Post by duskfire on Jul 27, 2009 21:43:24 GMT -6
Name: Ravenpaw
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Gender: Female
Age: 14 moons
Affiliation: CloudClan
Mentor/Apprentice: Medicine cat needed. =D
Kin: Spottedtail - mother (deceased), Blackheart - father (deceased), Shadowpaw - brother, Dappledkit - sister (deceased)
Mate: None (duh)
Appearance: Ravenpaw, as you might have guessed, is mostly pitch-black like the starless midnight sky. She's kind of small for her age, so she looks like a 9-moon-old. The tip of her tail and her paws are very dark gray, but you can barely see it unless around a fox-length away. Her eyes are a haunting blue-green, and can captivate most anyone if directly stared at, and her vision is better than the average cat’s. She's built quite slender, permitting her to slip between tight spaces most others can’t, and if she was a Tribe cat she'd probably be a prey-hunter. Her tail is long and slender, and she balances very well when climbing trees. Her claws are kind of sharp for a medicine cat, allowing her to be able to defend herself well, even though she hasn’t been trained to do so. Her whiskers are long and sensitive, so she hunts for prey even when she’s not supposed to.
Personality: Ravenpaw is quite timid and shy. She won't talk very often unless provoked to, giving healing instructions, or is covering up for someone, which she will do often if asked to. She has a great memory for herbs and dreams and such. Her dreams often linger in her mind for days, and she always tries to find some kind of meaning in them, even if there is none. The death of her family made her think about life and death once, and ever since she did, she became subdued and began to follow others’ instructions blindly. She brings up discussions about StarClan, the Tribe of Endless Hunting, and life with CloudClan with her only family, who is the single cat she will talk to freely and openly: her brother, Shadowpaw. They are seen together when neither of them are training, hunting, gathering herbs, or otherwise busy. She wanted to become a medicine cat to prevent others from going through the same pain she did. Her ambitions are to save every cat she can. If a Tribe cat came to her, she would probably try to help them, unless they’d hurt her, her brother, or she didn’t like them very much.
History:
Ravenkit
"Mother?" Ravenkit was in the medicine cat's den with Shadowkit, prodding her mother with her paw. "Mother?" Spottedtail didn't move.
"She's dead, isn't she?" asked Shadowkit softly. "And father and Dappledkit too, right?" The medicine cat nodded gravely and murmured, "They had blackcough. I couldn't save them in time."
Ravenkit let out a wail. "They CAN'T be dead! It's not fair!" She dashed out of the den and into a corner of the camp, black fur blending in with the shadows. Her brother slowly padded toward the patch where he knew she was hiding. They often sat there alone when they needed to let off some steam or just talk. He put his tail across her shoulders comfortingly. "They're in StarClan now," he whispered. "They're watching us at this very second."
Ravenkit glanced at the sky. "Mother? Father? Dappledkit?" She spoke so softly, even her brother could barely hear. "Don't leave us. Never, ever leave us."
Ravenpaw
“Cats of CloudClan, as you know, it is time I took an apprentice." Ravenpaw was shaking like a leaf. My StarClan, I feel like I'm gonna hurl. "I have chosen a cat who has shown devotion. Your next medicine cat will be Ravenpaw.”
"Ravenpaw, do you accept the post of apprentice to [insert med. cat HERE]?” asked Whitestar.
"Yes.” Her voice was also unsteady, but her head was held high.
“Then at the half-moon, you must travel to the Moonfalls to be accepted by Starclan before the other medicine cats," said [med. cat].
"The good wishes of all CloudClan will go with you," said Whitestar softly.
~*~ {<---- time passing}
“Ravenpaw, is it your wish to enter into the mysteries of StarClan as a medicine cat?" [med. cat] inquired.
“It is.” Ravenpaw was getting impatient. When am I going to be a medicine cat? Jeez!
“Then come forward. Warriors of StarClan, I present to you this apprentice. She has chosen the path of a medicine cat. Grant her your wisdom and insight so that she may understand your ways and heal her Clan in accordance with your will.”
Amen, (brother/sister). So NOW do I get to be who I wanna be? Good.
Roleplay Example: "Okay, that should stop the bleeding. Try not to walk on it too much, okay?" Ravenpaw nudged her brother. "So what did you REALLY do to it?" she asked, lowering her voice.
"I already told you, I was chasing a mouse and wasn't watching where I was going, and I got a thorn stuck in it," growled Shadowpaw. "It's not such a big deal that you have to make it look like my paw is incredibly huge."
"I didn't do that!" she snapped. "Your paw looks normal, minus the cobwebs." She turned around and stalked to the far end of the den. "Argh, we need more yarrow." She turned again and padded past her brother without looking at him.
"Okay, yarrow," she muttered to herself. "Just concentrate on finding some plants." She spotted a few stalks, snatched them out of the ground with her jaws, and walked back to camp, despositing them where they needed to go.
