
ʸᵒᵘ ᶜᵃᶰ'ᵗ ᶳᵉˡˡ ᵈʳᵉᵃᵐᶳ ᵗᵒ ᶳᵒᵐᵉᵒᶰᵉ ʷʰᵒ ʰᵃᶳ ʷᵃˡᵏᵉᵈ ᵗʰʳᵒᵘᵍʰ ᶰᶤᵍʰᵗᵐᵃʳᵉᶳ
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Meet Darkpaw, a nine moons old tom and he has been ranked the medicine cat
apprentice of Valleyclan. His his prefix, 'Dark-' stands for his dusky brown pelt
with faint, black stripes. Darkpaw's whiskers are very long and curl as the ends,
while his legs make him slightly taller than an average apprentice. He also has
a cream colored muzzle and a rusty, cherry nose. When Darkpaw becomes the
medicine cat, he will be named Darkleaf for his, particularly great, healing skills.
Darkpaw was born to Larkfeather, a lovely tabby queen, and Blackstorm, once a
warrior of Valleyclan. They were happy family along with Larkfeather's brother.
However, Darkpaw's uncle never trusted Blackstorm from the beginning and had
always had kept a sharp eye on the tom. When Blackstorm had become mates
with Larkfeather, he learned to despise the tom even more. Soon, little Dark-kit
was born and, as an only kit, was showered with attention from his mother.
Blackstorm, unfortunately decided that he didn't love Larkfeather and his son
anymore, so he simply left them in the care of their uncle and never came back.
Larkfeather had begged the black tom to stay, but Blackstorm let her be in tears.
Dark-kit grew up without a father figure, but his uncle was always checking up
on him and told his clanmates that 'Dark-kit will be the best warrior that a cat
could be.' That was until Larkfeather had gotten very ill around the same time
as Dark-kit's apprentice ceremony was to be. To find his mother unable to do the
things she once loved, that had crushed Dark-kit into pieces. He no longer even
thought about being a warrior, but instead wanted to take care of his mother
before she passed away. So, he was able to be made a medicine cat apprentice
and therefore had taken care of Larkfeather until her last breath. Darkpaw's
uncle soon grown cold to Darkpaw, wondering why his nephew didn't want to be
a fantastic warrior, but instead be a lonely medicine cat. His uncle also found it
to be weak. Now, Darkpaw and his uncle rarely speak to each other, for all they
do is get into arguments. Perhaps, one day, this will all change.
Darkpaw never wanted to be a medicine cat and he is able-bodied to train as a
warrior, but once his mother was injured, it was all that the tom could think about.
Darkpaw can be rather cold and snappish, much like his uncle, and has a clear
disliking to all barn cats, loners, and rouges. Darkpaw, however, does keep a sweet
spot for kits and finds them much easier to speak to than those of his own age.
Darkpaw is rather observant and although he is young, Darkpaw can become rather
too focused when learning from his mentor. On a good day, Darkpaw can be a little
bit nice, at least to she-cats and kits. Darkpaw also rarely sleeps, often wondering
what his life would be like if he had chosen the warrior path. To say the least,
Darkpaw is conflicted with himself.
Darkpaw has a huge opinion and believes that every cat should have a name and that
is just the way that it should be. He doesn't believe that barn cats, loners, and rouges
should even be allowed in the clan. Although if they were to join, then those cats
should follow every single one of the clan's traditions, including changing their names.
Darkpaw has no crush at the moment (open :3)
(if anyone is willing to make Darkpaw's uncle just let me know!)
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