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ɴᴀᴍᴇ;
Bluepaw. she is a rather small innocent she cat, named practically nine moons ago for the color of her pelt. peculiar is one thing that couldn't ever properly describe the kitty's apprentice name. various shades of mysterious blues cover the cats pelt and helped her mother determine the young cats calling. it was most certainly not an accident she was named bluepaw.
ᴀɢᴇ;
Nine moons. A remarkable age for such a shockingly tiny cat. nine and a half moons ago a young skinny kit was born. now she stands before her clan,not even a few years young, as an enthusiastic apprentice. ready to serve her ancestors and clan mates in any way possible.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;
Female. If the petite figure and sickly sweet aroma didn't already give it away, then I guess it's just easiest to admit bluepaw's a girl.
Bluepaw. she is a rather small innocent she cat, named practically nine moons ago for the color of her pelt. peculiar is one thing that couldn't ever properly describe the kitty's apprentice name. various shades of mysterious blues cover the cats pelt and helped her mother determine the young cats calling. it was most certainly not an accident she was named bluepaw.
ᴀɢᴇ;
Nine moons. A remarkable age for such a shockingly tiny cat. nine and a half moons ago a young skinny kit was born. now she stands before her clan,not even a few years young, as an enthusiastic apprentice. ready to serve her ancestors and clan mates in any way possible.
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ;
Female. If the petite figure and sickly sweet aroma didn't already give it away, then I guess it's just easiest to admit bluepaw's a girl.
ʙʀᴇᴇᴅ;
Domesticated american shorthair. a mouthful indeed. But you my friend, are the one that questioned the apprentice's breed.
ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘ.;
Simply lovely. Bluepaw is a very stunning cat. she may be a tad bit smaller all together than the rest of her den-mates but she's also much better proportioned in places they're not. perky little ears stand atop her head, and a plush blueish-grey tail dangles from her rear end. bluepaw has beautiful long legs. which, lucky for her of course, make her an exceptionally skilled hunter. the she-cat's coat is tabby patterned. with blue and grey colored hues that are sure to catch your wandering eye. her coat is soft, so if you were to rub against her side, you'd be in for a treat. the she-cat has dainty little paws, and a tiny jaw which holds a mouth full of gleaming sharp teeth. her shoulders aren't too broad, and she has a bit of an emaciated sized abdomen. In other words bluepaw is skinny and not so average amongst her bigger, healthier clan mates. her eyes are a soft green which is in a way, very pretty. she doesn't think so though, as she wishes she had the orange eyes of her mother. she doesn't have very long whiskers, though they haven't yet fully developed. and her muscles, over all, aren't the greatest with the exception of the ones in her hind legs.
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ;
Underweight. the apprentice isn't quite the right weight. in fact it's something she seems to struggle with because she has an overly active metabolism and she isn't really able to keep any sort of fat on her body. she is pretty much starving with out a clue and though other members of her clan have noticed the alarmingly small size of the cat, no one has thought to say anything. figures.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
A pale green. she has two, beautiful pale green eyes. and it's common for them to be mistaken as hazel, but that's nothing the she-cat frowns upon.
ғᴜʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
Blueish grey. bluepaw's coat is a sleek blueish grey color; although the tiny apprentice is in no way, shape, or form a russian blue. her coat is made of lighter blues, which have magnificent dark blue tabby stripes a top them. every here and there, the she-cat also has white out linnings. like the ones around her eyes.
ɴᴏsᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
Grey. what a silly question to ask a cat? of course her nose is grey, but why wouldn't it be. the smeller is placed directly between her eyes, and it does work rather well. and is indeed helpful to her clan niche.
sᴄᴀʀs/ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs;
No scars; tabby markings. bluepaw is scar free. mainly because she refuses to get caught up in battle. though she does occasionally become scratched while hunting, but the small injuries fade away. as for her markings, she is a tabby cat so she does have stripes going down her back and across her cheeks. and unlike the curved lines of the ordinary tabby, the she-cat has chaotic jaggen bands going across her body.
Domesticated american shorthair. a mouthful indeed. But you my friend, are the one that questioned the apprentice's breed.
ɢᴇɴᴇʀᴀʟ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘ.;
Simply lovely. Bluepaw is a very stunning cat. she may be a tad bit smaller all together than the rest of her den-mates but she's also much better proportioned in places they're not. perky little ears stand atop her head, and a plush blueish-grey tail dangles from her rear end. bluepaw has beautiful long legs. which, lucky for her of course, make her an exceptionally skilled hunter. the she-cat's coat is tabby patterned. with blue and grey colored hues that are sure to catch your wandering eye. her coat is soft, so if you were to rub against her side, you'd be in for a treat. the she-cat has dainty little paws, and a tiny jaw which holds a mouth full of gleaming sharp teeth. her shoulders aren't too broad, and she has a bit of an emaciated sized abdomen. In other words bluepaw is skinny and not so average amongst her bigger, healthier clan mates. her eyes are a soft green which is in a way, very pretty. she doesn't think so though, as she wishes she had the orange eyes of her mother. she doesn't have very long whiskers, though they haven't yet fully developed. and her muscles, over all, aren't the greatest with the exception of the ones in her hind legs.
ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ;
Underweight. the apprentice isn't quite the right weight. in fact it's something she seems to struggle with because she has an overly active metabolism and she isn't really able to keep any sort of fat on her body. she is pretty much starving with out a clue and though other members of her clan have noticed the alarmingly small size of the cat, no one has thought to say anything. figures.
ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
A pale green. she has two, beautiful pale green eyes. and it's common for them to be mistaken as hazel, but that's nothing the she-cat frowns upon.
ғᴜʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
Blueish grey. bluepaw's coat is a sleek blueish grey color; although the tiny apprentice is in no way, shape, or form a russian blue. her coat is made of lighter blues, which have magnificent dark blue tabby stripes a top them. every here and there, the she-cat also has white out linnings. like the ones around her eyes.
ɴᴏsᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏʀ;
Grey. what a silly question to ask a cat? of course her nose is grey, but why wouldn't it be. the smeller is placed directly between her eyes, and it does work rather well. and is indeed helpful to her clan niche.
sᴄᴀʀs/ᴍᴀʀᴋɪɴɢs;
No scars; tabby markings. bluepaw is scar free. mainly because she refuses to get caught up in battle. though she does occasionally become scratched while hunting, but the small injuries fade away. as for her markings, she is a tabby cat so she does have stripes going down her back and across her cheeks. and unlike the curved lines of the ordinary tabby, the she-cat has chaotic jaggen bands going across her body.
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀ; ***
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ;
Average. Bluepaw has the history of an ordinary clan cat. except the young warrior's apprentice wasn't always the mature strong willed cat she is now. in fact, as a kit, she had loads of fun. especially in the days where her brother spiderkit was still around to play with her. the two siblings would roll around the clearing, merry with happiness gleaming in their eyes. they would bump into other cats, and then disperse very quickly before they were scolded by harsh tongues. bluepaw always had a keen eye for the elders. she loved their stories, and the tales they told of past battles and heroes. spiderkit on the other hand didn't enjoy listening as his sister shared tongues with the older cats. so he instead, played constantly with the other kits in the nursery. the apprentice's brother was a very bold and strong cat. he wanted to stand along side his sister, and even though now he can never physically will be with her, bluepaw knows he is always there. as they matured, the two grew apart from each other. part of it had to do with the fact that bluepaw wasn't a very social cat. she didn't demand the same amount of attention as her brother. she seemed to relish her loneliness. the day her brother was taken by an owl was devastating. bluepaw knew she had no control over the events but she wished she had. she was devastated. from that day on she became even colder and hard to reach by other cats. she rarely spoke and didn't eat quite as much as she used to. she seemed to just quietly go about the works, occasionally only speaking with the elders she brought food for. she hated herself for not being able to help her brother, and with out him she knew she could never be close to the social butterfly she once was. she had alienated herself. spiderpaw meant a lot to her.
ʟɪᴋᴇs;
Few things. the apprentice is rather fond of flowers, hunting, and the chilly weather in leafbare.
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs;
She tolerates almost everything. she hates owls. absolutely hates them. and she isn't very appreciative of cats who complain about their siblings.
Dᴇsɪʀᴇᴅ Rᴀɴᴋ;
Warrior. despite her silence and solitude, bluepaw works very, very hard as an apprentice. even though she isn't very good at combat, she is an excellent hunter and while she still has time to improve, she hopes to be one of the greatest warriors her clan has yet to see.
ʀᴀɴᴋ;
Warrior apprentice. self explanatory. bluepaw wishes to please the warriors and elders around her by working hard to meet their expectations. not every cat is perfect though, and that is why she still needs much improvement and its fortunate shes only in training
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ;
Average. Bluepaw has the history of an ordinary clan cat. except the young warrior's apprentice wasn't always the mature strong willed cat she is now. in fact, as a kit, she had loads of fun. especially in the days where her brother spiderkit was still around to play with her. the two siblings would roll around the clearing, merry with happiness gleaming in their eyes. they would bump into other cats, and then disperse very quickly before they were scolded by harsh tongues. bluepaw always had a keen eye for the elders. she loved their stories, and the tales they told of past battles and heroes. spiderkit on the other hand didn't enjoy listening as his sister shared tongues with the older cats. so he instead, played constantly with the other kits in the nursery. the apprentice's brother was a very bold and strong cat. he wanted to stand along side his sister, and even though now he can never physically will be with her, bluepaw knows he is always there. as they matured, the two grew apart from each other. part of it had to do with the fact that bluepaw wasn't a very social cat. she didn't demand the same amount of attention as her brother. she seemed to relish her loneliness. the day her brother was taken by an owl was devastating. bluepaw knew she had no control over the events but she wished she had. she was devastated. from that day on she became even colder and hard to reach by other cats. she rarely spoke and didn't eat quite as much as she used to. she seemed to just quietly go about the works, occasionally only speaking with the elders she brought food for. she hated herself for not being able to help her brother, and with out him she knew she could never be close to the social butterfly she once was. she had alienated herself. spiderpaw meant a lot to her.
ʟɪᴋᴇs;
Few things. the apprentice is rather fond of flowers, hunting, and the chilly weather in leafbare.
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs;
She tolerates almost everything. she hates owls. absolutely hates them. and she isn't very appreciative of cats who complain about their siblings.
Dᴇsɪʀᴇᴅ Rᴀɴᴋ;
Warrior. despite her silence and solitude, bluepaw works very, very hard as an apprentice. even though she isn't very good at combat, she is an excellent hunter and while she still has time to improve, she hopes to be one of the greatest warriors her clan has yet to see.
ʀᴀɴᴋ;
Warrior apprentice. self explanatory. bluepaw wishes to please the warriors and elders around her by working hard to meet their expectations. not every cat is perfect though, and that is why she still needs much improvement and its fortunate shes only in training
ᴄʀᴜsʜ;
None. she doesn't know the other cats well enough to fall head over heels for them.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ;
None. none is quite self explanatory.
ᴋɪᴛs;
None. none is quite self explanatory.
ᴋɪɴ;
Never forgotten. most of bluepaw's family is long gone. and by that, I mean deceased. bluepaw herself was one of the only two kits in her litter to survive. the other kit being her much larger brother spiderkit. sadly he was taken out of this world just as quickly as he was brought into it; all because some owl needed the taste of young warrior apprentice to satisfy their hunger. her father was a strong brave warrior. he was called sharkfin. her mother? goldenflower. the gentlest cat bluepaw ever remembers meeting. despite her companions in the elder's den. the apprentice regrets the fact that both her mother and father are gone. her mother gone, as she died of green cough five moons ago. and her father gone after being captured by twolegs and then being taken away against his will. that happened seven moons ago. bluepaw will never forget her family. she wont forget the still born siblings she had too. berrykit and frostkit. there was nothing her mentor could do for them though. fortunately she no longer has any family to stand beside her. she's all alone.
None. she doesn't know the other cats well enough to fall head over heels for them.
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ;
None. none is quite self explanatory.
ᴋɪᴛs;
None. none is quite self explanatory.
ᴋɪɴ;
Never forgotten. most of bluepaw's family is long gone. and by that, I mean deceased. bluepaw herself was one of the only two kits in her litter to survive. the other kit being her much larger brother spiderkit. sadly he was taken out of this world just as quickly as he was brought into it; all because some owl needed the taste of young warrior apprentice to satisfy their hunger. her father was a strong brave warrior. he was called sharkfin. her mother? goldenflower. the gentlest cat bluepaw ever remembers meeting. despite her companions in the elder's den. the apprentice regrets the fact that both her mother and father are gone. her mother gone, as she died of green cough five moons ago. and her father gone after being captured by twolegs and then being taken away against his will. that happened seven moons ago. bluepaw will never forget her family. she wont forget the still born siblings she had too. berrykit and frostkit. there was nothing her mentor could do for them though. fortunately she no longer has any family to stand beside her. she's all alone.
