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  • Pixiepaw//Snowclan

    Cat's Name: Pixiepaw
    Cat's Age: 6 moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: SnowClan
    Position: Apprentice
    Appearance: <blockquote>
    I am a small cat, despite my age. My pelt is gold and white. My eyes are dark blue. I have strong legs that make me a fast runner. I can also jump great heights. My tail is long and bushy, and often gets tangled like the rest of my fur.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>I am told that I am very curious. I am a smart cat and love having a good time. I can goof around, but I know when I have to be serious. I am brave, and I never turn down a challenge. I am kind to most cats, especially very young kits, and not just because I was a kit myself not too long ago! Sometimes I can get stubborn, but that's only when you get on my nerves. :)</blockquote>History: <blockquote>My father was Stoney, a loner. He lived near Fourtrees, and my mother, Goldenflower, met him on a border patrol. Then, a couple of moons later, I came! My father took care of me for one moon, then my mother decided that she wanted me to be a Snowclan cat. She brought me to the camp, and with little problems, our leader decided to let me stay. I lived with my mother until she joined Starclan from being attacked by a Shadowclan patrol. Another queen fed me until I was old enough to become an apprentice.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>"Bramblekit, I know you're there!" Pixiepaw shouted. The small brown tabby russled in the leaves. He wasn't going to come out unless Pixiepaw took him out. She leaned back on her hind legs, preparing to jump. Even though she wasn't a warrior yet, Pixiepaw had the basics down. She pounced, and just as the apprentice was about to land, Bramblekit stuck his head out of the pile of leaves, and they clobbered into each other. Pixiepaw toppled over on her back, and Bramblekit was pushed to the side on his belly. "Ouch, Pixiepaw! You always do that to me!" He yelled. Pixiepaw hissed playfully, and Bramblekit knocked her over. They pawed at each other, pretending to be warriors. </blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote></blockquote>

  • Icy's siggys [OPEN!!!!!!!!!!!!]

    1. Pic URL- http://www.pictures-of-cats.or…ralian-tiffanie-cat-2.jpg and http://www.pictures-of-cats.or…n-australian-tiffanie.jpg


    2.Background Pic- http://www.mentalhealthministr…piration/snowy_forest.jpg


    3. Text- Pixiepaw of Snowclan (this in the top left corner) Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect, it means that you've decided to see past all of the imperfections. (that is the bottom right corner.)


    4. Text colour- a dark greenish! In the same font as the one in your sig. Thanks!


    5.Anything else- Could you make it kinda like your sig, all mysterious and what not? Yours is really cool! :3

  • Waiting for Duskmoon

    Pixiepaw sat upright, too excited to move. She was six moons old, which ment that she would get a mentor. Her mentor was Duskmoon, she had never met him before, and she couldn't wait any longer. She bent down to lick her tail, which was twitching on the cold ground.
    She looked toward the camp entrance. Cats were walking back and forth, some carrying prey, others leaving to go on patrols. One day that'll be me!, Pixiepaw thought. The smell of fresh-kill filled her nostrils. She was getting hungry. She knew she wouldn't catch her first prey today, but she still hoped to.

  • Waiting for Duskmoon

    "So where's Pixiepaw?" a black tom said. Pixiepaw turned her head. Surely this wasn't her mentor? He looked so....cool. "Here I am!" she mewed. She wondered what they would do on her first day of training. She took a few steps toward her mentor. What would he think of her? Would they get along? So many questions flustered inside Pixiepaw's head. She was so excited to know the answers to them.

  • Waiting for Duskmoon

    "Hunter's crouch." Pixiepaw repeated. She wondered if she would be lucky enough to get to hunt. "Where are we going to train?" Pixiepaw mewed happily. She felt the fur on her back stand on end with excitement. This was going to be a great day, Pixiepaw could tell.

  • Waiting for Duskmoon

    Pixiepaw crouched down, trying to copy her mentor's actions. The air was brittle, perfect weather for training. The sun shone high in the sky, with clouds surrounding it. Pixiepaw fixed her eyes on her mentor. She didn't want to get distracted on her first day as an apprentice.

  • Who has the best cat?

    Pixiepaw the Awesome
    She deserves to be the best cat because....well, she is!
    She is a tiny cat.
    She is a rare breed of cat: Golden Australian Tiffanie Cat
    She has the BEST mentor: Duskmoon
    Can swim with her eyes closed (In a straight line!).
    She can stretch her head backwards and touch the tip of her tail (It's disgusting...).
    Her tail is long enough to wrap around all of her legs.
    She is awesome!
    She pwns all!
    You just got pwned!
    Pwn!
    PWNED!
    PWN!
    Pixiepaw just PWNED you!