duckpaw of riverclan

DUCKPAW ✻ RIVERCLAN

name

duck-kit .. duckpaw .. duckcreek

reasoning

think of it this way; young duck-kit is just barely breathing when his mother grins from ear to ear and places her tail on her two kits. when she comes to the eldest kit; she grins brighter as she studies the pelt and notes it has some flecks on it that matched this duck she observed a few days ago. duck-kit! splendid!

age

eight moons old

gender

tom

alliance

riverclan

rank

kit .. apprentice .. warrior

physique

short description

 a tabby brown and white tom with large green eyes.

physical description

duckpaw .. is indeed a very interesting cat; not only in personality, but in appearance. when one looks at the young tom; they see the slender well built form of a riverclan warrior; and what else would you expect when the tom's parents come from direct riverclan cats all the way back until the first day of it's formation. so when one see's duckpaw's build they note the standard building of any cat that is apart of riverclan. paw-pads with more skin between the toes, giving him a stronger gliding power through the water. yes, he truly does live up to his name. when it comes to his pelt; it is quite simple; some of the markings reminded his mama of a duck she observed only a few days before birth. so imagine a duck with the brown feathers; but with patches of white scattered here and there. then picture duckpaw's mother grinning ear-to-ear as she proclaims this kit to be duck-kit because she liked how that one duck looked. now his eyes are a pretty green color; which are outstanding compared to his pelt; but still rather plain compared to the other clan cat's blue and amber ones. now picture him with wide green eyes; drinking in every aspect of life as if it would be on a test. this... my dear reader; is duckpaw.

personality

positives

• Happy-Go-Lucky
• Energetic
• Kind and Respectful.
• Humorous
• Family Orientated
  

negatives

• Mama's boy
• Easily frighten/intimidated
• Blunt
• Naive
• Hopeless Romantic
  

the past

the history

featuring;
EVENINGBIRD. father. twenty-nine moons. strong, proud, intimidating, humorous. grey tabby tom with amber eyes.
BEECLOUD. mother. twenty-nine moons. sweet, naive, energetic, protective. brown tabby she-cat with amber eyes.
PIKEPAW. brother eight moons. intimidating, sneaky, humorous, energetic. short grey tabby with one blue and one brown eye.
THYMEPAW. play-mate. nine moons. intimidating, rude, harsh, tease. short grey tom with amber eyes.

'beepaw... i mean, you don't have to... but... look.. i really like you.' - Eveningpaw.

Beecloud and Eveningbird grew up since birth; born only a couple days apart as only kits; they had little to do but play with each other. It was of course; easy to see right away that the two would grow up to be something more (or so their parents had wished). it was seen at how naive and sweet little Beecloud - Beekit at the time - was with everyone; and young Eveningbird - Eveningkit - would stand beside her to protect her at all costs. There friendship would grow and multiple into a book of crushes and worries; of heart-break and of heart fixes. It would be Eveningcloud who awkwardly confessed his love for Beecloud on their eleventh moon. The two hit it off right there and then. Beepaw would probably announce that once she was a warrior she and Eveningpaw would have bundles and bundles of kits and live long enough to see their great-great-great grandkits be made warriors. Sweet, naive little Beepaw; and proud and intimidating Eveningpaw - both of whom grew into fine warriors in the coming moons. It would be on their twenty-first moon that Beecloud (for her light and fluffy nature) would bare Eveningbird's (for his great speed and excellent eye sight) kits. To them; they had two little toms; one who Beecloud proclaimed; 'his name is duck-kit! i remember seeing a duck that had similar markings as he... oh please eveningbird. please!' with that agreed, young eveningbird spotted his last son and whispered; pikekit for his pelt as well. it was simple and that, my dear friend is where our story truly begins.

'duck-kit, come play with me and thymekit!' - Pikekit

between pikekit and duck-kit; the older tom was more of a mother's baby. He would always stick close to her, and hide behind her legs when the time came that cats wished to speak to him. but alas, young duck-kit would sit between his mother's legs and try his best to look hidden. but that would end when all of sudden three moon old pikekit and his friend; four moon old thymekit would come running out and to wards the suddenly frighten duck-kit. 'come play with us wet-rat!' thymekit would meow in a teasing manner. 'duck-kit, come play with me and thymekit! it's be fun!' and with his brother's words of encouragement (and duck-kit's naive trusting) the three toms went barreling around camp like a storm unleashed. it was here that the two cats; pike and thyme, watched as duck slowly peeled his way out of a shy shell and into a more happy-go-lucky; energetic personality. 'let's try to climb the rock in which the leader sits on!' duck-kit would cry one day and as he tried to follow his brother and 'friend' up the rock he went falling back to the ground and cried out in pain. it was then; crying simply for his hurt pride; that young duck-kit did the one thing that all toms find uncool; he called for his mama.

'i'll always be here when you need me duckpaw; don't let anyone tell you otherwise.' - beecloud.

Of course that day went on many times in Duck-kit's little history. His voice would ring high and loud whenever Pikekit and Thymekit would leave him out of games; or when he got hurt in sad games. It was know that he was quite the mama's boy when it came to getting hurt; and his favorite saying would be; 'wait till mother hears about this pikekit!' before he would pelt off into the nursery. but all things come to an end; and even sweet, naive and protective beecloud was growing tired of living in the nursery. 'apprenticeship is a time to be great and prove to the clan that you are your father and i's son.' and duck-kit would put on a brave face as the leader announced him duckpaw and gave him to his mentor. he would pull a braver face when pikepaw and thymepaw began to ignore him in an effort to get rid of the baby. but duckpaw turned from that negative energy and grinned from ear to ear and went on with his happy little life; living on in his own little dream world.

about you

alias rosie
timezone, state, and country eastern, ontario, canada
other character sycamorecloud of shadowclan. swanwolf of windclan.