doe-eyes of thunderclan
Nov 3, 2013 14:45:57 GMT -8
Nov 3, 2013 14:45:57 GMT -8
DOE-EYES of THUNDERCLAN
name , doe-eyes
gender , she-cat
age , twenty moons
rank , medicine cat
clan , thunderclan
short description , a blue and white she-cat with bambi doe eyes.
appearance , To be quite frank, Doepaw is nothing out of the ordinary. Well, she’s actually quite tiny at that, but genetics weren’t really on her side in the size factor, were they? For starters, she’s very short and slim, her medium-length fur fitting her frame quite nicely. The color of her fur? Well, it’s blue and white, to be exact, and her proportions are spot on. Nothing is elongated, nothing is too short, only her eyes are the issue. Centered just above her muzzle are two dazzling, bambi colored eyes of quite a large size. They’re often called doe eyes, and they’re also just a bit to bright. Of course, this is the only thing odd about her. Everything else is just your typical, everyday feline.
personality , Doepaw is odd. Most kittens, in their gorgeous little youthful years, aspire to be leader one day. Of course, she never wanted to be leader. Doepaw always wanted to be the medicine cat one day. All of her denmates bullied her for it, and she soon learned to be the anti-social little thing she is now. Most of the time, while training, she can be found collecting herbs to bring back to the medicine cat, and then being scolded for not hunting or tracking or something ridiculous like that. To be honest, Doepaw hates training as a warrior, but she keeps her mouth shut because that’s all she knows how to do right anymore. After being scolded for being passionate about herbs and healing, Doepaw just gave up entirely on most things in life, always hoping to be noticed.
history, Like any normal clan cat, Doepaw was born to two happy parents through the medicine cats. She was the only kitten in her litter, and her parents loved her very much. The first time her overprotective mother let her out of the nursery and into the camp, she met the medicine cat. No big deal, minus the fact that she decided there and then that she wanted to become a medicine cat. After being shown around the den, introduced to a few basic herbs, Doepaw had been in heaven. It had been perfect, hanging around in the den, and learning herbs bit by bit. The day of her apprentice ceremony, she’d been so excited and so hopeful, but she’d been assigned to train under a warrior. It had been heartbreaking to say the least, but she tried to make the best of it. Now, she’s training to become a warrior, but she’s lousy at hunting and fighting, as well as tracking.
rp sample , characters from a tribe on a warriors site i'm on
ooc name, splashy
personality , Doepaw is odd. Most kittens, in their gorgeous little youthful years, aspire to be leader one day. Of course, she never wanted to be leader. Doepaw always wanted to be the medicine cat one day. All of her denmates bullied her for it, and she soon learned to be the anti-social little thing she is now. Most of the time, while training, she can be found collecting herbs to bring back to the medicine cat, and then being scolded for not hunting or tracking or something ridiculous like that. To be honest, Doepaw hates training as a warrior, but she keeps her mouth shut because that’s all she knows how to do right anymore. After being scolded for being passionate about herbs and healing, Doepaw just gave up entirely on most things in life, always hoping to be noticed.
history, Like any normal clan cat, Doepaw was born to two happy parents through the medicine cats. She was the only kitten in her litter, and her parents loved her very much. The first time her overprotective mother let her out of the nursery and into the camp, she met the medicine cat. No big deal, minus the fact that she decided there and then that she wanted to become a medicine cat. After being shown around the den, introduced to a few basic herbs, Doepaw had been in heaven. It had been perfect, hanging around in the den, and learning herbs bit by bit. The day of her apprentice ceremony, she’d been so excited and so hopeful, but she’d been assigned to train under a warrior. It had been heartbreaking to say the least, but she tried to make the best of it. Now, she’s training to become a warrior, but she’s lousy at hunting and fighting, as well as tracking.
rp sample , characters from a tribe on a warriors site i'm on
It had started out a normal day. Quite a normal day, in fact. Sure, Peri ana'Twilight had told her she'd be able to be with Cobalt lez'Argentum if he fixed his behavior, and that had sure made her excited, but for some odd reason she'd been feeling a bit odd all day. The snow bengal's stomach had finally started to bulge with the unborn kittens she was carrying, a good sign that they'd be born in a moon or so, hopefully no sooner. Cosette sighed, brushing the dust off of the shelf that had gathered in the spot where her willow bark should have been. No, that was the spot for the lotus blossom she'd worn to impress Cobalt the night they'd gotten pregnant. Well, it was lying around somewhere, and she'd find it at some point. Turning to head towards the exit to her chambers, the doctor stopped short, cringing over in pain.
Lilybrook had taught her about how to tell if kittens were coming, and she was shocked to realize that they were coming now, so early. Breathing heavily, and trying desperately to keep her cool, Cosette made her way to the back of the den with a groan. On her way to hide in her own quarters of the room, she grabbed the supplies she'd need. A stick, raspberry leaves, soaked moss, and borage. It would have to do for now. Lying down, she stifled a gasp of pain as the first kitten was born. A little she-cat, an adorable one at that, and she bent down to lick her fur the wrong way. Oh, it was her first child. "Elainey ana'Cosette." The doctor whispered, her periwinkle hued doe eyes glowing with wonder as she gazed at her first born child. Though, the bliss only lasted for a few moments before the agony washed over her once more.
A few minutes later, a second she-cat was born, and Cosette repeated the process of licking her next daughter's fur the wrong way in order to help her breathe, and to keep her warm. "Marilyn ana'Cosette." Two daughters. Two gorgeous, perfect daughters. Most of the cats in her bloodline were female, it was odd, but for some reason it usually just ended up happening like that. So, it wasn't to shocking to her that she seemed to only be having daughters so far. This time, the pain seemed to be ebbing away, and Cosette was beginning to just assume that she was done kitting. So, when the birthing pains came over her once more, she was a bit shocked as she slipped back into labor.
This had to be the final kitten, though was it another she-cat? The kitten was certainly pretty feminine in build, but after a few moments, pride swept over her for her last born kitten, and her first son. "Felix lez'Cobalt." The doctor purred, her eyes all for the tom kitten as she licked his fur the wrong direction to help keep him alive. The birth had been pretty simple, the snow bengal thought to herself, as she watched the three tiny kittens at her stomach. Not just newborn tiny, even smaller than that, as they were about a moon early. She loved them, though, and the only thing that was needed to make this perfect would be to have Cobalt there, the father of her little miracles. After ingesting the borage and pawing the unused stick and raspberry leaves to the side, Cosette wrapped her tail over her three kittens, nudging them closer to her stomach so they could nurse.
Lilybrook had taught her about how to tell if kittens were coming, and she was shocked to realize that they were coming now, so early. Breathing heavily, and trying desperately to keep her cool, Cosette made her way to the back of the den with a groan. On her way to hide in her own quarters of the room, she grabbed the supplies she'd need. A stick, raspberry leaves, soaked moss, and borage. It would have to do for now. Lying down, she stifled a gasp of pain as the first kitten was born. A little she-cat, an adorable one at that, and she bent down to lick her fur the wrong way. Oh, it was her first child. "Elainey ana'Cosette." The doctor whispered, her periwinkle hued doe eyes glowing with wonder as she gazed at her first born child. Though, the bliss only lasted for a few moments before the agony washed over her once more.
A few minutes later, a second she-cat was born, and Cosette repeated the process of licking her next daughter's fur the wrong way in order to help her breathe, and to keep her warm. "Marilyn ana'Cosette." Two daughters. Two gorgeous, perfect daughters. Most of the cats in her bloodline were female, it was odd, but for some reason it usually just ended up happening like that. So, it wasn't to shocking to her that she seemed to only be having daughters so far. This time, the pain seemed to be ebbing away, and Cosette was beginning to just assume that she was done kitting. So, when the birthing pains came over her once more, she was a bit shocked as she slipped back into labor.
This had to be the final kitten, though was it another she-cat? The kitten was certainly pretty feminine in build, but after a few moments, pride swept over her for her last born kitten, and her first son. "Felix lez'Cobalt." The doctor purred, her eyes all for the tom kitten as she licked his fur the wrong direction to help keep him alive. The birth had been pretty simple, the snow bengal thought to herself, as she watched the three tiny kittens at her stomach. Not just newborn tiny, even smaller than that, as they were about a moon early. She loved them, though, and the only thing that was needed to make this perfect would be to have Cobalt there, the father of her little miracles. After ingesting the borage and pawing the unused stick and raspberry leaves to the side, Cosette wrapped her tail over her three kittens, nudging them closer to her stomach so they could nurse.
ooc name, splashy
