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Post by [\.Mossy./] on Nov 6, 2008 0:29:37 GMT -5
Name: Mossface
Age: 57 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Gender: Tom-Cat
Description:
[Not my own picture]
Mossface is a gray tomcat. His fur is smooth and rough, and has no visible marking on it. The only white he has is on his right forepaw, and in a large ring around his face[and on areas seen on picture]. His face looks exactly like it does in the picture. TOf average height, his structure is rather small, and lightweight. He's often seen keeping weight of his left hindpaw.
Personality:
Mossface is rather soft around others, though is never wary to face problems straight on. He's often seen with a stone-flat expression on his face, showing almost no emotion at all. In emergency situation, all one could see was a look of concern, and only a hint of being nervous.
But he's no perfect cat.
He is often hypocritical, judging others yet never taking time to judge his own qualities. If stressed, or annoyed, he may become violent enough to attack another cat, or make a gesture to do so. Inside, he's often paranoid, stressed, or angry...
But now, he seems to be changing even in the public eye. He's often seen twitching, reflecting, and thinking. It's easy to see the trouble he faces as his leader refuses to listen to him. Another change within him is the way he looks, he looks extremely angry, to a point that it looks that being within a tail-length of him is dangerous.
Backround: Mossface, as most kits, dreamt of becoming a warrior. As usual, he was apprenticed, and assigned to a warrior who could well-train him. However, after a while, he struggled to keep up with other warriors. In an attempt to prove himself, he went into the forest alone. His small, frail body was the perfect target for a rogue, wanting to pick on any single cat. This rogue leapt from a tree, tripped Mosspaw, and Mosspaw twisted the ankle of his left hindpaw. When he finally found his way back to camp, he was told he would be able to fight again[though truely the wound never recovered fully]. But he was scared, not wanting to return into a world that seemed to be after him. He told the medicine cat he wished to be like her. In turn, he changed from an apprentice to the medicine cat's apprentice. Learning the ways of a medicine cat was a challenge, but he was able to achieve it. About 12 moons after recieving his name, Mossface became medicine cat, the old medicine cat dying of natural causes.
Today, Mossface has been Medicine Cat for about 18 moons.
Extra: None.
Age: 57 moons
Rank: Medicine Cat
Clan: ThunderClan
Gender: Tom-Cat
Description:
[Not my own picture]
Mossface is a gray tomcat. His fur is smooth and rough, and has no visible marking on it. The only white he has is on his right forepaw, and in a large ring around his face[and on areas seen on picture]. His face looks exactly like it does in the picture. TOf average height, his structure is rather small, and lightweight. He's often seen keeping weight of his left hindpaw.
Personality:
Mossface is rather soft around others, though is never wary to face problems straight on. He's often seen with a stone-flat expression on his face, showing almost no emotion at all. In emergency situation, all one could see was a look of concern, and only a hint of being nervous.
But he's no perfect cat.
He is often hypocritical, judging others yet never taking time to judge his own qualities. If stressed, or annoyed, he may become violent enough to attack another cat, or make a gesture to do so. Inside, he's often paranoid, stressed, or angry...
But now, he seems to be changing even in the public eye. He's often seen twitching, reflecting, and thinking. It's easy to see the trouble he faces as his leader refuses to listen to him. Another change within him is the way he looks, he looks extremely angry, to a point that it looks that being within a tail-length of him is dangerous.
Backround: Mossface, as most kits, dreamt of becoming a warrior. As usual, he was apprenticed, and assigned to a warrior who could well-train him. However, after a while, he struggled to keep up with other warriors. In an attempt to prove himself, he went into the forest alone. His small, frail body was the perfect target for a rogue, wanting to pick on any single cat. This rogue leapt from a tree, tripped Mosspaw, and Mosspaw twisted the ankle of his left hindpaw. When he finally found his way back to camp, he was told he would be able to fight again[though truely the wound never recovered fully]. But he was scared, not wanting to return into a world that seemed to be after him. He told the medicine cat he wished to be like her. In turn, he changed from an apprentice to the medicine cat's apprentice. Learning the ways of a medicine cat was a challenge, but he was able to achieve it. About 12 moons after recieving his name, Mossface became medicine cat, the old medicine cat dying of natural causes.
Today, Mossface has been Medicine Cat for about 18 moons.
Extra: None.
