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S C A R L E T P A W
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I N T R O
Hey there, it’s really nice to meet you! I’m Scarletpaw, and I’m eight moons - but don’t let my age fool you into thinking I’m weak! If you couldn’t tell, I’m female, and I’m an apprentice - hence the ‘paw in my name. I’m completely loyal to my clan, WindClan; you won’t catch me sneaking around with any toms from another![/fancypost]
| [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 2px solid #ffffff; border-left: 2px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 2px solid #ffffff; border-right: 2px solid #ffffff; border-radius: 50px; font-family: times; color:#ffffff; height: 300px; width: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt] A P P E A R A N C E So anyways, you want to know about me? I suppose I can tell you a little. Let’s start with my appearance. Since you’re too lazy to just look at me, I’ll tell you a bit about how I look to start this off. Lots of cats say I’ve got really soft fur - I guess it’s because I’m always grooming it. I can’t stand to have a hair out of line! I suppose all that grooming would make it soft, keeping all the dirt out and all. Speaking of my fur -since you obviously don’t have eyes, or you could plainly see - I’m a brown tabby. I have lots of stripes, and they cover my entire body - even my head! I think my stripes are one of my best features. They’re just... fun, I guess! Swirling in crazy patterns, always unpredictable. Oh, by the way, I have olive green eyes. They’re not that pretty, but I guess it doesn’t matter, as long as I can see out of them. What’s that? My build? Oh, well I suppose I’m rather small, compared to the other apprentices. I’m about three quarters their size, but don’t underestimate me! I’m all muscle, through and through. I can do just as good as any other cat my age, so don’t go judging me by my size. It may help that my legs are a little disproportionate, a little long. They help me keep up with the others, so my size won’t slow me down, either! Well... I guess that’s it. If you couldn’t tell all of that just by looking at me, I suppose you should get some glasses... or maybe some new eyes![/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 2px solid #ffffff; border-left: 2px solid #ffffff; border-bottom: 2px solid #ffffff; border-right: 2px solid #ffffff; border-radius: 50px; font-family: times; color:#ffffff; height: 300px; width: 200px; overflow: auto; font-size: 8pt] P E R S O N A Alright, what next... I know! Since you haven’t known me long, I’ll tell you a bit about how I act and how I feel. I suppose it’s a bit personal, but hey, you want to know about me, you’re gonna get the full Scarletpaw experience! According to my momma, I’m ’sweet’ and ‘adorable.’ But according to my friends, I’m ‘funny’ or sometimes, when I have a little too much energy, I’m ‘annoying.’ Yet still, a lot of warriors say I’m ‘energetic’ or ‘rambunctious’ - and believe me, not all warriors like that. I suppose it’s because they’re getting old. But you’d think they’d retire if they didn’t have or want energy, for themselves or around them, that they’d retire... oh well, that’s not up to me. Anyways, back on to me. I suppose I can be all of those things. I can be sweet when I want to, if I really want to get something out of someone. I’ll kiss right up, to get what I want. Sure, I’m not too proud of it. But hey, it works, right? When I’m around my friends, I can’t help but crack a joke. I love lightening the mood - why does everyone act so serious all the time? They just need to lighten up and live a little - you only have one chance! Though, I’m not one for taking risks, so don’t take me the wrong way. I just want to have fun and be happy for my life. Though, at my young age, I suppose I’m prone to having more energy - not necessarily a bad thing, but often it annoys others. Some just aren’t appreciative of my bubbly, loud, rambunctious self. Granted, it’s not that great. But lighten up, will ya? I mean, just let me have fun! What do I like? Well, I love taking walks on sunny days - they’re just so relaxing! I love hunting too, not only does it help feed my clan, but it’s fun when you’re in a group with friends. Who doesn’t love a friendly competition? Also, I absolutely love to climb trees. The height is exhilarating, and the climb itself is a little bit of a work-out. The opposite of like - dislike. I don’t like getting wet. The water sticks my fur to my body, making me look even smaller! Not to mention the cold... Also, I absolutely hate fighting. It just seems wrong, fighting against other cats. I mean, I know we can’t all get along, but is violence really the answer? Another thing I don’t like are snotty cats, or cats who think they’re ‘better’ I mean, we’re all the same, and we should learn to get along. Here in the clans, we’re all equal, so don’t think you’re better - cause you’re not. I mean, come on! Strengths? I suppose I’m pretty good at hunting. What else... Oh, I know! I’m real good at making friends. I guess it’s the way I’m so open or something, but making friends comes naturally to me. Weaknesses? Oh, that’s simple. I’m a horrible fighter. Not only does my lack of enthusiasm come into play, but a lot of the cats are bigger... granted, I’m strong, but size really does matter. As well, I’m a horrible swimmer. I went in the water once, about up to the tops of my paws, and hated it. I can’t get in the water, let alone swim! Lastly, I can sometimes be a little... too much. I find that I can be a bit over the top, and push things to far... too friendly, if you will. I’ll try to hard and end up pushing others away instead of making friends. Luckily, that doesn’t happen too often.[/fancypost] |
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H I S T O R Y
So, I guess I should tell you a bit about what happened before you met me, so you can get a better feel for... I dunno, but maybe it’ll explain some things. History’s important, you know - it affects the future - without a history, there is no ‘now.’
Well, I was born about eight moons ago, obviously. I don’t remember much, but my momma always tells us the story...
”It was a beautiful, sunny day. I’d gone out for a stroll in the middle of the woods, when all of a sudden, you three were coming! There I was, stranded, when a loner found me. Weakened, and in the state I was, I feared for my life. However, he turned out to be friendly. He helped me birth three healthy kits - you three. The first one who came was Radiokit - your father picked out your name dear. He always liked that name, and decided that from the day we knew I was expecting that you’d be Radiokit. Next came Tangerinekit, after your great grandmother, dear. I knew her well, and she was a great warrior. And last but not least came little Scarletkit, who didn’t have a name picked out for her - but, however, that loner’s name was Scarlet. You were named in honor of him, dear.
... I always liked that. That I was named after the cat who helped my momma. I hope to meet a nice tom like that someday - but from this clan, of course.
Anyways, my momma, Ashfeather, always loved to tell that story, but recently stopped because my dad, Lightningbolt, was killed in a battle with a fox about four moons ago. She’d always get teary when she got to the part about Radiokit, so she stopped telling the story all together. That was fine with us, too. We still miss him, but it’s getting easier to cope. It wasn’t long though, only about a moon after... after daddy died, before the three of us received our apprentice names, and moved out of the nursery. It was about time, too - we’d all begun to grow restless.
I suppose that’s just about it, other than that all I’ve done is training. I’m pretty good with hunting, but not so much with fighting... and even though I hate to admit it’s a hindrance, my small size never helps.[/fancypost]