Cat's Name: Acornpaw (Warrior name: Acornfall)
Cat's Age: Eight Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Alliance: ShadowClan
Position: Apprentice
Appearance: <blockquote>Acornpaw is small for age, perhaps some would see her as fragile. Dispite this, she is quite beautiful. Smooth and vibrant, her pelt is patched with black, auburn and white. Each whisker on her round face is quite light in hue. Acornpaw's most unique trait, though, are her eyes. They are a dark maroon. Not red, but a brown that, if the light is right, will frighten the fur off a kit. </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Being a typical ShadowClan cat, Acornpaw is a quick thinker and quite clever. As this may be, she is very caring for her Clanmates. Most of the time she isn't very sure of herself, but she's open to trying new things. However, Acornpaw is sometimes influenced by dark thoughts, and she has to push them away. She is often frightened of her own strength in battle. Acornpaw loves learning, and solving problems.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Acornpaw was born and raised ShadowClan. She recently started training, but alas, is mentorless. Her father was her mentor for the first bit of her training, but he was brutally killed by a rogue in a border skirmish. This death struck Acornpaw hard; she was grieving for ages over her loved father. Little did she realize, though, that her father was malicious and sly. Acornpaw continued her life, unable to train. Her mother was killed on the Thunderpath when she was a kit, but Acornpaw hardly remembers.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>Acornpaw froze. Static crackled in the air like lightning, causing the apprentice's tri-coloured pelt to prickle. The electric air wasn't the only reason Acornpaw was on edge. Acornpaw glared into the brambles, nearly certain she could see two neatly round golden orbs watching her curiously. The shape in the bushes shifted, and Acornpaw dared not to move. Was it a fox? Would she be able to fight it off? Why had she come hunting alone?
Slowly, the eyes in the bushes blinked, and Acornpaw let out a screech of alarm. The apprentice, unsure, leaped at the thorny brambles, feeling her claws dig into a thick pelt. The animal cried in terror. She dug her fangs into the creature's shoulder, but it heaved her off clumsily and managed to pull away from Acornpaw's unsheathed claws. It lumbered into a clearing, where a shaft of moonlight lit it up. It was a kittypet! Acornpaw shouldered her way into the clearing, tail fluffed. The kittypet was round, fur on end. Suddenly she wondered whether she should attack or let the kittypet defend itself. Before she could decide, the cowardly cat raced off into the forest! Acornpaw scolded herself silently for letting the intruder get away. What kind of ShadowClan warrior was she?</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>If I don't get accepted, lemme know why so I can change it if you don't mind ><</blockquote>