Post by WHITEPAW on Dec 9, 2014 20:50:07 GMT
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PERSONALITY Whitepaw certainly has quite the outstanding personality. She carries herself tall and proud, as most would whom take pride in their clan. Whitepaw has an arrogance about her,perhaps spawned from the roots she was grown. The she-cat can be cruel and harsh by nature to those beneath her and her allies. Whitepaw is proud but she does not simply carry the pride of her own social standings, but rather a pride in herself. This can often lead to troubles down the road. Being the confident she-cat that she is, Whitepaw does not do well her when her pride is stepped on. This is where her stubborn and feisty nature comes into play, in which the she-cat simply does not know how to back down from a challenge. Whitepaw has a short fuse, wicked temper, and an issue with authority; and when such a fuse reaches the brink, common sense is thrown out the window. The she-cat can be a flurry of sharp tongued words and finely turned claws to back her up, if pushed just enough. However Whitepaw is not simply a raging monster all of the time. In fact, she likes to think she has complete control in any situation, despite this being a lie. The she-cat is clever and quick witted, she's a she-cat of mind games and twisted hopes. Whitepaw can come off a flirtatious and hard to get all the same, she likes to pluck at the heart strings and tempers of those around her, simply for bored amusement. However collected as this little feline may come across, she's rather quite insecure about herself. Whitepaw's fire cracker personality is like a line of defense, for the she-cat surely never wants to let her guard down long enough to let others into her core. Whitepaw desires no love, yet toys with the toms around her. She is not quick to extend her heart, however much as she may bat with the love organs of her fellow felines. Perhaps one of Whitepaw's greatest fears is to become a mother, heaven forbid the poor kits that get this impatient she-cat for a mother. To put it bluntly, Whitepaw has a pretty face, yet her personality is riddled with qinks that could make even the roughest of felines shine. HISTORY Whitepaw was born at the beginning of leaf-fall. The clans were bunkering down for the winter, and Thunderclan was surviving. Leaf-bare was always harsh, yet somehow they managed to pull through time and time again. Whitepaw, nor her sibling; Nightpaw, knew any different. This was the life they were born into, it was all that they knew. Whitepaw was born to a courageous tom and a feisty she-cat, both pure-bloods of Thunderclan. Like her parents before her, Whitepaw developed a passion for her clan, and an ideal to defend it no matter what. However the she-kit was still young and she had a world of experience to learn. Whitepaw's father fell to illness when she was very young, the she-cat remembers very little of the tom, aside from the stories her mother would tell in the nursery. As the dainty she-cat grew older, she took to the world around her. It was her playground, a challenge to overcome. Whitepaw became quite the handful, constantly dragging Nightpaw in her wake. However when their apprentice ceremony rolled around, Whitepaw was thrilled. Not because she was learning, but simply because it meant a new world for her. Nightpaw began to drift, taking less time for adventure, and constantly at work. The she-cat grew to despise his need to train and so she became extremely independent. |
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