight; one minute it seems like she would enjoy spending time with you, and the next you get an annoyed hiss in your general direction. "Confusing" is definitely the next best word to describe her personality. But she doesn't do it on purpose: she's just as confused as you are. She's struggling to figure out her identity, who she wants to be. Half the time she wants to be the distant, enigmatic loner, and the other half she reaches out, looking for a friend. The cold truth is, she's just scared silly someone'll take advantage of her. She's looking for a balance between the Pitch on the inside and the fang on the outside.
[History]
Pitchpaw's parents were both, quite frankly, emo and angsty. They're happy, now that they've found each other, but it seems their natural loner attitude has rubbed off on their daughter. Neither parent has any idea why she's so terrified of everything.
As an apprentice, Pitchpaw's outlook hasn't changed. Her mentor hopes to snap her out of...whatever mindset she's locked herself into.
. Pitchpaw
[Clan]
. EmeraldClan
[Rank]
. Apprentice
[Gender]
. She-cat
[Age]
. 7 moons
[Appearence]
Pitchpaw, as her name hints towards, is your generic black cat. Short, pitch black fur covers her body from nose to tail tip. Vibrant yellow eyes seem to flash from her dark fur, and I assure you, they miss nothing. While Pitchpaw is the average size for a half-grown cat, she is also little thinner, which makes her seem smaller; there's no fat on this cat, if there is any on other cats that have to fight to live and hunt for their own food, and even though her jet black fur does a good job of hiding her body structure, one can tell in daylight just how scrawny she really is.
[Personality]
If there was one word to describe Pitchfang, it'd be scared. She's terrified of being alone, and yet she's scared silly that anyone and everyone around her might hurt her. Even her siblings. She is also terrified of water for reasons beyond her comprehension.
She doesn't much like chaos either. Stick her in the middle of a huge brawl between two or more clans and she'll get confused pretty easily. Her sharp eyesight and hearing turn against her here, so that she can barely focus on who's attacking her, if anyone. Hunting is by far her best game, for she has all the patience in the world to wait out her prey.
Outside the world of tooth and claw, however, Pitchfang is a whirlwind of emotions. She can never seem to get her attitude straight; one minute it seems like she would enjoy spending time with you, and the next you get an annoyed hiss in your general direction. "Confusing" is definitely the next best word to describe her personality. But she doesn't do it on purpose: she's just as confused as you are. She's struggling to figure out her identity, who she wants to be. Half the time she wants to be the distant, enigmatic loner, and the other half she reaches out, looking for a friend. The cold truth is, she's just scared silly someone'll take advantage of her. She's looking for a balance between the Pitch on the inside and the fang on the outside.
[History]
Pitchpaw's parents were both, quite frankly, emo and angsty. They're happy, now that they've found each other, but it seems their natural loner attitude has rubbed off on their daughter. Neither parent has any idea why she's so terrified of everything.
As an apprentice, Pitchpaw's outlook hasn't changed. Her mentor hopes to snap her out of...whatever mindset she's locked herself into.
