Post by /|¤Painty¤|\ on Feb 24, 2007 21:58:19 GMT -5
Name:
Rowanpaw
Age:
7 moons
Clan:
ThunderClan
Gender:
She-cat
Rank:
ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice
Color/Description:
Rowanpaw is a ginger and white patched she-cat. Her fur is softer than silk itself and very short. Eyes soft and swift like a cloud, yet dark as an amber night. Rowanpaw is rather skinny for her age, but her legs are slender and swift as her eyes. Because of this, she can jump long distances as well as climb trees. Her claws are pure white, and her tail stronger than most. Rowanpaw can lift herbs and other objects with her tail, but its normal size. Oddly, Rowanpaw can sleep in strange positions.
Eye Color:
Amber
Personality:
Rowanpaw is always eager to learn more. She is usually patient and not so easily tempered. She gives great advice and is always trying to look on the bright side. Rowanpaw has the gentlest touch, as well can cheer anyone up. She experiments with herbs all the time to try to create a better cure, but most times just ruins the herbs and have to scavenge around to replace them. Rowanpaw gets involved in all sorts situations, thinking she can correct them all. She loves the wind through her pelt, making her shiver from time to time. But the thing she loves the most is to heal. It cheers Rowanpaw up when a cat leaves feeling better than when they entered. She tries to learn from her mistakes and from other cats as well.
History:
Rowanpaw is unknown. She just one day showed up with no queen beside her. She contained a scent of ThunderClan, but no other cat. A queen eagerly accepted her in, since she had lost one of her own kits. Rowanpaw grew up quiet and different from other kits. She never played, instead she ran away from the nursery. Every time found, Rowanpaw was next to herbs. The Clan saw it as a sign from StarClan for her to be a Medicine Cat of ThunderClan. They asked her why she ran off, she said that a warrior told her to go that direction. They never found that warrior and knew it was defiantly a sign.
Before the ceremony, another kit was in love with Rowanpaw. He was planning out their whole future and their future kits name. "Mind if we name every kit that looks like me be named after me?" he had said. Rowanpaw gave him the death stare and kicked him into the mud.
At the ceremony, she was appointed a med. cat apprentice. At first, she whined and complained that she wanted to be a warrior. Then it all changed when she cured a sick cat from whitecough. Rowanpaw then wanted to learn more and more, all she could squeeze in her head.
Example of Rping:
"Come on Glowpelt, I really want to go to the Moonstone!" cry came out, echoing of the entrance of a den.
"No Rowanpaw. I need you to stay here and keep an eye on Longarrow. He has a horrible stomach ache." her mentor meowed gently. Eyes glowing deeply on the still air. "I'll be back soon."
"Fine." Rowanpaw mumbled. Her ginger and white patched fur disappearing into the shadows of the den..
She came across Longarrow, lying peacefully down. He soon rose his head and meowed, "Hey Rowanpaw. Do you have any more Watermint?"
Rowanpaw whipped around and saw the black and white cat. "Ya, hold on." she mewed. She paced toward the piles of herbs. And idea suddenly popped in her head. Rowanpaw returned with all sorts of herbs. "Mix Watermint, Juniper, Chervil, and a Poppy Seed." she ordered herself, as she chewed them up into a mixture.
"Whoa. Easy with the herbs." Longarrow meowed, eyes wide.
"There. Eat some of this then rest, trust me it'll help with your bellyache." Rowanpaw rashly meowed as she left the den.
Rowanpaw leaped from tree to tree following her mentor. She landed on the ground as soon as she ran out of trees. Rowanpaw crept along the ferns, staying hidden from Glowpelt.
She soon successfully made it to the Moonstone without being caught, but as soon as she reached the entrance, a voice echoed from the walls.
"Rowanpaw, what are you doing here? Your supposed to be watching Longarrow." came a questioned, but yet sweet voice.
Busted, Rowanpaw laid her tail down head drooping, defeated. "Sorry Glowpelt. I really wanted to hear from StarClan. I put a bunch of herbs next to Longarrow in case his pain was acting up again. I guess I'll head back now." she meowed disappointedly.
"Wait Rowanpaw." Glowpelt meowed. "I guess while your here, you can share dreams with StarClan."
Rowanpaw let a yowl of triumph and followed her mentor in the cave, swallowed by the shadows.
Secret Word:
Kits Rock
Rowanpaw
Age:
7 moons
Clan:
ThunderClan
Gender:
She-cat
Rank:
ThunderClan Medicine Cat Apprentice
Color/Description:
Rowanpaw is a ginger and white patched she-cat. Her fur is softer than silk itself and very short. Eyes soft and swift like a cloud, yet dark as an amber night. Rowanpaw is rather skinny for her age, but her legs are slender and swift as her eyes. Because of this, she can jump long distances as well as climb trees. Her claws are pure white, and her tail stronger than most. Rowanpaw can lift herbs and other objects with her tail, but its normal size. Oddly, Rowanpaw can sleep in strange positions.
Eye Color:
Amber
Personality:
Rowanpaw is always eager to learn more. She is usually patient and not so easily tempered. She gives great advice and is always trying to look on the bright side. Rowanpaw has the gentlest touch, as well can cheer anyone up. She experiments with herbs all the time to try to create a better cure, but most times just ruins the herbs and have to scavenge around to replace them. Rowanpaw gets involved in all sorts situations, thinking she can correct them all. She loves the wind through her pelt, making her shiver from time to time. But the thing she loves the most is to heal. It cheers Rowanpaw up when a cat leaves feeling better than when they entered. She tries to learn from her mistakes and from other cats as well.
History:
Rowanpaw is unknown. She just one day showed up with no queen beside her. She contained a scent of ThunderClan, but no other cat. A queen eagerly accepted her in, since she had lost one of her own kits. Rowanpaw grew up quiet and different from other kits. She never played, instead she ran away from the nursery. Every time found, Rowanpaw was next to herbs. The Clan saw it as a sign from StarClan for her to be a Medicine Cat of ThunderClan. They asked her why she ran off, she said that a warrior told her to go that direction. They never found that warrior and knew it was defiantly a sign.
Before the ceremony, another kit was in love with Rowanpaw. He was planning out their whole future and their future kits name. "Mind if we name every kit that looks like me be named after me?" he had said. Rowanpaw gave him the death stare and kicked him into the mud.
At the ceremony, she was appointed a med. cat apprentice. At first, she whined and complained that she wanted to be a warrior. Then it all changed when she cured a sick cat from whitecough. Rowanpaw then wanted to learn more and more, all she could squeeze in her head.
Example of Rping:
"Come on Glowpelt, I really want to go to the Moonstone!" cry came out, echoing of the entrance of a den.
"No Rowanpaw. I need you to stay here and keep an eye on Longarrow. He has a horrible stomach ache." her mentor meowed gently. Eyes glowing deeply on the still air. "I'll be back soon."
"Fine." Rowanpaw mumbled. Her ginger and white patched fur disappearing into the shadows of the den..
She came across Longarrow, lying peacefully down. He soon rose his head and meowed, "Hey Rowanpaw. Do you have any more Watermint?"
Rowanpaw whipped around and saw the black and white cat. "Ya, hold on." she mewed. She paced toward the piles of herbs. And idea suddenly popped in her head. Rowanpaw returned with all sorts of herbs. "Mix Watermint, Juniper, Chervil, and a Poppy Seed." she ordered herself, as she chewed them up into a mixture.
"Whoa. Easy with the herbs." Longarrow meowed, eyes wide.
"There. Eat some of this then rest, trust me it'll help with your bellyache." Rowanpaw rashly meowed as she left the den.
Rowanpaw leaped from tree to tree following her mentor. She landed on the ground as soon as she ran out of trees. Rowanpaw crept along the ferns, staying hidden from Glowpelt.
She soon successfully made it to the Moonstone without being caught, but as soon as she reached the entrance, a voice echoed from the walls.
"Rowanpaw, what are you doing here? Your supposed to be watching Longarrow." came a questioned, but yet sweet voice.
Busted, Rowanpaw laid her tail down head drooping, defeated. "Sorry Glowpelt. I really wanted to hear from StarClan. I put a bunch of herbs next to Longarrow in case his pain was acting up again. I guess I'll head back now." she meowed disappointedly.
"Wait Rowanpaw." Glowpelt meowed. "I guess while your here, you can share dreams with StarClan."
Rowanpaw let a yowl of triumph and followed her mentor in the cave, swallowed by the shadows.
Secret Word:
Kits Rock
((If you want Rowanpaw to be a normal apprentice thats ok.
And I hope you don't mind if I use Glowpelt.))