Post by VocaFan53 ♡ on Jul 24, 2020 1:03:49 GMT -6
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[attr="class","appTAG"]Sorrelpaw ♡ - a small brown tabby molly with green eyes.
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| 06 MOONS | FEMALE | QUESTIONING | RIVERCLAN | MEDICINE CAT APPRENTICE |
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[attr="class","appCATEGORY"]TRAITS
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| + confident + passionate + kind + optimistic + thoughtful | - insecure - secretive - indecisive - obsessive - distant |
[attr="class","appCATEGORY"]PERSONALITY
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[attr="class","appFIELD"]sorrelpaw is a rather quiet individual. she's a bit unusual in the fact that she rarely speaks up, unlike most other young cats. rather than spend her time playing with her siblings and scuffling with other apprentices, she spends much of her time off to the side, daydreaming and staring off into the distance. she's a bit spacey, and tends to be a little bit slow on the uptake. despite this, she walks with a certain air of confidence about her, with her head high and her tail raised. she knows what she wants, and she wouldn't give it up for the world. while she doesn't show it verbally, she truly does care about her clanmates, friends and family, and prefers to show affection through small gestures rather than words.
sorrelpaw is thoughtful and kind to a fault. she feels the need to help anyone that needs it, whether in riverclan or otherwise. she's one of those cats that can't make decisions on a whim, and has to think over all her options as thoroughly as possible before deciding. she is decidedly uninterested in the ways of a warrior and doesn't really get all the hype that surrounds becoming apprenticed to warriors. as quiet as she is, she's not particularly shy; she just doesn't feel the need to speak unless she has to. and when she does, cats know to listen. this leads to her being rather secretive, keeping most things to herself. she doesn't feel the need to reveal any more information than necessary, after all.
this can make her seem somewhat distant from most cats, and perhaps that's true. aside from her siblings, she doesn't have anyone she can really call her friends. whether she is bothered by this fact or not is very hard to tell with her. not that she minds, though. the fewer friends she has, the lesser of a chance she has of getting hurt by said friends. young sorrelpaw has a history of getting fixated on certain things, and when this happens, it's all she can think about. she has a hard time doing things she's not interested in; on the other hand, when doing something she loves, she tends to get lost in it, even forgetting to eat or sleep.
sorrelpaw is thoughtful and kind to a fault. she feels the need to help anyone that needs it, whether in riverclan or otherwise. she's one of those cats that can't make decisions on a whim, and has to think over all her options as thoroughly as possible before deciding. she is decidedly uninterested in the ways of a warrior and doesn't really get all the hype that surrounds becoming apprenticed to warriors. as quiet as she is, she's not particularly shy; she just doesn't feel the need to speak unless she has to. and when she does, cats know to listen. this leads to her being rather secretive, keeping most things to herself. she doesn't feel the need to reveal any more information than necessary, after all.
this can make her seem somewhat distant from most cats, and perhaps that's true. aside from her siblings, she doesn't have anyone she can really call her friends. whether she is bothered by this fact or not is very hard to tell with her. not that she minds, though. the fewer friends she has, the lesser of a chance she has of getting hurt by said friends. young sorrelpaw has a history of getting fixated on certain things, and when this happens, it's all she can think about. she has a hard time doing things she's not interested in; on the other hand, when doing something she loves, she tends to get lost in it, even forgetting to eat or sleep.
[attr="class","appCATEGORY"]HISTORY
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[attr="class","appFIELD"]there was nothing particularly special about her birth. she was born to two loyal riverclan warriors with two siblings, another girl and a boy. even as a newborn, sorrelkit was the quietest of the group; only letting out feeble squeaks, drowned out by the shrill wails of her siblings. while her parents worried over her briefly, as she grew it became clear that she was perfectly healthy. one moon passed by; then another. by now the kits have gotten quite big and are now running around, exploring every inch of the nursery. that is... except for sorrelkit. rather than join in her siblings' silly games, she stuck close by her mother, drifting in and out of sleep as her mother slowly groomed her fur and talked, telling her grand stories of her life as a warrior. she was perfectly content to sit by and watch them silently, perfectly still except for her gaze slowly tracking the other kits.
her mother often pushed her to join the other kits in their games, but she preferred not to. just as well, she supposed; the other kits liked to make fun of her anyway. they thought her weird for never speaking; even her siblings seemed put off by her constant silence. good, let them. sorrelkit instead allowed herself to become lost in fancy daydreams, staring off into the distance. their father was a busy tom, but he popped in occasionally to visit. her siblings practically tumbled over each other to greet him; sorrelkit arrived more slowly, merely watching him with an owlishly wide gaze.
that's not to say she couldn't be adventurous. at three moons of age, she managed to sneak her way out of the nursery when no one was looking. she was taken aback by the sheer size of the riverclan camp. many cats were walking to and fro, going about their own business. she allowed her paws to take her where they pleased; and where this ended up being was the medicine cat's den. the earthly scent of the den reached her nose almost immediately. it didn't take long before she was discovered, and dragged back to the nursery, but to say her interest was piqued that day would be an understatement.
she made more of an effort to visit over the next few moons. she'd heard of sparrowflight's visit to the mountains, and while it seemed unbelievable to the young she-kit, his stories told her otherwise. she listened to his tales with rapt attention, her emerald gaze wide and attentive. a deep respect for their medicine cat was stirred deep within her heart. not only that, but the idea of starclan also resonated within her. there was something so mysterious and terrifying about their warrior ancestors... and she loved it. she wanted to learn more. she grilled sparrowflight about everything he knew, asking loads of questions and drinking in the knowledge eagerly.
by the age of five moons, she knew what she wanted to do. she knew sparrowflight was young himself, but she admired him. she wanted to follow in his footsteps. that was perhaps the first time she properly spoke to him. her voice soft, and a little hoarse from lack of use. she offered her services to him, expressing her desire to train under him. before long, a decision was made; she would become sparrowflight's apprentice. it was hard to contain her giddiness when their sixth moon rolled around and their ceremony was held. her siblings went on to become warrior apprentices, while sorrelpaw was assigned to sparrowflight.
her mother often pushed her to join the other kits in their games, but she preferred not to. just as well, she supposed; the other kits liked to make fun of her anyway. they thought her weird for never speaking; even her siblings seemed put off by her constant silence. good, let them. sorrelkit instead allowed herself to become lost in fancy daydreams, staring off into the distance. their father was a busy tom, but he popped in occasionally to visit. her siblings practically tumbled over each other to greet him; sorrelkit arrived more slowly, merely watching him with an owlishly wide gaze.
that's not to say she couldn't be adventurous. at three moons of age, she managed to sneak her way out of the nursery when no one was looking. she was taken aback by the sheer size of the riverclan camp. many cats were walking to and fro, going about their own business. she allowed her paws to take her where they pleased; and where this ended up being was the medicine cat's den. the earthly scent of the den reached her nose almost immediately. it didn't take long before she was discovered, and dragged back to the nursery, but to say her interest was piqued that day would be an understatement.
she made more of an effort to visit over the next few moons. she'd heard of sparrowflight's visit to the mountains, and while it seemed unbelievable to the young she-kit, his stories told her otherwise. she listened to his tales with rapt attention, her emerald gaze wide and attentive. a deep respect for their medicine cat was stirred deep within her heart. not only that, but the idea of starclan also resonated within her. there was something so mysterious and terrifying about their warrior ancestors... and she loved it. she wanted to learn more. she grilled sparrowflight about everything he knew, asking loads of questions and drinking in the knowledge eagerly.
by the age of five moons, she knew what she wanted to do. she knew sparrowflight was young himself, but she admired him. she wanted to follow in his footsteps. that was perhaps the first time she properly spoke to him. her voice soft, and a little hoarse from lack of use. she offered her services to him, expressing her desire to train under him. before long, a decision was made; she would become sparrowflight's apprentice. it was hard to contain her giddiness when their sixth moon rolled around and their ceremony was held. her siblings went on to become warrior apprentices, while sorrelpaw was assigned to sparrowflight.
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| SORREL; named for her brown pelt. | PAW; denoting her rank as an apprentice. |
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| VocaFan53 ♡ | |
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[attr="class","appOOCfield"]Image Link: Here FAMILY Mother: scorchbriar Father: cedarfang Siblings: petalpaw (f) & kitepaw (m) | |
