Post by arttail on Jul 13, 2015 22:03:42 GMT
Cat's name: Owlkit - Owlpaw - Owlfang
Gender: Female
Appearance: Owlpaw is a young short-haired brown tabby with dark stripes encroaching her slightly stocky build and yellow eyes. She has a naturally white muzzle, producing a white "w" on her face stoping at the bottom of her nose. As well as some stripes close to the face, eyes, ears, the neck, and slightly her chest and underbelly; appearing lighter than it actually is.
Personality:
+ Gregarious ; Owlpaw is a sociable cat, willing to talk to others from her clan, and others during gatherings.
+ Durable ; due to her build, Owlpaw can take hits more easily, or just more in general. This can also be a downfall, since she'll think she can take more damage than she really can.
+ Meticulous ; Owlpaw has an eye for detailthat sometimes I am unable to fully write, absorbing all the rich small details that paint the whole picture, or pictures. It's easy for her to slip into thinking about the scenery and/or situation at paw.
- Easily Distracted ; Everything really just catches her eyes and it can be all very, very distracting. Of course. This can be overcome but it'll take effort.
- Loud/Talkative ; This speaks for itself and gregarious. She needs to find her inside voice, someday.
- Skepticism ; Unlike many others, Owlpaw isn't really easy to accept things that she's unable to see or understand. Starclan is a part of this as well, even with the prophecies and stary ancestors. This ranges from Starclan, to the stability of the borders, but her faith in her clan is unwavering. Can she really collect her faith truly to other aspects?
Rank: Apprentice
Affiliates?: Oakclan
History: Owlpaw is like most apprentices, born healthily to a loving mother and sort of present father, had siblings to climb over and talk with. Her friends and family grew on her in influence, as they got older to take more risks, like try and see what the outside of the camp looked like when they where kits. They caused trouble, but in a few days, it was nothing ever so serious.
Owlkit, then, was present when warriors where found dead, and mourned for by the clan a final time. Cats would say that Starclan gave them a good life, and they served their clan as they should, and that Starclan would light their path. "If Starclan would light their path and give them a good life, why would they take it?" She once asked, before shushed, then later explained by how everyone has to die one day to walk through the stars.
This struck a cord in her understanding when, while on another restless adventure with her small pack of friends to journey out of the camp. It happened fast, in her memory, but after being dared to climb a tree with a reasonable height, it was hard to resist. Seeing a squirrel on the neighboring tree branch and wanting to show off, Owlpaw vault off the branch she was on, claws and paws extended in order to reach the next side. Skimming off thin bark from the tree by the tips of her dull claws, she tried to cling on to anything she could before plummeting into the ground earth below. The wind absolutely pushed out of her, she struggled to get back to camp as her friends struggled to carry her back as she slowly wavering in and out of consciousness.
Ever since then, Owlkit tried to see the good things in her life, and more of the nice details of everything.
Mate/crush: Open, but for crush, I'm slightly thinking of Orangepaw.
Siblings/Relatives: Birchclaw, Warrior Father, NPC -- Antwhisker, Warrior Mother, NPC -- Ivykit, Kit Brother, Deceased NPC -- Buzzardpaw, Apprentice Sister, NPC -- Robinfur, Warrior Brother, NPC
Gender: Female
Appearance: Owlpaw is a young short-haired brown tabby with dark stripes encroaching her slightly stocky build and yellow eyes. She has a naturally white muzzle, producing a white "w" on her face stoping at the bottom of her nose. As well as some stripes close to the face, eyes, ears, the neck, and slightly her chest and underbelly; appearing lighter than it actually is.
Personality:
+ Gregarious ; Owlpaw is a sociable cat, willing to talk to others from her clan, and others during gatherings.
+ Durable ; due to her build, Owlpaw can take hits more easily, or just more in general. This can also be a downfall, since she'll think she can take more damage than she really can.
+ Meticulous ; Owlpaw has an eye for detail
- Easily Distracted ; Everything really just catches her eyes and it can be all very, very distracting. Of course. This can be overcome but it'll take effort.
- Loud/Talkative ; This speaks for itself and gregarious. She needs to find her inside voice, someday.
- Skepticism ; Unlike many others, Owlpaw isn't really easy to accept things that she's unable to see or understand. Starclan is a part of this as well, even with the prophecies and stary ancestors. This ranges from Starclan, to the stability of the borders, but her faith in her clan is unwavering. Can she really collect her faith truly to other aspects?
Rank: Apprentice
Affiliates?: Oakclan
History: Owlpaw is like most apprentices, born healthily to a loving mother and sort of present father, had siblings to climb over and talk with. Her friends and family grew on her in influence, as they got older to take more risks, like try and see what the outside of the camp looked like when they where kits. They caused trouble, but in a few days, it was nothing ever so serious.
Owlkit, then, was present when warriors where found dead, and mourned for by the clan a final time. Cats would say that Starclan gave them a good life, and they served their clan as they should, and that Starclan would light their path. "If Starclan would light their path and give them a good life, why would they take it?" She once asked, before shushed, then later explained by how everyone has to die one day to walk through the stars.
This struck a cord in her understanding when, while on another restless adventure with her small pack of friends to journey out of the camp. It happened fast, in her memory, but after being dared to climb a tree with a reasonable height, it was hard to resist. Seeing a squirrel on the neighboring tree branch and wanting to show off, Owlpaw vault off the branch she was on, claws and paws extended in order to reach the next side. Skimming off thin bark from the tree by the tips of her dull claws, she tried to cling on to anything she could before plummeting into the ground earth below. The wind absolutely pushed out of her, she struggled to get back to camp as her friends struggled to carry her back as she slowly wavering in and out of consciousness.
Ever since then, Owlkit tried to see the good things in her life, and more of the nice details of everything.
Mate/crush: Open, but for crush, I'm slightly thinking of Orangepaw.
Siblings/Relatives: Birchclaw, Warrior Father, NPC -- Antwhisker, Warrior Mother, NPC -- Ivykit, Kit Brother, Deceased NPC -- Buzzardpaw, Apprentice Sister, NPC -- Robinfur, Warrior Brother, NPC