name ;;
{ it would be Silversky }
warrior name ;;
{ I think I'm already one }
rank ;;
{ I'm a warrior. Does that mean anything to you? }
age ;;
{ I'm soon going to be fifteen moons old. But I'm fourteen at the moment, and the youngest and newest warrior in the Clan, which makes me half a warrior half an apprentice. }
eye color ;;
{ they're like sparkling blue }
pelt color ;;
{ my pelt is a mix of different tones of metallic gray color- or silver, to be more specific, hence my name. White, different grays and black stripes run across my full body, but three of my paws are completely white, including one of my ears, the right one, being white and the left ear is black. }
crush ;;
{ I'm open for anybody }
personality ;;
{ Silversky is the nicest apprentice- wait, no, warrior- of the Clan you'd ever meet. She always worries about the elders and see if they have fresh-kill, even if it isn't her duty anymore, but her father Ravenspirit is one of them and she likes spending time with him. She loves to hear stories from the elders and she doesn't really care if those grumpy furballs are rude or not. But anyway, whenever you're with Silversky, even if she's nice, kind, everything, you'll have to keep up with her chatting. Somehow, this young warrior seems to know every single gossip the Clan has and she won't ever shut up even if you ask her nicely. She can be very sarcastic whenever she is mad, and if she ever gets angry that would be a bad sign, because she is a she-cat with usually a lot of patience. When she's in a lot of pressure and stress, she gets really mad. As mentioned before, it doesn't happen often, so you should probably worry if you get to make her angry. This silver she-cat warrior can be very surprising sometimes, and she would do anything to have an adventure near her. Her favorite type of training is hunting. }
history ;;
{ Silversky had not exactly an ordinary Clan cat past but it wasn't actually a rough one. It was simply... difficult. She was born in middle of leaf-bare and for a few minutes, the medicine cat of that time thought she was dead until she took her first breath. Her mother was unknown, but her father was the Clan leader of that time: Ravenstar (now Ravenspirit, when he decided he was too old to rule the Clan and joined the elders). Nobody asked him who the mother of his kits were, but everyone was very puzzled when their Clan leader came into the clearing with one single kit freezing, limp as a piece of fresh-kill hanging from his jaws. Of course he didn't give any explanations to anyone, but no cat in the Clan actually trusted his little daughter, Silverkit. So she escaped when she was three moons old. She usually hang around the territory, staying in the borders and never breaking through, but that didn't last long. One border hadn't been marked for a long time and the young she-cat didn't scent it. Crossing the territory, the now-warrior was caught by a patrolling party of cats who brought her back to camp. Ravenstar had joined the elders, but the new leader, had recognized her from the times when he was the deputy. He let her stay in the Clan. Since then she grew up as an ordinary Clan cat, and she's in the middle of her learning of being a warrior- I keep saying that! She was recently named a warrior with the name of Silversky two and a half moons ago. }
name ;;{
that would be Hawkpaw, over here! }
warrior name ;;{
i wish so much our leader will name me Hawkstripe... }
rank ;;{
i'm what any kit would like to be... an apprentice! }
age ;;{
i am exactly ten moons old }
eye color ;;{
stalker much? ugh! My eyes are amberish yellow? I think }
pelt color ;;{
my pelt is just too beautiful. Under everything, I am completely brown, though there are some lines through my fur that look as if someone had painted them. I'm not the type of cat who is all furry, I would hate having my pelt like that! }
crush ;;{
I haven't met the prettiest she-cat in the Clan, but that could change }
personality ;;{
as it says in the quote above Hawkpaw's picture, you only live once, or in other words, YOLO! Hawkpaw is a young and faithful cat who isn't afraid to show who he truly is. This apprentice knows how to live life to the fullest, and there isn't even a moment when he isn't doing something to annoy other cat. He is the silly one in the Clan, and he has built a reputation around that. Anyway, though he can someone be a bit... crazy, he is faithful and loyal to his Clan. He is chatty and bubbly, and he can never shut up, but when it comes to work he maintains his deep amber gaze so serious it can sometimes even be scary. Anyway, the young apprentice is stubborn and when he makes up his mind to do something, he will do that unless someone could die because of the concequences. In the end, he can be a very sweet and nice cat, just if you're brave enough to break through his sarcastic shell. }
history ;;{
Hawkpaw was born into a family of three older kits, who were already apprentices called Silverpaw, Moonpaw and Rockpaw. Before Hawkpaw was born, when he didn't even exist even in his mother's tummy, there was an attack and the three apprentices died. Rockpaw had been the old medicine cat apprentice, and he died when he tried to save his sisters from the death, but there wasn't enough time and the three of them ended up killed.
Hawkpaw was born in a en excellent time for the Clan, greenleaf, when the food is tasty and the heat ruled the forest. This young cat spent his first days trying to convince his mother to let him and his three littermates, Ashkit, Dovekit and Littlekit, go out of the nursery. When the four of them turned exactly three days old, their mother let them go outside. They explored every single corner of the Clan camp, and Hawkkit even dared going inside the leader's den, and when he was just going out the leader came in. No moment where he was more embarrassed in his life. But the leader told him it was okay, and that he could continue doing whatever he was. The leader told him that being a young and curious cat can lead him to his death, but it can only lead him to be succesful and brave. Since then, Hawkkit was more curious then ever, sneaking out of camp and exploring the territory.
When he and his littermates turned six moons old, they all were now apprentices. The recently named Hawkpaw was given a mentor who was always angry or sleeping, that snapped at him all the time and it was the only cat he was actually scared of. But he never told anyone the difficult challenges his mentor gave him, that in a future made him be the best fighter among the apprentices. His siblings were jealous of him, and he became a show-off and sometimes even mean. But when he grew older, he realized that everything was just stupid, though he continued being a show-off, he was just being playful and his siblings started to talk to him again. For now, he is just a normal cat in a normal Clan. }
by wicca » Mon Mar 31, 2014 4:06 pm 
| she/they 
( im too sleepy for all this 
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