Post by poppyface on Mar 23, 2008 16:03:00 GMT -5
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Name: Poppyface
Age : 18 moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: tom cat.
Appearance:
Pelt, thickness and color: A relatively small cat for his age and parentage, Poppyface had stripes as a kit that gradually became the familiar spots on his pelt. Though his name is Poppyface, it was made so on purpose, to accentuate the stripes, instead on spots, on his face. The spots on his back spread out to stripes as they reach his legs, tail, and forehead. His pelt is thick, and very warm, except the thin white fur on his underbelly.His chest has thick, pure white fur. Though only faintly under the white chest fur, you can see a thin, ragged scar. His face gives him the appearance of being a tabby cat, but his back and shoulders make him look like his glorious ancestors, the Egyptian Mau cat.
Eyes: his eyes are the color of the rolling river after a fierce storm. The inside pupil of his eyes are a thicker slit than most, giving him excellent night vision. Thin flecks of ebony are placed semi-vertically throughout his green-gray eyes. They are rimmed with a thick dark black, giving him the impression of eyebrows.
Claws: He has thick, sharp claws that often scare kits, and are kept sheathed.
Night Appearance: While Poppyface hunts during the cool, dewy time just before sunset, his fur melts into a gray pelt, and his eyes glitter faintly. His underbelly glimmers brightly, so he often has to crouch, as if springing, throughout the nightly hunt.
Personality:
Quick Personality: Poppyface is a quiet thoughtful tom-cat. He enjoys studying the other cats with his quick sharp eyes. With a single look, he takes in every feature of the cat with his gray-blue eyes. Many are intimidated by him, but in reailty, he struggles to be accepted by the cats that scare him.
Elders, kits and apprentices: He has a quick wit, and loves to tease the new apprentices, who quickly learn to love him for his fun-loving nature with the young apprentices and kits. He is very shy, and prefers, instead, to associate with elders, apprentices, and the ever-adoring kits.
Leaders Deputies and MCs: He, himself being a medicine-cat he loves and respects the job. He is very respectful toward senior medicine cats from other clans. He is a very young medicine cat. Naturally, Poppyface has great respect for leaders, and deputies, for they alone stood to take the heavy burden of leading a difficult, often troublesome tribe. Poppyface is glad to contend to their physical needs, not their political views. He respects his leader immensely, and the deputy also, for they stepped up to take a place of honor, a place of glory, but also a place of great tribulation.
Kitty Pets and rouges: Poppyface doesn't blame kittypets for being who they are or for being frightened of the forest cats. They were raised to believe that their life is best, but of course so were the clan cats. Naturally, they both oppose each other's way of life. Poppyface, however cannot stand the rouges, who choose to leave and be without a clan.
Cats outside of clans: He respects the members of opposite clans, also. It is the way of the medicine cats to feel no resentment, anger, rivalry, etc towards those in other clans.
History:
As a Kit: Poppykit sighed gently and leaned against his warm mother. a slight shuffling noise made him squint his eyes. A pure white cat slunk into the den. his claws flexed in and out, a faint hiss in his tone. Poppykit heard his mother whimper. The tom-cat hissed, "The kits don't deserve to live, their father was a filthy kitty-pet, a soft fool." The cat's haunches moved up and down, when the snowy cat kneaded the ground. he moved forward slowly, a faint hiss, and a searing pain ripped through Poppykit's stomach. a yowl sounded when Poppykit blacked out his mother was fighting off the screeching tom-cat. Lavendertail, ThunderClan medicine cat attempted to fend off the angry tom-cat. She struggled against the fully trained warrior. Her kits! she must protect them, even if they shouldn't be alive, with their blood, and her position. A white paw swiped out of nowhere, slashing her neck. Blood stained her dusty purple pelt. The white cat fled the scene, and Poppykit awoke, motherless, and quite alone.
Apprentice life: Poppykit couldn't decide, his ears twitched slightly when he turned to face the wind. A smell was on the breeze. Yarrow, he confirmed to himself. He heaved himself to his paws and turned his tracks to the familiar medicine cat den. Catnipnose(made up) turned and smiled gently at him, her adpoted kit. "Catnipnose, I want to be your apprentice. Her eyes widened, but her smile never faltered, but grew wider, as her eyes confirmed thier answer. "I will speak with our leader, but I am sure he will find you capable, by the way, what herb was I just packing into the shelves?" Poppykit smiled confidently. "Yarrow." Poppypaw was the happiest apprentice on the face of the earth, so he claimed. Catnipnose was patient, and even taught him how to fight and hunt with the sharp nose that he often used to hunt down the correct herbs.
Picture:
Name: Poppyface
Age : 18 moons
Clan: Thunderclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Gender: tom cat.
Appearance:
Pelt, thickness and color: A relatively small cat for his age and parentage, Poppyface had stripes as a kit that gradually became the familiar spots on his pelt. Though his name is Poppyface, it was made so on purpose, to accentuate the stripes, instead on spots, on his face. The spots on his back spread out to stripes as they reach his legs, tail, and forehead. His pelt is thick, and very warm, except the thin white fur on his underbelly.His chest has thick, pure white fur. Though only faintly under the white chest fur, you can see a thin, ragged scar. His face gives him the appearance of being a tabby cat, but his back and shoulders make him look like his glorious ancestors, the Egyptian Mau cat.
Eyes: his eyes are the color of the rolling river after a fierce storm. The inside pupil of his eyes are a thicker slit than most, giving him excellent night vision. Thin flecks of ebony are placed semi-vertically throughout his green-gray eyes. They are rimmed with a thick dark black, giving him the impression of eyebrows.
Claws: He has thick, sharp claws that often scare kits, and are kept sheathed.
Night Appearance: While Poppyface hunts during the cool, dewy time just before sunset, his fur melts into a gray pelt, and his eyes glitter faintly. His underbelly glimmers brightly, so he often has to crouch, as if springing, throughout the nightly hunt.
Personality:
Quick Personality: Poppyface is a quiet thoughtful tom-cat. He enjoys studying the other cats with his quick sharp eyes. With a single look, he takes in every feature of the cat with his gray-blue eyes. Many are intimidated by him, but in reailty, he struggles to be accepted by the cats that scare him.
Elders, kits and apprentices: He has a quick wit, and loves to tease the new apprentices, who quickly learn to love him for his fun-loving nature with the young apprentices and kits. He is very shy, and prefers, instead, to associate with elders, apprentices, and the ever-adoring kits.
Leaders Deputies and MCs: He, himself being a medicine-cat he loves and respects the job. He is very respectful toward senior medicine cats from other clans. He is a very young medicine cat. Naturally, Poppyface has great respect for leaders, and deputies, for they alone stood to take the heavy burden of leading a difficult, often troublesome tribe. Poppyface is glad to contend to their physical needs, not their political views. He respects his leader immensely, and the deputy also, for they stepped up to take a place of honor, a place of glory, but also a place of great tribulation.
Kitty Pets and rouges: Poppyface doesn't blame kittypets for being who they are or for being frightened of the forest cats. They were raised to believe that their life is best, but of course so were the clan cats. Naturally, they both oppose each other's way of life. Poppyface, however cannot stand the rouges, who choose to leave and be without a clan.
Cats outside of clans: He respects the members of opposite clans, also. It is the way of the medicine cats to feel no resentment, anger, rivalry, etc towards those in other clans.
History:
As a Kit: Poppykit sighed gently and leaned against his warm mother. a slight shuffling noise made him squint his eyes. A pure white cat slunk into the den. his claws flexed in and out, a faint hiss in his tone. Poppykit heard his mother whimper. The tom-cat hissed, "The kits don't deserve to live, their father was a filthy kitty-pet, a soft fool." The cat's haunches moved up and down, when the snowy cat kneaded the ground. he moved forward slowly, a faint hiss, and a searing pain ripped through Poppykit's stomach. a yowl sounded when Poppykit blacked out his mother was fighting off the screeching tom-cat. Lavendertail, ThunderClan medicine cat attempted to fend off the angry tom-cat. She struggled against the fully trained warrior. Her kits! she must protect them, even if they shouldn't be alive, with their blood, and her position. A white paw swiped out of nowhere, slashing her neck. Blood stained her dusty purple pelt. The white cat fled the scene, and Poppykit awoke, motherless, and quite alone.
Apprentice life: Poppykit couldn't decide, his ears twitched slightly when he turned to face the wind. A smell was on the breeze. Yarrow, he confirmed to himself. He heaved himself to his paws and turned his tracks to the familiar medicine cat den. Catnipnose(made up) turned and smiled gently at him, her adpoted kit. "Catnipnose, I want to be your apprentice. Her eyes widened, but her smile never faltered, but grew wider, as her eyes confirmed thier answer. "I will speak with our leader, but I am sure he will find you capable, by the way, what herb was I just packing into the shelves?" Poppykit smiled confidently. "Yarrow." Poppypaw was the happiest apprentice on the face of the earth, so he claimed. Catnipnose was patient, and even taught him how to fight and hunt with the sharp nose that he often used to hunt down the correct herbs.
Picture: