Frostpaw - Apprentice - WillowClan
Jun 16, 2019 8:06:24 GMT -6
Post by 20mia08 on Jun 16, 2019 8:06:24 GMT -6
NAME: Frostpaw
RANK: Apprentice
AFFILIATION: WillowClan
IMMEDIATE KIN: No known kin.
BASIC APPEARANCE: A small silver charcoal rosetted tom with green eyes.
DETAILED APPEARANCE: For a cat of bengal ancestry, Frostpaw is...puny. It's horribly embarrassing for him, and he gets awfully hostile whenever his shrimpiness is mentioned. However, he maintains an active build, relatively slim with a decently muscular build for his age. Most notably, he has strong and healthy lungs, built for speed rather than agility. His tail is long in comparison to his small body, but he does like to use his shortness to his advantage by tripping up taller cats while in battle.
In terms of coat appearance, Frostpaw is really a sight to see. His main base coat is a platinum, littered with hints of a dark smoky-gray at the tips of his fur, most notably along his spine. He is mottled with the signature rosetting of a bengal cat, patterning he wears proudly. The young tom is very active in keeping his fur clean, leaving it to be soft and generally dirt-free. He keeps up on grooming regularly, and can get a little flustered if someone intentionally dirties him afterwards. Thankfully, while fur is short even if it's dense, so grooming isn't as hard as he seems to make it seem.
Already, Frostpaw has a handful of scars on his face and ears. He likes to play rough when it comes to training, and he's very talented at getting his partners worked up and angry with him. His paws are large and equipped with short, sharp claws, although the claws on his hind paws tend to get a little overgrown and don't always retract fully.
PERSONALITY & DESCRIPTION: Silent and independent are two words that strongly describe the short-tempered squirt. The apprentice prefers to keep to himself, often casting cold glances to any blabbers who try to disturb his peace. Most often, he can be found outside of camp attempting to enjoy the peace that nature has to offer. He really has a fascination with water, and loves the sound of undisturbed streams and creeks. Antisocial, Frostpaw doesn't mingle often, and it's likely for good reason.
Relatively conceited, Frostpaw is confident in himself, also adding to need for independence. He doesn't mind a few cats patting his ego every here and there, but he gets fed up with company awfully quickly. Likely, he doesn't like the idea of getting showed up. He has the crankiness of an elder and the sharp tongue of a medicine cat who has had their nose stuffed in herbs for far too long. Avoiding him is a good idea, as his temper is as short as his little legs.
While he deems himself loyal to his Clan, Frostpaw suffers from loyalty in relationships. He's not real good at the friend-thing, mainly because he's so darn picky about who he likes. After a while, he gets sick of the same company and will find himself snapping in a blink of an eye. At the moment, Frostpaw's biggest issue is not only his huge little-man-syndrome problem, but also his uncertainty of what he wants for himself. Maybe that's the whole reason behind his need for silence and independence, just to reflect a bit?
Frostkit was born to a massive litter under two warriors of WillowClan. Naturally, he was the runt, absolutely puny in comparison to his littermates, causing him to always scrap for attention. Eventually, sickness struck and killed most of his littermates, leaving him with just two siblings. Unfortunately, they were his least favorite. They were the biggest and strongest, and he was the the tiniest who always got stepped on. He distanced himself from his siblings immediately, until apprenticeship when they began to recognize him for his athletic abilities.
However, Frostpaw isn't the type to forget. He never trusted his siblings, nor did he forgive them for constantly abandoning him as a kitten. He grew sick of their incessant neediness and desire to hang out with him now. Eventually, disaster struck, and he witnessed their unfortunate deaths. Some like to frame him for the murder, but Frostpaw swears he did no such thing. They did annoy him, but he's no murderer.