Crowpaw

Crowpaw is a TINY gray tom. He had dark gray in the tip of his ears, on his paws, And right under his eyes. His eyes are always wide open and he watches allot of things. They're a blazing yellow, like the sun. He looks like he likes to show off, but really, he's more shy than Fawnpaw. :( he likes to keeo his claws out at all times.

Crowpaw is 10x more sky than Fawnpaw. He couldn't last 10 seconds in front of Fawnpaw, or Emberpaw, so what're his chances against Rockpaw? Nothing! As the medicine cat apprentice, he should focus on helping, but at the moment, he's mixed up with feelings of rebellion and stuff like that. He's not too sure what to do...but he's sure he will make the right choice in the end, because a cat from StarClan told him he had a great destiny....

Crowpaw likes to help out, but he can't bring himself to take credit for the great work he'd done, so he says that Fawnpaw helps or does it all. He likes to put the herbs in perfect order, because, sadly, he is a perfectionist...to the bone. Last, he likes to just either sit alone somewhere, or sleep. He is quite the thinker, And those two things help his thinking progress quickly.

He doesn't like when Emberpaw picks on him, he thinks that its mean, because he knows that Emberpaw is a really good cat. He doesn't like Rockpaw at all, but he doesn't show that, because it seems that Rockpaw is the favored apprentice. Last, he doesn't like the feeling of too many things around him. He is the most Claustraphobic cat ever!

Crowpaw can actually gear and see very well.

his fear is his weakness. He is scared beyond bekief of everything except heights and what he does like. Hights help his mind clear. Also, his low self-esteem is weak. He doesnt have enough faith in himself, And often needs encouragement. He doesn't like to be around the herb tansy. It makes him sneeze...

Crowpaw was born in a huge fire, losing all his family. He arrived some time after Emberpaw, but they both learned they had allot in common. ;) He had small burns on his tail and muzzle from the fire, but not very visible.When Crowpaw first arrived in the Clan, he was to himself and kept quiet. He's still kind of like that now, but he will actually say things to a certain point. He is very nervous still, Too.

Crowpaw kept quiet as he tended to his herbs. Oh, how he loved to smell them. They were kind of mixed up at the moment now, so he couldn't help but straighten them. His paw touched tansy without him knowing, And he brought it up to his nose to get a web that had gotten on it, and he exploded in a sneeze that made his herbs flutter to the ground. "Oh...." he muttered, exasperated. His is eye twitched slightly at the sight of the herbs, and he huffed angrily, and got to work fixing them.