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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]
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male ✄ five moons ✄ the mysterious
Name:
Bonekit
Character Age:
5 moons
Gender:
Male
Alliance:
ShadowClan
Rank:
Apprentice
Appearance:
Having a black pelt can work to your advantage - you can go unseen in between the foliage, up in the trees and even under some darker waters. But not if this pelt is growing to be a pale white. When Bonekit was proud of his
Personality:
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Dislikes:
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Strengths:
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Weaknesses:
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History:
Roleplay Sample:
♡ coming soon ♡
Comments:
mew ♡[/i]
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Coveredkit /\ Coveredpaw /\ Coveredsky
Name : : Coveredpaw
Age : : 7 moons
Gender : : Female
Rank : : Apprentice
Appearance : : This she-cat looks normal from a distance - she's of average height has a smooth, black pelt and two beautiful sea-green orbs; but from close up her coat and eyes spring to life... The dark fur you once thought was flaw-proof now carries a few lighter hairs that shift like the sun peaking through a suffocating blanket of clouds, and her eyes impersonate an ocean almost completely. Coveredpaw's smile is breathtaking and her form quite pretty - she bears a whole new appearance if you just dare to look a little deeper...
Personality : : She's not exactly sugar and she's not exactly salt - she's candy! Coveredpaw is cheeky, creative, clumsy, yet crazy. Although she looks a little 'ghostly' due to her pelt, those who've spent a little time with her can agree she's bright and definately not just black and white. You'd be surprised what comes out of her mouth sometimes - her daydreams and fantasies have a way of crawling out through her fangs! It's hard to be in a gloomy situation with this bubbly she-cat around, but on the rare occasion she might just show you a caring shoulder...
Strengths : :
: fighting
: sneaking
: her creativity
Weaknesses : :
: occasional clumsiness
: silly side... sometimes
: lack of an attention span - except when it comes to battle practice.
Parents : : Most likely still alive, but keep a low profile as loners.
Mate : : Too young
Kits : : Too young
Crush : : No crushes, but a few toms as friends.
Other : : Loves impersonating things - voices, animals other cats...
Password : : Yin and Yang.
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"What do you think you're doing?!" Mushroompaw jumped, her voice raised raised in a surprised squeak. The she-cat's blue gaze had been fixed on the sun bleached grass as she walked, the wind tossing it around like a head of blonde hair and distracting the apprentice enough to make her unaware of her surroundings. Lost in her own world, she hadn't noticed the tom until they were only a couple of fox-lengths apart.
The apprentice eyed the tom up and down, curiosity crawling over her surprise and almost getting the better of her. Mushroompaw couldn't take her eyes off the tom (a much better view than WindClan's grass) and couldn't help but notice his gloomy mood. What the hell's wrong with you! Attack! Interrogate! - don't go asking what's wrong with that pathetic ... She checked the scent. HawkClanner!
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*barges in* I'VE COME TO SLAY THE SPOILER MONSTER!!
How's it broken though...? 
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Haha thanks! A friend sent me the code... But I probably won't use it often. Too lazy. 
How do you write that much and still keep your posts so good?! I'm really sorry for my low muse...
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"Oh, ummm... Nice to meet you, Chev." She tested the new name, or nickname, her usually pretty face twisted into a mess of confusion and surprise. Her fur had 'settled down', a few tufts of tabby pelt around her neck and scruff was still on end. Her ocean-coloured orbs eyed the tom up and down, trying not to flinch at the salty smell that seemed to hang over Chev.
"I'm Mushroompaw." the apprentice replied, still a little suspicious but a little more convinced he wouldn't lash out at her - not for a while, anyway. Mushroompaw scraped her mind for any nicknames she'd been awarded in the past, but none came to mind. "And why are you on our territory? Why do you look so sad?" Immediately a white paw covered her mouth. Great start, Mushroom. Pathetic finish.
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IC: Both of you are accepted! Problem is, you may need to be warriors.... We don't have enough adult cats to be mentors! X3
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yeah.... I'll make a warrior later if you like :)
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Coveredpaw trotted into camp, her mind still swimming with foggy, half-forgotten dreams. The sweet, faint smell of rain on rocks cleared her head, chasing away the sleepy thoughts completely. Eyes fixing on the three huddled cats, the black apprentice making her way over to Stonewhisker, Cloudstar and Birdpaw. "Morning." Coveredpaw greeted with a smile.
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Periwinkle ruffled her pastel blue feathers, black eyes scanning the little patch of forest that remained in front of her and the yellow-and-blue expanse that replaced the familiar, dark green leaves. Lifting her wings in preparation, the stubborn blue jay dove from her perch, zooming through the last stretch of trees before entering the odd terrain. Periwinkle flew closer to the sandy ground, feeling the need to examine what might live in such a place. When her wings sent a few of the grains flying into the air, the bird cursed under her breath, lifting her wings to put more of a distance between her and the strange floor. Who would even think of living in a place like this? Full of this yellow stuff and that irritating salty smell...
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With her usual radiant smile already being painted onto her face, Coveredpaw shifted slightly to her left so that she was in Birdpaw's train of sight... Well, if he could... Y'know... See... "I guess I slept in a bit." The apprentice's voice was accompanied by a small, embarrassed giggle as she gestured to the cats already buzzing around CloudClan camp. "But I guess there's not much to do, anyway. No fun hunting in the rain..."
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"Oh, no; It's fine. It takes more than a bit of pacing to wake me." She replied, reassuring mixed in with her usual amused tone. Coveredpaw stifled a yawn, ears slowly getting used to the constant rumble of rain smashing against rocks and earth beyond the cave. Coveredpaw's gaze left Birdpaw when the leader called over to them, and with her tail tapping her fellow apprentice lightly on his shoulder (in a small way of pointing him in he direction of the leader, the black apprentice padded toward the leader's den slowly and curiously.
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Coveredpaw's smile shrunk a little, her eyebrows knitting together in a disappointed frown. "In the rain?" the apprentice whined, looking up at Cloudstar with unbelieving eyes.
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Ah, ok.
I think Covered's nearly a warrior anyway... idk.
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"Sure you can handle a patrol of apprentices?" Coveredpaw teased, forgetting the rain for a moment to raise an unbelieving eyebrow. Her face slowly regained its cheerful, mischevious glow as she waited for the other two apprentices and Cloudstar's command.
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-- track! I might apply as a worker... I do more graphic art-type things. c:
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" Lets go!" He said. He turned and oadded out of the camp. Snowpaw walked by Tinkerpaw." Did you guys know that this is out last patrol as apprentoces!" She said happily. Cloudstar nodded.
Coveredpaw plodded along, shivering at the thought of rain... And cold... And a damp pelt. It was uncommon for her to hint even the tiniest bit of grogginess, but today the weather got the better of her. "But we're only seven moons..." She pondered, the thought of being a warrior lightening her gloomy gait a bit. "Well most of us, anyway." Coveredpaw shot a small, brief smile at Birdpaw, the smallest bit of pride and admiration in her gaze. Even though he was blind, the tom was a better warrior than most, and she couldn't help but look up to him for that...
:: merp idk :3 ::
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"Well that was..." The apprentice trailed off, glad not to be in the rain any longer but also a bit confused. "Don't worry. I'll help you with your fighting if you think your life depends on it." Coveredpaw half-teased, shouldering Birdpaw lightly before padding back toward the cave.
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Coveredpaw's eyes glowed a soft blue as she stood, surprised but excited nevertheless. The she-cat's black paws tingled as she watched Cloudstar, mind muddled and overflowing with anticipation, pride and joy. She was getting her warrior name a few moons early - who was she to argue with that?
