-{ If you want to
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares
All you wanted was somebody who cares
If you need me you know I'll be there } -
I can save you
I can take you away from here
So lonely inside
So busy out there
And all you wanted
was somebody who cares
All you wanted was somebody who cares
If you need me you know I'll be there } -
{ .Username. }
ice_wolf
{ .Character Name. }
"My name's Hollowpaw." (Hollowsong)
{ .Gender. }
"I'm a She-cat... Duh."
{ .Age. }
"10 moons, why'd you need to know?"
{ .Clan. }
"Mistclan!"
{ .Rank. }
"I'm the Medicine Cat Apprentice."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"One day, I want to be the best Medicine Cat Mistclan has ever seen!"
{ .Description [ie. fur colour/length, eyes, size, ect]. }
Hollowpaw is a average sized cat, but has slightly large ears and a longer tail than most. With points of silver-gray on her ears, nose, legs and tail, she has a slight resemblance to Siamese cats in terms of markings. Her ears and toes are a slightly darker shade of gray than the rest of her markings. Her nose is a dull, gray-black color. Her eyes are a shimmering pale blue that seem as though they hold a deeper wisdom than a cat of her age should have. Sometimes, when the light it right, the blue looks so pale to the extent of some mistaking her eyes for white or gray. Her tail has longer fluffy fur than the rest of her, as does her chest. There is one speck of white at the very end of her tail, as if it had been dipped in snow.
{ .Personality. }
"Everyone says that I act more like a warrior's apprentice than a Medicine cat one, because I seem to be running around more than sorting herbs like everyone says I should. Well, I can still have fun when I want to can't I? Hmph. That's not to say that I don't care about being a Medicine cat, because I do, I'm really really devoted to my studies. I just learn fast, that's why I can play around more that you'd think I might. Sometimes I get really serious, like if anyone I know gets injured, and everyone says I can get a little scary then too... Well, I don't know whether that's right or not, I'm really in the zone when I'm doing my job, so everything else gets put aside in my head... including formalities, ha... ha.... A lot of cat's say I get cocky sometimes, which I admit can be true, but I'm not always that arrogant, just when I think I'm right... If I know I'm wrong I'll lay off it... most of the time. I'm a really good friend to have too, If you ever need anything, I'll try and help as best as I can! But I'll chew you out for not returning the favor when I might need something, so be careful when you're asking for favors.
{ .Kin. }
Swiftfeather: Father-alive
Gorsefall: Mother-deceased
Petalkit: Sister-deceased
{ .Crush. }
"... Uh, no one. Medicine Cats can't like anyone like that."
{ .Mate. }
"No. Just no, I can't and I'm to young anyway."
{ .Kits. }
"That would be unacceptable!"
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):
"Well, even though I'm young... I've had a lot of loss already in my life. My mother died shortly after me and my sister were born, some sort of birth complications since she was a bit old to be having kits in the first place. My father pretty much raised us on his own, with the help of some of the queens who were still in the nursery and had milk to share.
It was when me and Petalkit were five moons old that we decided to sneak out of camp. All we wanted to do was explore... but... that was the day that my sister died. We had wandered further away from camp than we had meant to, and we stumbled upon this hole under some tree. We thought we could make it our secret hide-out, but really it was a fox den. When we entered it we thought it smelled funny, but we didn't figure out our mistake till we were in the heart of the den. There were three fox pups sleeping, one woke up and began yelping out for it's mother, waking the others and soon they joined in too. That's when we ran, the second we got out of the den the mother fox showed up. Petalkit was so scared, I think her legs stopped working. I just kept running, and didn't stop till I ran into a bramble bush. I heard her screaming. But I couldn't do anything. I heard the fox attack her, but somehow she escaped, and the fox gave up and turned back to it's den or something.
I called out for Petalkit, I heard her moan as I pulled myself out of the brambles. When I found her, it was too late to save her. Her golden tabby fur, that was just like our mother's had been, was all matted and bloody, a bite mark was on her back, and she was bleeding all over the ground. There was so much blood... and... and the last thing she said to me was, 'I guess... that wasn't a good hiding place after all... huh sis?' She smiled at me. Her breathing stopped. I told her she couldn't die, that dad was already sad enough without mom around, that I still needed her. I dragged her back to camp as best I could. I was hysterical by the time one of the search parties for us found my sister and me... I was spouting out apologizes so much that no one could stay mad at me.
I couldn't sit for her vigil. I was still thinking that she was going to jump up from that false sleep and yell out, 'Surprise everyone, it was all just a game.' But I knew she wouldn't. I stayed in my den, staring at the spot where she had slept in our shared nest, keeping my distance from everyone.
I asked Cloverstar if I could be made a Medicine Cat apprentice instead of a Warrior's apprentice. I wanted to save lives instead of destroy them. I also made a promise to Petalkit that I would save everyone I could, to make up for not saving her, and that I would still have just as much fun, fun for the both of us. So she wouldn't worry about me. Because I want her to be happy when she sees me from Starclan.
ice_wolf
{ .Character Name. }
"My name's Hollowpaw." (Hollowsong)
{ .Gender. }
"I'm a She-cat... Duh."
{ .Age. }
"10 moons, why'd you need to know?"
{ .Clan. }
"Mistclan!"
{ .Rank. }
"I'm the Medicine Cat Apprentice."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"One day, I want to be the best Medicine Cat Mistclan has ever seen!"
{ .Description [ie. fur colour/length, eyes, size, ect]. }
Hollowpaw is a average sized cat, but has slightly large ears and a longer tail than most. With points of silver-gray on her ears, nose, legs and tail, she has a slight resemblance to Siamese cats in terms of markings. Her ears and toes are a slightly darker shade of gray than the rest of her markings. Her nose is a dull, gray-black color. Her eyes are a shimmering pale blue that seem as though they hold a deeper wisdom than a cat of her age should have. Sometimes, when the light it right, the blue looks so pale to the extent of some mistaking her eyes for white or gray. Her tail has longer fluffy fur than the rest of her, as does her chest. There is one speck of white at the very end of her tail, as if it had been dipped in snow.
{ .Personality. }
"Everyone says that I act more like a warrior's apprentice than a Medicine cat one, because I seem to be running around more than sorting herbs like everyone says I should. Well, I can still have fun when I want to can't I? Hmph. That's not to say that I don't care about being a Medicine cat, because I do, I'm really really devoted to my studies. I just learn fast, that's why I can play around more that you'd think I might. Sometimes I get really serious, like if anyone I know gets injured, and everyone says I can get a little scary then too... Well, I don't know whether that's right or not, I'm really in the zone when I'm doing my job, so everything else gets put aside in my head... including formalities, ha... ha.... A lot of cat's say I get cocky sometimes, which I admit can be true, but I'm not always that arrogant, just when I think I'm right... If I know I'm wrong I'll lay off it... most of the time. I'm a really good friend to have too, If you ever need anything, I'll try and help as best as I can! But I'll chew you out for not returning the favor when I might need something, so be careful when you're asking for favors.
{ .Kin. }
Swiftfeather: Father-alive
Gorsefall: Mother-deceased
Petalkit: Sister-deceased
{ .Crush. }
"... Uh, no one. Medicine Cats can't like anyone like that."
{ .Mate. }
"No. Just no, I can't and I'm to young anyway."
{ .Kits. }
"That would be unacceptable!"
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):
"Well, even though I'm young... I've had a lot of loss already in my life. My mother died shortly after me and my sister were born, some sort of birth complications since she was a bit old to be having kits in the first place. My father pretty much raised us on his own, with the help of some of the queens who were still in the nursery and had milk to share.
It was when me and Petalkit were five moons old that we decided to sneak out of camp. All we wanted to do was explore... but... that was the day that my sister died. We had wandered further away from camp than we had meant to, and we stumbled upon this hole under some tree. We thought we could make it our secret hide-out, but really it was a fox den. When we entered it we thought it smelled funny, but we didn't figure out our mistake till we were in the heart of the den. There were three fox pups sleeping, one woke up and began yelping out for it's mother, waking the others and soon they joined in too. That's when we ran, the second we got out of the den the mother fox showed up. Petalkit was so scared, I think her legs stopped working. I just kept running, and didn't stop till I ran into a bramble bush. I heard her screaming. But I couldn't do anything. I heard the fox attack her, but somehow she escaped, and the fox gave up and turned back to it's den or something.
I called out for Petalkit, I heard her moan as I pulled myself out of the brambles. When I found her, it was too late to save her. Her golden tabby fur, that was just like our mother's had been, was all matted and bloody, a bite mark was on her back, and she was bleeding all over the ground. There was so much blood... and... and the last thing she said to me was, 'I guess... that wasn't a good hiding place after all... huh sis?' She smiled at me. Her breathing stopped. I told her she couldn't die, that dad was already sad enough without mom around, that I still needed her. I dragged her back to camp as best I could. I was hysterical by the time one of the search parties for us found my sister and me... I was spouting out apologizes so much that no one could stay mad at me.
I couldn't sit for her vigil. I was still thinking that she was going to jump up from that false sleep and yell out, 'Surprise everyone, it was all just a game.' But I knew she wouldn't. I stayed in my den, staring at the spot where she had slept in our shared nest, keeping my distance from everyone.
I asked Cloverstar if I could be made a Medicine Cat apprentice instead of a Warrior's apprentice. I wanted to save lives instead of destroy them. I also made a promise to Petalkit that I would save everyone I could, to make up for not saving her, and that I would still have just as much fun, fun for the both of us. So she wouldn't worry about me. Because I want her to be happy when she sees me from Starclan.
-{ I never knew
I never knew that everything was falling through
That everyone I knew was waiting on a cue
To turn and run when all I needed was the truth
But that's how it's gotta be,
It's coming down to nothing more than apathy
I'd rather run the other way than stay and see
The smoke and who's still standing when it clears } -
{ .Username. }
ice_wolf
{ .Character Name. }
"I am Swiftfeather."
{ .Gender. }
"I'm pretty sure that I'm a tom."
{ .Age. }
"I'm getting up there in age, I'm 37 moons."
{ .Clan. }
"Mistclan."
{ .Rank. }
"I'm a Warrior."
{ .Desired Rank. }
"I look forward to the day I go to the elder's den. Till then, I'm satisfied with being a Warrior."
{ .Description [ie. fur colour/length, eyes, size, ect]. }
Sleek and black, the only parts of color are the white that runs from his mouth onto his chest and the pale yellow eyes. Even his nose is a silky black color. Swiftfeather has a large build, his legs and shoulders are muscled, but grief and age has made him tired and his strength is nothing compared to when he was a new warrior. His fur is short and smooth, accenting his muscles. A few stray gray furs have started to show on his muzzle and ears, but they're barely noticeable for now. There is a scar on his hind right leg that he acquired when helping chase a fox off of Mistclan's territory. He has other numerous nicks and scars all over his body, but the one on his hind leg is the most noticeable.
{ .Personality. }
"When I was younger, I was quite the little ball of fur and energy. But I was also a, grade A flirt, if I say so myself. I always knew how to impress the she-cats, and get envy from the toms for doing so. Now, things have happened in my life that can't be changed, and I've grown more somber, quiet. I would be completely apathetic if it weren't for my remaining daughter trying to deal with her grief in a way that makes everyone smile a little. Though sometimes I find myself blaming her and acting spiteful toward her for the things that were out of her control. I know it's wrong, and I still love her greatly, but part of me will always be mad at her. I am loyal, have and always will be, to Mistclan. Betraying my home is the furthest thing from my mind. I admit that sometimes, I do feel a little mischievous and play pranks on the younger warriors. But never anything to serious."
{ .Kin. }
Haretail: Father-deceased
Shallowbrook: Mother-deceased
Hollowpaw: Daughter-alive
Petalkit: Daughter-deceased
{ .Crush. }
"I will only ever love Gorsefall."
{ .Mate. }
"My dearest Gorsefall is with Starclan now."
{ .Kits. }
"Hollowpaw is my only living child, my other daughter Petalkit, is in Starclan with her mother."
{ .History. } (OPTIONAL):
"I really don't like to talk about my history. All that I will say is that my parents died as elders after long lives, my mate died after kitting, and my daughter Petalkit was killed by a fox. Me remaining daughter Hollowpaw makes me proud by choosing the path of a Medicine Cat, but I still harbor some ill will to her for exploring with her sister when they were kits."
Lunar Eclipse
