Rockpaw

Rockpaw is a huge, And I mean huge earth-brown apprentice with broad shoulders and black stripes. He has one big gleaming green eye(the right one), And one horrible scratched one, (the left one) now pinkish with a red pupil. He has kind of tom bangs, but they're lightish brown on the tips. His ears are the same color, and as is his underbelly. His left ear is torn off. He has really long fur and his claws tend to be out at all times, even when he is training.

Rockpaw is more of a show-off then Emberpaw. He is stronger, smarter, more battle-scarred, and all that. That's what gets the attention to him. There is always more kits wanting to hear his stories, see him fight, let him show them his moves, etc. He's the type of cat, however, to jump right into things without thinking at all whatsoever. He is quite an immature cat, in my opinion.

Rockpaw has taken a small liking to Fawnpaw. He sticks up for her most of the time and doesn't realize what he's doing yet. He loves to fight more than anything in the world, but that might come to change later on. Rockpaw loves attention, And picking on Emberpaw.

Rockpaw doesn't like when Fawmpaw is with Emberpaw much. He also doesn't like when Emberpaw steals his spotlight from him. Rockpaw is also so dense and heavy, that he is afraid of falling when he has to climb trees.

Rockpaw's strength is fighing. He can make himself look three rimes as big, And so intimidating just looking at you will send you running

unlike Emberpaw, Rockpaw isn't very good at making cats laugh, but every once in a while, he tells a joke thats really funny. He is afraid of falling and hurting himself when climbing, so doesn't like to, and he hates showing his fear. He has a weakness for younger cats, but has to be firm with them to make them the best warriors.

Like my other cats, Rockpaw wasn't born in good circumstances. He was a rogue, living in a rogue group. But that rogue group was attacked by badgers, thus giving him his scar. He survived three moons longer on his own, then came to the Clan at 6 moons old. It was a miracle he survived so long. But then he met his enemy-'paw, Emberpaw. Little rivals, they are. He wants ro crush Emberpaw in all his glory!

Rockpaw huffed and stood from his mentor and opponent. "Be happy I was merciful to you, today. Next time don't pick a fight with me," he said.
His mentor let a small mrrow of laughter out. "Of couse, Rockpaw," she said with a sly smile. "But," she tripped the apprentice and pinned him. "Don't let your guard down. Ever."
He growled. "Okay, let me try again,"