female ♡ six moons ♡ the outsider
Name:
Mushroompaw
Character Age:
6 moons
Gender:
Female
Alliance:
WindClan
Rank:
Apprentice
Appearance:
Her eyes are like an ocean - look into their deep blue depths and you might just get lost. Her pelt is like autumn - a crisp colour with a coat that carries the faint scent of dried roses. Her posture is like that of a wild cat - bold and proud, yet sleek and stealthy.
This tiny she-cat carries herself on proud, yet clumsy, white paws. The rest of her short, messy coat is mostly a dark tabby colour, with only a few more white interruptions on her belly, chest and chin.
It's almost impossible for Mushroompaw to hide her surfaced feelings: her tail and fluff-tipped ears are out of control and those who observe closely may tell that her mesmerizing blue orbs turn lighter or darker as her moods shift, impersonating a far-away ocean and its rolling waves even more.
Personality:
Mushroompaw is undeniably clumsy. It's true - when she concentrates she can go unheard - but her busy mind hardly ever covers those frontiers. This she-cat is often found dreaming; coming up with stories and characters and foreign lands, and she's earned a "crazy - try to avoid" status in her clan.
Imagine not feeling at home - imagine not fitting in. In a small group of cats and around her friends, this she-cat is bold and colourful, but don't expect to hear more than a simple comment or suggestion from this otherwise shy wallflower when in a larger group.
[i]Likes:
♡ daydreaming
♡ being heard and understood
♡ escaping from the members of her clan . exploring
Dislikes:
♡ loud cats . chatterboxes
♡ interruptions
♡ bullies . and for a good reason .
Strengths:
♡ fighting
♡ creativity
♡ exploring
Weaknesses:
♡ clumsiness
♡ social ability
♡ hunting
History:
I wasn't easy - it never was. And it never will be, either. As a kit Mushroompaw was considered odd and out-of-place. Her shy and personality was never accepted - at least not around the cats in her own clan, at least. When her clumsiness was unearthed it just became another method of teasing and bullying, her fur almost unrecognizable from all the 'stab in the backs' and usually pretty eyes lost in sadness. Something helped, though. Visits to the forest at midnight helped her with her bullying problem, and Mushroompaw started excelling in battle postures and tactics. The she-cats shell started to break and she tried to socialize with her clan-members, but one breathtaking summer morning the almost-warrior returned from her walk, crestfallen. The next week, the night before her warrior ceremony, Mushroompaw fled. She became a loner, only the few friends she made in her clan seeing her in her new form - Mushroom, the tabby-and-white traveler, occasionally found on the clan's territories or around on the outside borders. What made her flee? Will she go back? Who was the cat that changed her so much during her apprentice years...?
Roleplay Sample:
♡ coming soon ♡
Comments:
mew ♡[/i]
