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Character Name: Littlepaw
Gender: Male
Clan{if any}: Thunderclan
Rank(CANNOT be leader, deputy or medicine cat/med apprentice unless you are making up their clan/tribe): apprentice
Appearance(Must look realistic--NO RED EYES!): He's a black and white cat. His eyes are blue and a tinge of green
Personality: Sweet ,funny, likes to play
History(Not needed):
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Littlepaw needs a mentor. He is a ThunderClan cat. So only ThunderClan members, please.
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Littlepaw peeked in the apprentices den. "Could I listen?" He asked Limpfur. He smiled warmly and sat down, tail curled around him. "What is this story about?"
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Littlepaw moved over beside Wildpaw. He loved storys from the elders.
OOC: Is Wildpaw a boy or girl?
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OOC: Is it okay if Littlepaw likes Wildpaw?
IC: He rubbed his head on Wildpaw's. He felt comfortable with her.
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He knew that Wildpaw had feelings for him. But did he have them towards her? No matter he thought I have to listen!
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He heard a small whisper. "Sure" he replied back. He got to his paws and waited for Wildpaw. "Where are we going?" He asked politely. He rubbed his head on hers.
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Littlepaw trotted in waiting to be trained by his favorite mentor Whitesoul.
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"Battling!" He loved to play fight when he was a kit.
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He dashed after Whitesoul and pushed Whitesoul down. "Was that good?" He asked as he got off of her. He liked that he knock her over.
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Littlepaw turned around and bit Whitesoul's tail
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OOC: Okay, Sorry force of habit.
IC: "Okay" He then swiped but missed, claws sleathed.
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He dashed under Whitesoul and lunged on her. He quickly got off. "That was my best!" He said excitingly
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He did what she had told him, dashing under her legs and hitting her belly. He hoped she would fall. It always felt good to succeed
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"Are you okay?" He asked. He didn't want his mentor to be hurt.
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Littlepaw moved in closer.
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Littlepaw sat and listened. He loved to hear elders tell stories. After all, they where so interesting. But the thought of a cat speaking dog was sort of crazy. "Tell us more!" He yowled.
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OOC: While we're waiting for her can Littlepaw tell a story?
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"Stormpaw, Don't!" Littlepaw screamed. "You do have something to live for, the Clan!" He tried to push Stormpaw's paw down.
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OOC: Who are you talking to?