TC tom iz need- well...wanted anyway.

Name: Squirrelfoot
Age: 12 moons
Gebder: Female
Alliance: Thunderclan
Position: Warrior
Appearence: Brown fur with black stripes, mucular, thin but not too thin, small, and she has hazel/yellowish eyes
Personality:
She is kind-hearted, intelligent, clumsy, but being clumsy doesn't affect her hunting skills. She always tries to do her best, and she always likes to look on the brightside of things. When it comes to battling she is very fierce and protective. She can be very perky, she hates rudeness, and she doesn't like surprises very much.
History: Squirrelfoot was born and raised in Thunderlclan, her parents were too. She has two sister but they died two days after birth. Squirrelfoot was born right during the middle of Newleaf, and she loves Newleaf the most. When she was an apprentice she got lost hunting, and she ended up at an abandoned two-leg home. She tried to climb up a tree to get inside the broken window and a piece of glass cut into her hind leg. She got lucky because if another apprentice hadn't heard her yelp, she would have died from an infection.
Roleplay Sample:
Squirrelfoot was carrying her prey in her mouth, a fat juicy squirrel. She realized she was in a dream because Newleaf hadn't come yet, and in this place of hers, it was Newleaf. She dropped her prey and she chased the butterflies that were in the field of yellow flowers. She finally plopped down and soaked in the sunlight. Then she opened her eyes, and this time she wasn't in a dream.
She was awake now, and she could feel the cold wind howl through the brambles. She could hear the pit-pat of the rain, and she could hear footsteps approach the den. Squirrelfoot quickly jumped up, she didn't recognize this approaching figures scent. " Who are you? " she asked with an unertain tone.