Post by flameh on Jun 20, 2010 0:22:11 GMT -5
Name: Emberpaw
Age: 7 Moons
Clan: Shadow
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Female
Appearance: Emberpaw is a lithe she-cat. She has long legs in comparison to her body. She also has a long tail. Her paws and ears are quite large. Her pelt is a beautiful amber and short in length. Her eyes are a beautiful golden brown.
Personality: Emberpaw is a very kind she-cat. She loves to chat with clanmates and cats from other clans. It is one thing that sets her apart from her clanmates. She is also very cheerful. One of her favourite things to do is cheer up her clanmates. She can’t stand to see her clanmates upset. She is also extremely friendly. She tries to make as many friends as possible. This is another trait that sets her apart from the rest of her clan. She is not the most coordinated cat in the clan. She is often made fun of for her clumsiness. She often feels like an outcast because of her lack of balance. Insults are often thrown at her and everyone says she can’t even put one paw in front of another without falling over. She often dreams of running away and escaping the hate filled ShadowClan. She has made a few attempts but since she lacks stealth skills and coordination she was caught very quickly.
Fears;
- Ridicule
- Brothers
- Father
- Rejection
- Loneliness
Likes;
- Mother
- Making Friends
- Friends
- Freedom
- Escaping her Clan
Personal Quote: "Why can't they just let me go? All I want to be is free"
History Hello there. Yes I am Emberpaw of ShadowClan. What’s that you want to know about my past? Okay I’ll tell you my story. I was born in ShadowClan to my mother, Shimmerpelt and my father Harefur. I was born along with two siblings, I was the oldest. My brothers were named Ravekit and Smallkit. I was the different one in my litter. My brothers showed true ShadowClan spirit by always being tough and fighting. I was kind of quiet, extremely friendly and loving. My mother loved me and said I was a lot like her when she was a kit. My father on the other hand was disgusted by my personality. He was ashamed that I was his daughter, it hurt when he wouldn’t even look at me. My mother passed away when I was about 5 moons, she was in a border skirmish that went a little too far. The teasing started around that time. My brothers would pick on me and double team me in play fights because there was no one to tell them to stop. My father just looked the other way but I heard him praising my brothers when he thought I was asleep. I spent my last moon in the nursery living through torturous insults.
When I was apprenticed I made it my goal to prove myself. I said I was going to be the best apprentice and show my father that he could be proud of me. Instead I just proved to be more of an embarrassment. My inability to hunt without scaring all the prey made the insults worse. Ravepaw and Smallpaw haven’t stopped picking on me, even though they should look up to me because I’m the oldest. I have tried to escape many times yet everytime I’m dragged back to camp and punished.
Mother: Shimmerpelt (Deceased)
Father: Harefur
Siblings: Ravepaw & Smallpaw
Mentor: Brokeneyes
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