Fallenpaw~Riverclan

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Name: Fallenpaw(mist)
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Male
Desired Position: Apprentice
Accessories:

Appearance:

My Head and neck
Fallenpaw has pale yellow eyes that are darker yellow near the center. He has a black nose and whiskers, that fade to grey in his fur. He has a slim face a medium length muzzle. His ears are also medium length and rounded. His fur is a silver tabby pattern that matches the rest of his body. Though on his head the grays are much lighter then the rest of this body. His neck is not too short but not too long, it is the same silver tabby pattern.

My torso and tail
Fallenpaw has strong large sholders and a slim body. His tail is a meduim length with a round tip. His sides are the same silver tabby pattern from his head though the grays are much darker. His fur seems to hang from his stomach, though his hair is short and dries quick after swimming. He is very strong and musclar, built more for power then for speed.

My legs and paws
His fur grows even thicker on his legs making them look bigger then they already are. He has more muscle in his legs, but not as much as in his sholders and torso. he has large heavy paws that match his large hooked claws. His legs are just above medium length. His back right leg is pure black matching the spots on his body, though it still stands out.

[/size][/color][/blockquote]Appearance:

My Head and neck
Fallenpaw has pale yellow eyes that are darker yellow near the center. He has a black nose and whiskers, that fade to grey in his fur. He has a slim face a medium length muzzle. His ears are also medium length and rounded. His fur is a silver tabby pattern that matches the rest of his body. Though on his head the grays are much lighter then the rest of this body. His neck is not too short but not too long, it is the same silver tabby pattern.

My torso and tail
Fallenpaw has strong large sholders and a slim body. His tail is a meduim length with a round tip. His sides are the same silver tabby pattern from his head though the grays are much darker. His fur seems to hang from his stomach, though his hair is short and dries quick after swimming. He is very strong and musclar, built more for power then for speed.

My legs and paws
His fur grows even thicker on his legs making them look bigger then they already are. He has more muscle in his legs, but not as much as in his sholders and torso. he has large heavy paws that match his large hooked claws. His legs are just above medium length. His back right leg is pure black matching the spots on his body, though it still stands out.

[/size][/color][/blockquote]Personality:

Around others

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Fallenpaw likes to be with others, it keeps his thoughts at bay. He is sweet and kind and doesn't like to be rude, or other being rude to him. He thinks everyone has some good in them and that everyone needs a friend. When he is talking to warriors or other cats that are older them him he tries to sound older then he really is, but normally just messes up whatever he was trying to say.

With friends or alone
Around his friends he is still sweet and kind, but he opens up more. He tells them what he is thinking and asks for help when he needs it. He only keeps some thoughts to himself. He likes to play, and loves to battle train. He is the strongest out of all his friends, but doesn't brag too much because that would be rude. When he is alone he often thinks about his mother and father, and what his life would be like if they were still alive. Those are the thoughts he doesn't talk about to others because it makes him sad.[/center][/size][/color][/blockquote]History:

Kit life
Fallenpaw wasn't born in Riverclan. He was a loner and there were two kits in his litter. His name was Storm and his sister was Flower. His mother and father-Blade and Thistle-hunted and cared for them. Until the foxes came. He was at home with his mother and sister, they were only three moons. His father came running into their den and told them all foxes were coming. His sister ran of screaming at that, but before anyone else could leave three foxes attacked. Fallenpaw hid behind his mother as his father started to fight. Still it was a battle that couldn't be won. His father was almost dead, and so was his mother. But with the last of his mothers strength she picked him up and raced off towards the lake. That's where she ran into a patrol of Riverclan cats. With her last breath she asked them to care for her son. When he was taken back to the camp they named him Fallenkit in honor of his parents after he told them the story.

Apprenticeship

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When Fallenpaw was made an apprentice he began to see things a different way. The reason cats looked at him wierd wasn't because they were different it was because he was different. He was born out side the clan, so he didn't fit in as well. Only a few excepted him as he was and he had to learn to deal with that. He made a few close friends and in training earned the respect of his mentor with his fighting skills. He has been working as hard as any other apprentice and knows that he has to push himself to prove that he can be a clan cat.[/center][/size][/color][/blockquote]Sample post:

Shadow of a Thorn
Storm pushed himself closer to his mother and sister. He was tired after playing all morning and was in need of a nap. It was bright new-leaf and the thorn bush they lived in had many shinning green leaves. He let out a quite steady purr as he started to drift off to sleep. That was when he heard his fathers call coming from outside the den. His father slid in to the den, his one side coated in blood. "Foxes are coming here they can smell our kits your must run!" His sister Flower shot up as once, she was chased by a fox when she was younger and she didn't want it to happen again. She looked around quickly to meet her mothers gaze.
"I love you mommy." She got up and bolted out of the den, his father Thistle started to follow when he froze. His mother Blade stood up beside him shielding Storm from an enimy he could not yet see.
"When you can you must take Storm to the lake, ask the cats there to care for him." His father spokw quietly but he could still hear. He bit his lip not wanting to let out a wimper of fear. Then they came, three foxes wipped out of the ferns and headed strait for his mother and father. They began fighting, he closed his eyes but he could still hear the ripping of flesh and the cries of pain. "Blade now!" His father had one fox running, and there were only two left. Then his mother picked him up by the scruff and ran, without another glance at her mate. He paw steps started off strong but got slower the further they went.
"Mother, where are we going?" He needed to ask, he wanted to know they would be okay.
"You are going somewhere safe." He relized that she said that he was going somewhere safe, and that she didn't metion herself. Suddenly her pawsteps slowed to a walking pace and she fell to the ground, dropping him. He hit the ground with a thud. For a second he was dazed, then when he got his head strait he noticed three more cats. The first one stepped forward.
"Who are you, and what are you doing on Riverclan territory?" He was about to reply when his mother spoke.
"I am a loner, please look after my son after I die...he is.." Her head fell to the ground and he moved to her side, no! Please don't die He looked to the strong sleak cats in front of him.
"Please don't hurt me, I'm no threat." he spoke in a small voice scared now that he was alone.
"What is your name little one?"
"Storm."

[/size][/color][/blockquote]Family:

Mother~Blade(dead)

Father~Thistle(dead)

Sister~Flower(missing)

[/color][/size][/blockquote]Other:

n/a

[[R] a v e n]

Accepted