Rowan padded near Fawn. "Why do you want to know!?" She yelled. Wait. What did she just do..?! Watch your mouth, she told herself. "Ehm.. I mean... Wh-why so interested?" She padded slowly behind the motherly she-cat.
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"Y-yeah.. We're s-sorry, sir. We were just restin' up.. After.. ah.." With a quick glance at the cat before her, she continued, "After a long day's rest! Yeah.. She- Erm, we - have been traveling a while, and we were catchin' a b-breather!" Rowan hoped her somewhat-of-a-lie convinced him.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Featherpaw[/size]
[size=5]Of ThunderClan[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Gold
Pelt: Cinnamon and white
[/size]Traits: I am a a glossy pelted she-cat with large eyes and a long, graceful tail. I tend to look on the brighter side of things and make peace, but I won't back down from a fight.
History: The she-cat and tom that are her parents abandoned her at birth. They were both in Thunderclan, and couldn't care for a kit, so they just left her there. She was named Featherkit (now Paw, of course) because when she lay in the open when she was abandoned, a now dead warrior saw an eagle swoop down and pick her up, trying to capture her, but was fought off by the clan.
Featherpaw raised herself and by watching other cats, learned to speak, but has a slight lisp. She is the kind that likes fun and hates fights.
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Featherpaw padded into the apprentice's den excitedly. She was carrying in her mouth a strange Twoleg device. It was a hard, hanging object with a circle and dots in the middle, with two little sticks that moved slowly. "I found something awesome! Well, I think it's awesome, it looks pretty foren!"
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With narrowed eyes and a step forward, she said plainly, "Nowhere. We're traveling, in search of shelter."
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Rowan, too, was shocked by the offer. What? Just join? Like - BABAM? Just like that?
It made no sense.
"Wow.. I.." Rowan's voice trailed off. She turned to Fawn.
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[size=4]I am...[/size]
[size=6]Thistle[/size]
[size=5]The Rouge[/size]
[size=3]Eyes: Blue
Pelt: Blue
[/size]Traits: I am a a long-legged Tom with vivid eyes and a strong build. I can be really nasty and hurt other cats all the time, but I have a way of being two steps ahead of most others.
History: There is a bully who will not stop picking on me and I am desperate to get rid of.. it.
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4/10
Swollenfoot
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8/10
Clevereye
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4/10
Silkencoat
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Featherpaw cocked her head. "Yah-huh! I think so! But.." She examined it and messed around with it. Finally, she concluded, "I'm not sure what it does.."
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"Yeah!" Featherpaw agreed. "I bet it does something awesome!"
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Rowan hesitantly followed Fawn and Swallow. She wasn't sure what to think. She wondered whether or not Fawn would give the clanner a chance.
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"Wait!" Featherpaw called after Puddlepaw. She showed him the way the small lines moved across the screen. "It means something!"
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Frog wandered camp and an unfamiliar scent snatched her attention. With a low mutter about lunatics to herself, she padded towards the scent.
"Who goes there?" she bellowed.
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Frog raised a brow at the she-cat. "Grudge, eh?" She spat. "So yeh're actually bright enough t' stand up, hm?" With the tiniest of smirks, she added, "Most other cats scamper off like rats with their tail between their legs when they turn up 'ere." Clever little one. Fast-talker. She could do good.
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With a long moment of thought, Frog concluded, "Well, since ya got the guts t' show up here, I s'pose we could let yeh in.. But I'm not guarunteein' you nothin'. You gotta commit, an' t'at ain't done by showin' up. You gotta pitch in. That clear, kid?" She eyed the cunning cat in front of her. She could do the clan use, but it felt strange to have a cat just walk up and ask to be in a rouge clan.
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4/10
Seraphwing
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IC:
Featherpaw sat patiently. Pawing at the ground excitedly, she thought of the things her new mentor would teach her. She couldn't wait!
OOC:
Okee-dokes, Featherpaw needs a mentor! c: Keep in mind, this is TC only. Whoever will be her mentor, just jump in!
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Featherpaw, of whom was lost in thought, jumped. With a smile, she purred, "Oh, hiya there! I'm Featherpaw!"