Patchclaw|RC Deputy

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[atrb=background,http://img718.imageshack.us/img718/7324/middv.jpg] Name: Patchclaw Age: 50 moons Gender:She-cat Clan: RiverClan Apprentice: Open Rank: Deputy Mate/Crush: She’s too busy for you…but if you really want to try…. Kin: Otterkit (Nephew) Rabbitkit(Nephew) Hawkstep (Brother, deceased) Description: Patchclaw is a very small she-cat. Her pelt is a snowy white, with blazing ginger and pitch-black patches across her thin body. She bears a great resemblance in build to her now-deceased brother. Both cats were small, thin, and built pretty wiry. Though she resembles a WindClan cat, she is most definitely in RiverClan. She has this odd thing going on with her feet. She has webbed paws, which help her swim just as fast as any fish. Her claws are long and sharp, and also aid in her hunting. Not only is she a fast swimmer, but she’s also an amazing fighter and hunter. With her build, she can twist and slip in and out of battles, constantly surprising her next enemy with outstretched claws. Her whip-like tail is in constant movement, along with her bright gold eyes. They seem a bit large for her small, triangular head, but it just makes her look all the scarier. It keeps cats in their proper places. Her paws appear small and dainty, but it’s been strongly pointed out that she’s not a bit like that. Her ears are constantly swiveling around, the triangular devices fine0tuned to hear any noise or disturbance. Personality: Some she-cats are the sweetest things in the world. Some aren’t, though it’s a rare few that break the sweet-hearted stereotype. Patchclaw’s a very strong-willed she-cat, but it doesn’t seem to get her into any trouble with Willowstar. She seems to agree, ninety percent of the time, with her leader. What about that other ten-percent? She makes it work for her. It’s not that Patchclaw is manipulative; she just has this way of talking someone into something. Now, she’s not going to try and turn the tables so she seems perfect, or so that everything goes her way. Whatever’s good for the Clan is good for Patchclaw. Along with being incredibly strong-willed, she’s also very stubborn. Really, it’s not a good idea to mess with her. She’s very loyal to her Clan; her clanmates, leader, everyone down to the tiniest kit, she will do anything to protect them. She won’t do everything for them. If they’ve screwed up and gone against the code, Patchclaw HAS to tell Willowstar. It’s for the good of the Clan. Patchclaw didn’t become Deputy for no reason. She works harder than most cats, always doing her best. Almost is not good enough for her. It never was, and it never will be. Not Ever. History: 50 moons ago, Leafwind found out she was pregnant with her best friend, Falconstep’s, kits. Both cats were incredibly over-joyed. Soon two very unique kits were born. Both were small and thinm with long tails and big ears. The larger tabby tom was named Hawkit, and his smaller calico sister became Patchkit. When they opened their eyes about a moon later, both kit’s looked out into the world with determined gazes. Patchkit stumbled out of the nursery on wobbly legs first, and nearly walked into the deputy at the time. In an instant, Patchkit seemed to know what she wanted to be when she was fully grown. The deputy position called to the little kit, and she watched the apprentices from every day onward, copying their moves the best the little she-kit could. Five or so moons after that, she became an apprentice to that same cat that had changed her fate, Willowfur. Patchpaw took to apprenticehood like no other cat. She stayed out of trouble. How was helping the elders going to help her in her training? She fought hard to stay on top in everything, whether it was hunting, fighting, swimming, tracking. Anything and everything needed to be done perfectly, or she wouldn’t get where she wanted to be. At 14 moons, she was quickly given her warrior name, along with her more easy going brother. Hawkstep and Patchclaw kept on going at different paces. Even if she was tired, hungry, or had a minor injury, she was out on basically every patrol. Rarely did the young warrior rest. After a while, she found out that her brother was hoping to make a shy young she-cat his mate. Patchclaw actually became very fast friends with Blueflower. It was an odd friendship, seeing as Patchclaw and Blueflower were polar opposites. She hoped that she would one day be an aunt, but not for a while. They were all still too young, in her opinion, to be worried about kits. She was soon given a kit to mentor. Patchclaw tried not to go too hard on Redpaw, and he became a warrior too soon for her liking. Patchclaw had quite enjoyed mentoring the young tom. He was the closest thing she’d ever had to a son. Sadly, he died of Whitecough a few moons later. It was another while later that she was finally announced to be Deputy of RiverClan. Hawkstep, Bluefower, and her now eldery parents couldn’t have beem happier. Patchclaw seemed to glow, and got right down to the job of being deputy. No cat could do better in her opinion. A long time after, Hawkstep and Blueflower told her they’d be having kits. She tried to hide her happiness, but Blueflower noticed. When Otterkit and Rabbitkit were born, she promised Blueflower she;d always keep an eye on her friend’s sons.The death of her parents, her brother and his mate was a blow to her. She pushed onward, though, and harbors a secret affection for her nephews. Roleplay example: Other: Yeah..keeping the table. I lost her picture.

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"46 moons ago, Leafwind found out she was pregnant with her best friend, Falconstep’s, kits."

Fix that and you'll be good.

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Fixed.

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