Post by Ravǝn. on Mar 2, 2007 15:43:47 GMT -5
Name: Ramblepaw and Rusticpaw
Gender: she-cat, tom
Clan: River
Rank: apprentices
Pic/Description: Ramblepaw: A light brown tabby with a white chest and muzzle, she has white paws and a white ringed tail. Her eyes are as green as a forest in newleaf. Her body is perfect for getting through those tigh places. Her light brown fur is short so that she doesn't get stuck in ferns and brushs. She looks like every other cat, but her eyes make her stand out.
Rusticpaw: HE has a bright rusty colored coat her is rather large for being an apprenticve but her uses it to his advantage. His back claws are larger than his front claws and he uses this to help him climb trees. his eyes are a dull green with some gold in them. His white paws make the rest of his pelt stand out, but he blends in really well to his surroundings in the autumn times.
Personality: Ramblepaw: She is a playful kit who will do anything for a laugh. She seems to harmonize anything she joins. She has a lovely voice that is as beautiful as a bubbling brook, but sometimes cats think she talks too much. She loves to run as well and will run just to get a fresh breathe of air. She has always had a bond with water, and loves to talk walks besides it.
Rusticpaw: He loves to hunt! He also like his sister loves to run, but he puts his skills to more use than his sister. He looks out for his sister contuneusly and will never let anything bad happen to her. He has looked after her ever since the thunderpath accedent and will not let her have a bad time. His mentor is very proud of his hunting accopmilisments.
History: They are clan born but their father and mother were killed in a thunderpath accident and now they only has the clan to look after them. They barely ecaped with their life, and Ramblepaw was scared with a small scar on her left ear. Their brother, Browniekit, and sister, Drizzlekit, were killed. Ramblepaw sometimes still has nightmares about that night. Her brother twin brither Rusticpaw still trys to keep her mind of the accendent. He still has trouble keeping it out of his own mind. He still has flash backs of that day when they had been taking a walk, and a storm had started and they had dashed across the road after a leaf that had been blowing and soon the accentident was real. What Rusticpaw doesn't know is that Ramblepaw had been haveing dreams about such a thing happening. When it did she was horror stricken and was rather scilent for days. No one could get a word out of her. Util on day when she had been walking she saw a kit picked up in a hawks talons, and had dashed forward directing the kit in what to do. Soon she saved the kit and was talking again. Everyone was surprised when she came into camp carring the kit in her jaws and yelling for help. She has recovered some of the way, but still she has trouble whenever someone brings it up.
Gender: she-cat, tom
Clan: River
Rank: apprentices
Pic/Description: Ramblepaw: A light brown tabby with a white chest and muzzle, she has white paws and a white ringed tail. Her eyes are as green as a forest in newleaf. Her body is perfect for getting through those tigh places. Her light brown fur is short so that she doesn't get stuck in ferns and brushs. She looks like every other cat, but her eyes make her stand out.
Rusticpaw: HE has a bright rusty colored coat her is rather large for being an apprenticve but her uses it to his advantage. His back claws are larger than his front claws and he uses this to help him climb trees. his eyes are a dull green with some gold in them. His white paws make the rest of his pelt stand out, but he blends in really well to his surroundings in the autumn times.
Personality: Ramblepaw: She is a playful kit who will do anything for a laugh. She seems to harmonize anything she joins. She has a lovely voice that is as beautiful as a bubbling brook, but sometimes cats think she talks too much. She loves to run as well and will run just to get a fresh breathe of air. She has always had a bond with water, and loves to talk walks besides it.
Rusticpaw: He loves to hunt! He also like his sister loves to run, but he puts his skills to more use than his sister. He looks out for his sister contuneusly and will never let anything bad happen to her. He has looked after her ever since the thunderpath accedent and will not let her have a bad time. His mentor is very proud of his hunting accopmilisments.
History: They are clan born but their father and mother were killed in a thunderpath accident and now they only has the clan to look after them. They barely ecaped with their life, and Ramblepaw was scared with a small scar on her left ear. Their brother, Browniekit, and sister, Drizzlekit, were killed. Ramblepaw sometimes still has nightmares about that night. Her brother twin brither Rusticpaw still trys to keep her mind of the accendent. He still has trouble keeping it out of his own mind. He still has flash backs of that day when they had been taking a walk, and a storm had started and they had dashed across the road after a leaf that had been blowing and soon the accentident was real. What Rusticpaw doesn't know is that Ramblepaw had been haveing dreams about such a thing happening. When it did she was horror stricken and was rather scilent for days. No one could get a word out of her. Util on day when she had been walking she saw a kit picked up in a hawks talons, and had dashed forward directing the kit in what to do. Soon she saved the kit and was talking again. Everyone was surprised when she came into camp carring the kit in her jaws and yelling for help. She has recovered some of the way, but still she has trouble whenever someone brings it up.
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Accepted
