Post by Ki on Oct 27, 2011 17:23:07 GMT -6
Name: Smokepaw [Smokewhisker]
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: WindClan
Mentor: Doveclaw
Rank: Apprentice
Crush: Mousepaw
Kin: Graysong (Mother, StarClan); Phoenix (Father, Rogue);
Description: Smokepaw lives up to his name. His fur is colored gray-black and light green eyes. He's built like most WindClan cats: born to run. The look suits him as well. His slender long legs and lithe build make him look very handsome. In some places, like on the top of his head and his lower back, the fur darkens just a bit. These are the only things that could pass for markings on his rather plain pelt. It does, however, make him look a little snake-like. There's just something about the shape of his head combined with his build that makes him resemble a snake. Smokepaw always has a serious, down-to-earth look about him. There's an intelligent glimmer in his eyes, showing wisdom beyond his tears. Though the apprentice always seems to look slightly bored. Many say that he's looked that way since he was kitted. Like the world was simply too easy to figure out to be interesting.
Personality: Smokepaw is as serious as he looks. While he is an obedient and intelligent apprentice, he does not know the meaning of fun. There isn't a drop of humor in his blood. Only stark honesty and facts. If you're a lousy hunter, he'll say so. If you just missed a very easy kill, Smokepaw will be the one to tell you. Though not everything he says is negative; Smokepaw will praise you highly if you do something worth praising. This makes cats either love the apprentice or hate him. Smokepaw also always looked at things from a logical and skeptical point of view. Despite this, he has a firm belief in StarClan and their mysterious ways. Smokepaw is also fiercely loyal to WindClan.
History: Smokepaw was orphaned a few days after birth. His kitting had many complications and his mother died before his eyes were opened. He and his siblings were raised by another queen. Smokekit showed interesting qualities from the start. He often did not wish to play and romp, like the usual kit did. Smokekit instead observed the warriors, spending as much time with them as he could. He watched them wrestle with each other and run through the camp. No one knew what he was doing until Smokekit began to imitate their fighting moves. They were imperfect, but he had showed promise. Though many worried about his social life, or lack there of. A few press him to play with the other kits and stressed how important it was to learn to play and interact with others. It never took, it seems.
Smokekit became Smokepaw within good time. The day he became an apprentice was the proudest day of his life. Smokekit groomed his fur to perfection so that he could look dignified and proud at the ceremony. It was probably the only time he actually ever showed any excitement or extreme happiness for that matter. He proved to be a diligent, hard-working apprentice. Until...the incident.
Smokepaw became close friends with a fellow apprentice by the name of Mousepaw. They were fast friends. He would often run off with her on her various adventures, upsetting his mentor and shocking the warriors. Smokepaw wasn't usually one for rebellious behavior. But with Mousepaw around, he was much more lively and adventurous. Not too long after their friendship blossomed, Birchnose told Mousepaw she was carrying kits. The Clan had been properly horrified. Smokepaw had been hurt, as he had deep feelings for his friend. But he saw how distressed his friend was. Smokepaw shocked everyone when he stepped up and claimed to be the father. Not only that, but he also claimed that he was the one who convinced Mousepaw to do the deed. And that, initially, she was hesitant. His goal was to taken on the brunt of the Clan's anger, and succeeded. Though Smokepaw takes all of this with his usual stoic attitude. Whenever he is not performing his apprentice duties, he is at Mousepaw's side.
Roleplay example: Second kitty~
Other: Nope
