Post by .:{Crag}:. on Feb 10, 2009 17:52:39 GMT -5
[/b]Creekpaw
Name:
Creekpaw
Age:
7 Moons
Gender:
Tom
Clan:
TimberClan
Rank:
Apprentice
Appearance:
Creekpaw wasn’t cursed with a tiny size, a pelt that sticks out in his territory, or even a horrid scar that no cat can look at without flinching. In fact, this apprentice was blessed. First of all, he is huge for his age. From his father, he inherited the muscles of a TigerClan cat. Beneath a healthy, well groomed pelt they ripple when he moves. The strength in Creekpaw’s legs make him a high jumper for his size, and in battle his body makes up for his lack of speed.
In addition, this tom was blessed with handsome looks. His fur is kept well groomed as he takes pride in his appearance, and its color camouflages with the territory he lives in. The base is a light brown-almost tan like color, which darkens on his legs, paws, and tail tip. The only white visible on Creekpaw’s striking pelt is the small fleck on his chest, and a few wisps of white fur on the insides of his ears.
This apprentice’s face is most likely the most handsome part of him; the fur in the center is the darkest brown, which fades back into a lighter more light ginger color. Creekpaw’s muzzle is so light its almost gray, and short white whiskers protrude from it. Then, to top off this tom’s already fabulous face, there are two sapphires he is proud to call his eyes. They are a striking blue- like ice, and their glare can be sharper than lightning. Although, when they soften they become kind and welcoming. There is only one cat they soften for, however, and her name is Snowpaw.
Personality:
Creekpaw is just about as nice as his eyes look. He has a similar personality to an angry fox whose pups have just been taken away, as a whirling tornado, or a raging flood. Get the picture? No, I wouldn’t exactly hang around him when he just woke up, or at any time for that matter. He was born with his father’s personality: A sharp tongue, and a fierce loyalty to the warrior code. The tom needs a serious reality check from his mentor, considering he very rarely shows respect to anyone, let alone his elders.
The only time the erupting volcano of Creekpaw’s tongue dies down is when he talks to one cat. Her name is Snowpaw, and the only thing this tom wants to do is gain her attention. She is 3 moons older than him, and his only friend in the entire clan. When they are together, Creekpaw talks nicely to her, (and tries to show his sensitive side by playing with the kits). All he wants is to impress her, as he believes they were destined to be together.
Past:
As I said before, Cedarfoot, Creekpaw’s father, has nearly the same looks and personality as him. He had the same brown fur, but instead of blue eyes, he had green eyes. His mate’s name was Icegaze, who gave their son her eyes. When Creekkit was born, he was given absolutely no direction, and ended up getting scolded more by warriors and elders rather than his parents. He had close to no relationship with them and when they both died in battle, he felt no sorrow at all. For the next moon of his kithood he was adopted by Yewtail, who was very similar to his mother: She didn’t care.
Then, when he reached six moons, everything changed. His mentor was much stricter than his parents, and Creekpaw went from confused to angry subconsciously. In the Apprentice’s Den he became much closer to Snowpaw, and the two became friends almost instantly. The one moon that Creekpaw has really known her, a huge crush has developed, and he is determined to get her to like him.
Other
First of all, this is a horrible bio… bleh. Second of all, anyone who would like to adopt Snowpaw is welcome to ^^[/center][/blockquote][/sub]