Post by Deleted on May 30, 2013 16:16:38 GMT -6
Name: Tawnyfoot
Clan: Wind
Rank: Meddie
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Tom
Description: Tawnyfoot is a long bodied cat with very long legs and a narrow face. His ears are curled back and his tail is long and thick to help him turn when he sprints. Small paws and extremely long claws make running easier, as does a very muscular body, although you wouldn't see his muscle through the long, multicolored fur that is his pelt.
Personality: Quiet, sarcastic, caring
Quiet: Tawnyfoot rarely speaks, and prefurs not to make any sound unless he must. The tom doesn't keep many friends and is respected, but not overly liked by the clan due to his lack of convorsational abilities.
Sarcastic: When he does speak, if his voice isn't soft and silky, he's speaking to someone who asked him a stupid question. He can't stand stupid questions and often replies with a sarcastic answer and can be seen as rude. This doesn't help his standing amoung the clan, but none fight with him because he is the clan's healer.
Caring: Under all of the sharpness in his personality, Tawnyfoot is very caring and will speak with a soft and silky voice to anyone who is injured. He is kind and gentle toward kits and always respectful of elders and queens.
History:
Kithood: Tawnykit was born in a litter of two, with his sister stillborn. His very young parents were depressed and sad because of their loss and rarely payed attention to Tawnykit. Due to this, he became mature and grew up quickly. Tawnykit weanedhimself and went to the fresh-kill pile on his own to get food for himself and his mother. Of course the fact that he was a very large kit helped in his development.
Apprenticeship: As an apprentice, Tawnykit started training as a warrior. When he was too distracted and spent more time paying attention to plants, the medicine cat before him took Tawnypaw on as an apprentice. He was happy to be surrounded by the scent of herbs and the ways of a medicine cat. Tawnypaw learned quickly. At about 9 moons, Tawnypaw found himself in the middle of a raid. In order to avoid attackers, he weaved quickly through the fighting cats and drug the warriors back to the den to be treated. It was this that earned him the name Tawnyfoot. Although he was named early, Tawnyfoot stayed in his apprenticeship position until his mentor followed windclan to battle and hasn't returned. He's been a stand in ever since.
Example of rping (IC): (is this needed for every bio i make?)
Tawnyfoot sighed, standing outside of his and his mentor's den. It had been many hours since his clan left and they had not come back. It worried Tawnyfoot greatly. Battles did not take this long. Cats usually streamed back to the camp after about ten or fifteen minuets of fighting, but no cats came to camp.
Tawnyfoot made sure that the queens and elders were asleep and comfortable before heading out to check on them. The log was in windclan territory and he stood before it, listening to the sounds of battle. Was it really still raging? Tawnyfoot dare not cross the log as he was a terrible fighter and his clan needed him unharmed. With a sigh, he padded back to camp. "This has been a terrible day. Starclan, please stop this!"
