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Post by Shattered on Jun 14, 2008 13:23:24 GMT -5
Name -- Rustedpaw Age -- 6 moons Gender -- Tom Alignment -- Good Clan -- WillowClan Rank -- Apprentice Picture -- None Appearance -- He is small for his age, hardy apprentice size, still more of a kit. His youthful featres aren't really gone either; his kit fur, still fluffy and soft, makes up most of his pelt, and his eyes aere still too large and too round for his face. Still, he has the makings of a good looking tom once he gets a little older. He is built small too, hardly any muscle, yet this is soon to develop too in his apprentice years. He is very lean and his legs are very long, which makes running, and walking, akward. Since his tail is shorter than most cats, this makes balancing even more of a difficult job. His pelt is a rusty orange color, hence his name. In the sun it shines brilliantly, but elsewhere, it is rather dingy. His eyes are a deep yellow, and wide and round, as if he is always curious. Short Description -- a rusty orange tom with wide yellow eyes Personality -- Rustedpaw is still stuck in that phase where it is akward speaking to anyone. It's not that he is anti-social and weird, it's just that he is a little shy, and he doesn't want to embarress himself when speaking to others. However, this plan never work and he does end up looking like a fool. He is friendly though, when you break through his shyness. In fact, he is a really good friend, never to tell your secret or betray you. He is a good listener too, and he doesn't mind having to sit and listen to other's problems. He isn't a rulebreaker and he obeys adults and superiors, so despite his shyness, he is a good little apprentice. History -- His parents both belonged to ValleyClan before he was born. When the Clans split up, they stayed together as loners near the old territory. His mother had been pregnant at the time, so just a few months after, he was born. He had no siblings, and so his parents loved him more than anything else. When he turned four moons, his father died, sending his mother into a deep depression. He wanted to be with her, but he decided it would be better to off alone instead of bothering her. For two moons he wandered alone, meeting other loners and such, until wandering back into his parent's old home, the camp of WillowClan. Lineage -- I don't feel like thinking of names for mommy and daddy. . . RP Sample -- No.
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Post by [don't]fear[the]reaper on Jun 14, 2008 18:32:07 GMT -5
Accepted?
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Post by Shattered on Jun 14, 2008 21:38:10 GMT -5
Yes.
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Post by [don't]fear[the]reaper on Jun 14, 2008 22:10:29 GMT -5
As a noob might say: "t3h sw33tness".
But I'm lame. So I'll justsay: "Kick as.s."
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