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| Olivepaw of ShadowClan; work.in.progress | |
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| {.zoketi.} | Dec 18 2012, 04:26 PM Post #1 |
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{ name } { gender } she-cat { age } six moons { allegiance } ShadowClan { rank } apprentice { fur color } olivepaw has a base of white, but is splotched with deep russet-red patches of tabby fur. one on her back, one on the base of her tail and going up her tail, and one on her head. She has a small patch on her muzzle below her nose. { eye color } a blazing olive green. { carries } none. { other traits } short, soft fur. thin long tail. tall legs and slim body. { personality traits } wip { likes } wip { dislikes } wip { strengths } wip { weaknesses } wip { parents } Honeywhisker - mother ; deceased Toadblaze - father ; deceased { siblings } Wasppaw - brother ; living { mate } none. { kits } none. { significant history } It was the moment of Olivekit and Waspkit's birth that caused the death of sweet Honeywhisker of ShadowClan. She had never been a physically strong cat, fragile and sickly. It wasn't a surprise that the experience of birth destroyed her. Something broke, that day. Nothing a medicine cat could do. It was painful and slow, so much that deathberries were used. Her mate Toadblaze, a worrisome but kind tom, was torn apart by her death. Some say he went mad, or just stopped caring for himself. Either way, he was found dead a few days later, his body lying mangled in a stream. The badger-scent explained it all. So the little kits never met either of their parents. They were raised by another queen, who had a single kit of her own. From the start, Olivekit was a rough child. She wasn't the leader, as Waspkit had claimed that, but it made her bitter towards her brother. She liked to be in charge, and often their play-fights turned into quarrels. Olivekit was nothing less than fierce. She was a little spitfire kit, dashing and mad and feisty. She was smart, though, and learned to be patient in time. She grew along with her brother, never large--rather like her mother, but never as weak. She was just small--yet the tiniest would be the most deadly in her case. Waspkit was larger, always, and he never lost the chance to attack his sister. However, she could fight back readily, and they both won and lost. Each had their own advantages. Olivekit found that although she disliked her brother, she knew she could trust him and relied on him as her only living kin. After they were told the truth, of course. She was disappointed that her real parents were in StarClan, but it didn't bother her for long. After all, she was a kit, and didn't understand much of those matters. To her, her foster mother was her true mother. Eventually it came the day every kit looks forwards too. Olivekit was just as excited, and she and Waspkit were paraded happily from the nursery to receive their new positions. The little ginger and white kit became Olivepaw, and at last she was on her way to being a warrior! { mentor } needed! { current Apprentice } none. { past apprentice(s) } none. { plans } anyone wish to be the queen who fostered them? also, if anyone wants to play wasppaw they can, but if not I'll just play him. Edited by {.zoketi.}, Apr 7 2013, 11:55 AM.
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