

Spottedpaw|Male|Apprentice|Crush: N/A|Mate: N/A|Mood: Quiet|Action: Thinking
Spottedpaw sat on a thick branch that hung over the clearing. His golden orbs of eyes scanned below him, watching any cats below with great curiosity, he quietly watched. Spottedpaw was a great listener, he had large ears, and excellent hearing.
Sadly, Spottedpaw never knew his parents, or his siblings if he had any. He just had himself, and that was all. How long has it been since he had contact with another feline? At least he had managed to get a few sparrows that occasionally came and sat on this branch, his favorite branch, to be exact. Spottedpaw even managed to set a few robins in the fresh-kill pile.
Spottedpaw rarely touched the ground, he loves to be up in high places. He never knew why, maybe because the warm wind was just right up here? Or was it he could see the twinkling stars better? Whatever it was, he knew how to get anywhere in the trees. He didn't even know if anyone knew there was another apprentice...
Spottedpaw hoped to get a mentor, someone he could say hello to, someone who would grow a close bond to him. But who knows his destiny? He doesn't know one little speck. But he liked herbs, yes, he loved them. He's experimenting them on animals, usually marking the squirrels who scamper up when he hides and snatch up a berry, nibbling it. He was a male tortoiseshell cat, he knew those were rare, so he didn't some down that much.
Spottedpaw's ears flattened to his head in thought, who was he? Was he something else in a different time? He didn't even have any friends, he didn't even know anyone's name. He was an outcast. He learned everything on his own, he only stayed in a clan, at least he knew his clan name, Oakclan. Huh, that was his favorite type of tree, an oak tree.
He hoped he could find someone who likes to be in high places, too.
[I hope someone meets him xc]