Post by Tallone on Jul 30, 2007 17:47:16 GMT -5
Name: Hawkpaw
Moons: 8
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Medicine Cat [Apprentice]
Short-Description:
Other:
Moons: 8
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Medicine Cat [Apprentice]
Short-Description:
Black she-cat Green eyes Amazing claws Ankles that rotate 360dgrs.Picture:
Description:
Hawkpaw is a young, slender, well-muscled cat. Her fur is jet black. She has bright green eyes which, in moonlight, appear to glow eerily. The insides of her ears and her nose are a bright, fleshy pink, a sharp contrast to her fur. The only color on her body besides her eyes, nose, and ears is on the tip of her tail, which is white. She has unusually long, dark gray claws, almost like a hawk's talons, hence her name, Hawkpaw.(Her adult name is usually Hawkclaw, I've used her before.)Personality:
She is often quiet and somewhat withdrawn. Rarely one to start fights. She keeps her opinions about other cats and of controversial situations or events to herselh, rarely speaking about such things. She is very proud, very determined, and very dedicated of and to her Clan. She is often nervous awhen in the midst of large congregations, and gets fidgety when put in the spotlight. She loves kits but she doesn't get along very well with the opposite gender, and often ignores the male persuasion all together, so it is anybody's guess if she'll ever have kits herself. During battle she becomes a berserk, whirling vortex of shadows, fangs, and claws, leaving her own unique marks in her victims(though she does not kill). When and if you get her to open up to you, she can be kind and happy, sometimes humorous and occasionally pokes fun at cats she feels she can trust.History:
She was born into StormClan after the move to the Forest of Darkness. She grew up with her mother who died just a leaf-bare after her birth of black-cough. She surivived, one of only two of her brothers and sisters to survive. The only other was her brother, Tigerpaw, who was killed by a fox after sneaking out of camp with her and one of their friends from the nursery. The fox killed her brother and, because of how terrified and distraught she was, she was not offerly punished for sneaking out. She eventually got over it and is now the medicine cat apprentice for StormClan. Her father is Tigerpelt, a warrior from One of the original Clans. He did not come to the Forest of Darkness. Though he loved his mate dearly, who was pregnate at the time, his loyalty to his Clan was greater. And so Hawkpaw's mother left for the Forest of Darkness, and her father stayed behind. He died, attacked by a hawk just a day ago(in the roleplay's present time).Role Playing Example:
Hawkpaw wandered through the forest, searching for the cobwebs and herbs she had gone to look for. Poking her small head into the hole in the rotting trunk she used to "cultivate" the webs. She was constantly bring new spiders and inch-worms to the desecrated log, keeping them for their webs. When she had a paw wrapped throughly in webs, she headed off for the smallp patch of herbs she had been cultivating. She picked some borage leaves, a few whole chervil plants, about a score of coltsfoot leaves, a cats=length of comphrey roots, about thirty dock leaves, a maw-full of feverfew leaves, seven whole marigolds, two poppy flower heads, and a bundle of stinging nettles, all of which she wrapped in large leaves she harvested off of a plant in a two-leg yard. Armed with her goods, she headed back for camp, her eyes glowing in the gloom of the forest floor. Listening intently to the sounds of the forest, she considered hunting foir her own supper tonight. As she was padding through the leafmold, she espied a butterfly. She stopped cold, breathless at it's strange beauty. It was pure black. No other colors. Just an odd, shimmering black. It scared and captivated her all at the same time. She dropped her bundle and moved slowly, caustiously closer. The nearer she got, the larger the butterfly loomed, until it seemed a mammoth titan as she sat below it. She mewed, questioning, and it fluttered it's wings as if in answer, ensnaring her yet further in it's web of horrible beauty. As she had already visited the StarStone, she can speak swith StarClan in her dreams. She was totally entranced. A hawk flew down suddenly and snatched the thing away. The delicate, terrifing butterfly crumpled in the Hawk's talons, and she was released from her revery. She picked up her bundle as raced through the forest back to the clan camp. She knew it was a message from StarClan. And she knew what it was. Her father had died. How did she know? The longer she stared at the beautifully horrifying butterfly, the more she thought she could see faint stripes and, yes. She could. It represented her father, Tigerpelt. And how he died...Codeword: Rapids
Other:
All for of Hawkpaw's ankles are able to pop out and in of joint painklessly. This means that she can rotate them a full three hundred and sisty degrees without pain or damage. This makes her an excellent climber and gives her an unusual advantage in battle.
