Hollypaw

[Holly]

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=200815] Why do you shun me for who I am? FOR I AM Hollypaw of the great AspenClan Age 9 Moons Gender Female Rank Apprentice How can I hide in the shadows of the unknown? WHEN MY PELT IS RED AND BLACK CALICO and my eyes are pale green Scars None Appearance Hollypaw is a red orange cat with black paws. The black travels up her legs and blends into her pelt. Her tail with orange/red and black striped. She a long hair she-cat. She very lean and muscled even for an apprentice. She very small for an apprentice, but don't let her size fool you, she's strong still. She built very narrow, so once her legs grow taller she will be very air resist. In which will make her very fast. Why do you judge me for what I’ll become? JUST BECAUSE I’M TROUBLESOME AND HYPER Personality Hollypaw is a friendly she-cat unless you annoy her or insult her, then, you better watch out, because her tongue is as sharp as her claws. She is a very protective of her friends and clan mates, because she has no family to be protective of. She'd give her life for her clans and friends. Hollypaw is a troublesome she-cat. Not only does she feel the need to prove herself to the clans, but herself to. Being a rogue born makes her feel different. Also, she will talk back to her mentor when she's annoyed. Hollypaw is a caring she-cat to her loved ones. She would give her life to protect them. She cares for the blindest kit to the oldest elder. She loves taking care of the elders and hearing the clan stories. It might be because of her lack of knowing the clans history. She really silly. She'll joke around and make jokes during training, which might annoy her mentor a lot. She enjoys making her clan mates joke, she just doesn't understand the right time and wrong time. The only time she is snappy is during a battle or when she nervous. Then, of course when someone annoys her. She snappy during a battle, because she's so focused on the battle. Like any normal cat you'd be snappy when your stressed or nervous. She hates being called a rogue. It frustrates and annoys her. She may be rogue born, but she can still shred any other cat like a warrior can! Preferences Likes: Her clan Her friends Hunting Running Sunning Play fighting Dislikes: Other Clans Rogues Self Center cats Dogs Secret Ambitions To be the best warrior ever Strengths/Weaknesses Strengths: Running Fighting Hunting Weakness: Tracking Swimming Playing Attention How am I punished for what my kin has done? EVEN IF MY PARENTS ARE UNKNOWN AND TANYA Family Mother is dead and father is unknown. Event that Lead to being a Warrior Not a Warrior, yet. History Tanya was Hollypaw's mother. Tanya had made her den within the Aspenclan territory. When Hollypaw was 2 moons old a badger attacked Tanya den, in doing killing her mother and brothers. She was found by a Aspenclan patrol and bought back to the camp site. Where she was raised up in. As a kit she was always hyper and playful, yet she could clearly tell she was different. She knew the queen who nursed her was not her mother. She always though her mum was a warrior, but passed away. She was half right. When she was 5 moons her nurse mum told her the truth, because clearly no one else would. For the next moon she pulled out of the clan life and stayed in the nursery and refused to come out. When she hit 6 moons she figured out she couldn't run away from her past, but to get ready for the future and to become the very best warrior she can. She wants to be nothing more then deputy one day. Sample RP A flash of red and a flash of black weaved through the bushes. Not only was it a creature, but it was a cat. She was a Aspenclan cat, Hollypaw, actually. Why she was running, no one could be sure. Yes, it made her less stress, but was there more to why she was running? Who knows, maybe she was heading somewhere. She was running very fast for a normal cat, but not to fast to make her a freak. Her body was built very air resist. Ever since her first trip out of camp she had been running more then a normal cat, weather or not there was a reason to it, none would really know. You call me by the name I’ve lied I meet in secret with those who’ve died Though life is not’ but treachery This life is all the life in me

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