Post by ravenpaw on Mar 26, 2012 16:46:59 GMT -5
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[tr][td][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px;][classy=title]appearance[/classy][classy=text]a slim, glossy black tom with light yellow/orange eyes.
in simple terms, most would describe ravenpaw as a rather plain looking black cat, with no significant marks and the like, and in a sense that is true, but can be far from it with a closer look. due to his dense, black coat, when hit with light, it seems to give a sort of a reddish sheen to it, that of which is natural to most black cats. with his nose being black, and due to his coat color, most would assume that all of his pads were of the same color, but actually, he does have a spotting of pink of his back left paw, something that makes him unique as well. being a member to windclan, ravenpaw has a naturally slim body, taller (once he become full grown) than the cats of other clans and not as heavy. also, due to his lineage, he has a graceful limbs, seeming smooth and gliding in just about any gait. his eyes are not once noticeably common to most other cats, piercing yellow/orange, a gaze can even make the path of a seasoned warrior falter if used correctly.[/classy]
[classy=title]personality[/classy][classy=text]solitary | ravenpaw isn't must of a cat's cat. though he can socialize with others, and can do a good job at it, he prefers not to. he'd much rather have time to himself than go about playing around with others when it is unnecessary. of course, being in clan life, this can be a bit difficult for the tom, since the presence of cat in more inevitable. please don't that this means he is anti-social or doesn't like other cats or is completely alone all the time, for as he has grown, mature, this trait of his has been slowly fading, though it still lingers.
proud | nothing like a male and his pride, eh? and ravenpaw sure has a lot of it. he'd much rather keep to himself than complain about something that is bothering him, or something he did wrong. pride can be a bit dangerous for him as well, the failure to see what he does done wrong, whether in decisions or actions, and not willing to take the advice or actions to correct it. he'd much rather sit there and argue or walk away from whoever is pointing out his mistake that was made.
arguable | yes, because of some of his other traits, he can be quite arguable at times, even over the slightest of things, and trust when i say that he is not one to give up either. due to his near ending apprenticeship, he would naturally think that he is practically a warrior, making it easy for him to think it is reasonable to start arguments with other warriors, particularly his mentor. most would be about practical stuff, such as the best spot for prey or which direction the patrol should go, etc., etc., etc.
smart | i wouldn't say the ravenpaw in smart due to intelligence, but more like cleverness the quickness of it, a more natural instinct than one that could be acquired. his sense of direction and smell can be particularly quick at times and a great advantage to him and those with him, and also the clan when it is most needed. now this is not mean that this cleverness is always present when it is most convenient,, because at times, such cleverness can only fail and embarrass him. another way that 'smart' can be interpreted is a type of attitude usually conveyed with sarcasm and a thinking of better education. now this isn't a big part of what ravenpaw it, but i can show at time of frustration.
determined | like most young cats of his age, this tom is a very determined cat. once he sets his mind to something it can be very hard to get him to stray from such path. he is soon to be a warrior, and with that comes more responsibility, something he is greatly looking forward. almost nothing would be able to stop him from such a goal as this, and he would do almost anything to achieve this. the 'do almost anything' part can at times be a fault in himself due to the fact that he would literally do almost anything.[/classy]
[classy=title]history[/classy][classy=text]birth | born an only kit, and would forever be an only kit, ravenpaw was sire by two young warrior of his clan at the time. his mother and father were hardly a year into their warrior-hood when he can into the world. both of his parents were of darker colors, though not the kind of black like himself, but more like dark grays. ravenpaw was assumed, by his parents that he had received his dark pelt from his father's grandfather, a very well known warrior of not only windclan, but the other clans as well. it was because of this recognition that he was named after his great-grandfather with the prefix of raven.
kithood | a kithood spent alone was a little tough on ravenkit. not only was he the only one of his litter, but he was the only kit in the nursery during most of this time period, this being a great factor to his somewhat solitary personality trait. during his kithood, ravenkit, with not much else to do, spent a lot of time admiring other warriors and apprentices of the clan, always bugging them to play with him and whatnot. naturally, most apprentices of the time joked with him, not really wanting, or having the time, to play with the young kit, and only few warriors, who were kind enough or had the spare time, would come and play with him for a bit before returning to whatever duties they had to perform. most would think that this would discourage the young ravenkit, but it only fueled his determination to become a warrior even more. at about five months old, a month before his own apprenticeship, another litter was born into the nursery, but even by the time he was made an apprentice, they were still too young for a bigger kit like himself to play with.
apprenticeship | he was all too excited when his six weeks were up and the newly appointed ravenpaw was made into an apprentice. it took time for the new apprentice to adjust to this new life, being the youngest by a quite a bit, as well as it being five months before the next oldest kits were to become apprentices, ravenpaw often got the worst of the jobs, mostly that being cleaning out the elder's den and taking care of them. 'i'm not a medicine cat.' he would often think to himself in spite of the other apprentices as they went out to hunt and go on patrols, though little did he know as a young cat that these skills would come in handy in the future. it wasn't too long before his mentor took him on his first hunting mission, ravenpaw himself successfully learning the tactic of how windclan cats are so easily able to take down rabbits and being able to do so as well. shortly after that, he went on his first boarder patrol, learning the land of his territory was something difficult for him at first, frustrating him to no end how others got it so easily, but he would soon come to roam the territory in ease as he got more moon of experience. ravenpaw's apprenticeship, for the most part, was a memorable one, packed with many things of which he can be proud of and few of which not so proud of. due to his age of 13 moons, he expecting to become a warrior very soon.
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[classy=title]other[/classy][classy=text]taken from this site in a thread that i participated in.
a small frown formed on the boy's face as he examed the girl shortly after sitting down. the frown had only lasted for a few second before turning back into his normal cocky smile, though it had definitely been there. i guess i had expected her to be a bit more welcoming. he thought with a small chuckle. though he couldn't admit it to himself, jason had expected this to some extented. he would never be one to say that it was him who changed over the years he had spent europe. of course had had gotten around, spending time with some of the big shots there, getting himself mixed into all kinds of things, and not all being the best for himself. during that time he had thought nothing of it, still thinks nothing of it now. coming back now, he had thought that nothing between him and dahlia had changed. he still thought himself to still be the same no matter how different he was now, and that she would think the same as well. this was obviously far from the truth. unlike him dahlia had stay mostly the same thought out the years, keeping who she was, so she could see thought his little façade he was putting up. nonetheless, jason still gave the girl his confident and cocky smile, though a bit of confusion still lay behind it as he tried to comprehend her as much he could.
jason could feel the discomfort of the girl, but it could hardly bother him as he continued to look on sure. it's just been a while. he thought, convincing himself that it wasn't because of him or anything of the such. ha, she's just so excited to see me she doesn't know what to say. the boy thought jokingly to himself, clearly knowing that this wasn't the true reason why she had waited to speak to him with an uncomfortable feeling in the air. "aw, come on babe, there's no need to be so sour the first time we get back together." he said, a joking grin on his face as he kind of brushed of her comment like it was a joke on her part or even as if she had never said it in the first place. he convinced himself of this as he saw a smile come upon her face, one that seemed happy to see him, compared to the complete opposite bitter tone she had spoken to him moments before.
the boy quickly smiled back at dahlia, as he sat back more relaxed in his seat, content with getting atleast some form of friendlyless on her part. he watched the girl who now looked calm and collected, paitently waiting she took a small sip of her coffee, willing to wait for what she had to say. when she finally did speak, her words left jason clearly confused, but didn't stop from responding, even if he knew his words to not make one bit of sense. "what do you mean 'what sound have happened never did'? it happening right now, is it not?" he flashed her was seemed like a rather foolish grin. his smile faded a bit, trying to understand what she was trying to say, while still trying to keep things friendly and comfortable between the two. it was that moment that an unpleasant frown came upon the boy's face, as a seriousness entered the air as her spoke, her eyes and stare clearly saying it all. "you know that things happen, and opertunities come up . . ." jason started to say, his words sound a bit unsure, and rather uncharacteristic of himself. his hand went up as he scratched his head for a moment, his thought collecting a bit as the boy began to speak again. "i mean, i sure babe that if you were given the chance babe that you would take it, wouldn't you?" at that point he had sounded a bit more confident of himself, sound more like who he was now. "i know you missed me and all, but i'm sure was can find a way to get back together now that i'm back." his regular, cocky smile began to form on his face again. "i am single at the moment, so that's one less thing to worry about."[/classy]
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[tr][td][atrb=valign,top][atrb=style,padding-top: 10px;][classy=title]appearance[/classy][classy=text]a slim, glossy black tom with light yellow/orange eyes.
in simple terms, most would describe ravenpaw as a rather plain looking black cat, with no significant marks and the like, and in a sense that is true, but can be far from it with a closer look. due to his dense, black coat, when hit with light, it seems to give a sort of a reddish sheen to it, that of which is natural to most black cats. with his nose being black, and due to his coat color, most would assume that all of his pads were of the same color, but actually, he does have a spotting of pink of his back left paw, something that makes him unique as well. being a member to windclan, ravenpaw has a naturally slim body, taller (once he become full grown) than the cats of other clans and not as heavy. also, due to his lineage, he has a graceful limbs, seeming smooth and gliding in just about any gait. his eyes are not once noticeably common to most other cats, piercing yellow/orange, a gaze can even make the path of a seasoned warrior falter if used correctly.[/classy]
[classy=title]personality[/classy][classy=text]solitary | ravenpaw isn't must of a cat's cat. though he can socialize with others, and can do a good job at it, he prefers not to. he'd much rather have time to himself than go about playing around with others when it is unnecessary. of course, being in clan life, this can be a bit difficult for the tom, since the presence of cat in more inevitable. please don't that this means he is anti-social or doesn't like other cats or is completely alone all the time, for as he has grown, mature, this trait of his has been slowly fading, though it still lingers.
proud | nothing like a male and his pride, eh? and ravenpaw sure has a lot of it. he'd much rather keep to himself than complain about something that is bothering him, or something he did wrong. pride can be a bit dangerous for him as well, the failure to see what he does done wrong, whether in decisions or actions, and not willing to take the advice or actions to correct it. he'd much rather sit there and argue or walk away from whoever is pointing out his mistake that was made.
arguable | yes, because of some of his other traits, he can be quite arguable at times, even over the slightest of things, and trust when i say that he is not one to give up either. due to his near ending apprenticeship, he would naturally think that he is practically a warrior, making it easy for him to think it is reasonable to start arguments with other warriors, particularly his mentor. most would be about practical stuff, such as the best spot for prey or which direction the patrol should go, etc., etc., etc.
smart | i wouldn't say the ravenpaw in smart due to intelligence, but more like cleverness the quickness of it, a more natural instinct than one that could be acquired. his sense of direction and smell can be particularly quick at times and a great advantage to him and those with him, and also the clan when it is most needed. now this is not mean that this cleverness is always present when it is most convenient,, because at times, such cleverness can only fail and embarrass him. another way that 'smart' can be interpreted is a type of attitude usually conveyed with sarcasm and a thinking of better education. now this isn't a big part of what ravenpaw it, but i can show at time of frustration.
determined | like most young cats of his age, this tom is a very determined cat. once he sets his mind to something it can be very hard to get him to stray from such path. he is soon to be a warrior, and with that comes more responsibility, something he is greatly looking forward. almost nothing would be able to stop him from such a goal as this, and he would do almost anything to achieve this. the 'do almost anything' part can at times be a fault in himself due to the fact that he would literally do almost anything.[/classy]
[classy=title]history[/classy][classy=text]birth | born an only kit, and would forever be an only kit, ravenpaw was sire by two young warrior of his clan at the time. his mother and father were hardly a year into their warrior-hood when he can into the world. both of his parents were of darker colors, though not the kind of black like himself, but more like dark grays. ravenpaw was assumed, by his parents that he had received his dark pelt from his father's grandfather, a very well known warrior of not only windclan, but the other clans as well. it was because of this recognition that he was named after his great-grandfather with the prefix of raven.
kithood | a kithood spent alone was a little tough on ravenkit. not only was he the only one of his litter, but he was the only kit in the nursery during most of this time period, this being a great factor to his somewhat solitary personality trait. during his kithood, ravenkit, with not much else to do, spent a lot of time admiring other warriors and apprentices of the clan, always bugging them to play with him and whatnot. naturally, most apprentices of the time joked with him, not really wanting, or having the time, to play with the young kit, and only few warriors, who were kind enough or had the spare time, would come and play with him for a bit before returning to whatever duties they had to perform. most would think that this would discourage the young ravenkit, but it only fueled his determination to become a warrior even more. at about five months old, a month before his own apprenticeship, another litter was born into the nursery, but even by the time he was made an apprentice, they were still too young for a bigger kit like himself to play with.
apprenticeship | he was all too excited when his six weeks were up and the newly appointed ravenpaw was made into an apprentice. it took time for the new apprentice to adjust to this new life, being the youngest by a quite a bit, as well as it being five months before the next oldest kits were to become apprentices, ravenpaw often got the worst of the jobs, mostly that being cleaning out the elder's den and taking care of them. 'i'm not a medicine cat.' he would often think to himself in spite of the other apprentices as they went out to hunt and go on patrols, though little did he know as a young cat that these skills would come in handy in the future. it wasn't too long before his mentor took him on his first hunting mission, ravenpaw himself successfully learning the tactic of how windclan cats are so easily able to take down rabbits and being able to do so as well. shortly after that, he went on his first boarder patrol, learning the land of his territory was something difficult for him at first, frustrating him to no end how others got it so easily, but he would soon come to roam the territory in ease as he got more moon of experience. ravenpaw's apprenticeship, for the most part, was a memorable one, packed with many things of which he can be proud of and few of which not so proud of. due to his age of 13 moons, he expecting to become a warrior very soon.
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[classy=title]other[/classy][classy=text]taken from this site in a thread that i participated in.
a small frown formed on the boy's face as he examed the girl shortly after sitting down. the frown had only lasted for a few second before turning back into his normal cocky smile, though it had definitely been there. i guess i had expected her to be a bit more welcoming. he thought with a small chuckle. though he couldn't admit it to himself, jason had expected this to some extented. he would never be one to say that it was him who changed over the years he had spent europe. of course had had gotten around, spending time with some of the big shots there, getting himself mixed into all kinds of things, and not all being the best for himself. during that time he had thought nothing of it, still thinks nothing of it now. coming back now, he had thought that nothing between him and dahlia had changed. he still thought himself to still be the same no matter how different he was now, and that she would think the same as well. this was obviously far from the truth. unlike him dahlia had stay mostly the same thought out the years, keeping who she was, so she could see thought his little façade he was putting up. nonetheless, jason still gave the girl his confident and cocky smile, though a bit of confusion still lay behind it as he tried to comprehend her as much he could.
jason could feel the discomfort of the girl, but it could hardly bother him as he continued to look on sure. it's just been a while. he thought, convincing himself that it wasn't because of him or anything of the such. ha, she's just so excited to see me she doesn't know what to say. the boy thought jokingly to himself, clearly knowing that this wasn't the true reason why she had waited to speak to him with an uncomfortable feeling in the air. "aw, come on babe, there's no need to be so sour the first time we get back together." he said, a joking grin on his face as he kind of brushed of her comment like it was a joke on her part or even as if she had never said it in the first place. he convinced himself of this as he saw a smile come upon her face, one that seemed happy to see him, compared to the complete opposite bitter tone she had spoken to him moments before.
the boy quickly smiled back at dahlia, as he sat back more relaxed in his seat, content with getting atleast some form of friendlyless on her part. he watched the girl who now looked calm and collected, paitently waiting she took a small sip of her coffee, willing to wait for what she had to say. when she finally did speak, her words left jason clearly confused, but didn't stop from responding, even if he knew his words to not make one bit of sense. "what do you mean 'what sound have happened never did'? it happening right now, is it not?" he flashed her was seemed like a rather foolish grin. his smile faded a bit, trying to understand what she was trying to say, while still trying to keep things friendly and comfortable between the two. it was that moment that an unpleasant frown came upon the boy's face, as a seriousness entered the air as her spoke, her eyes and stare clearly saying it all. "you know that things happen, and opertunities come up . . ." jason started to say, his words sound a bit unsure, and rather uncharacteristic of himself. his hand went up as he scratched his head for a moment, his thought collecting a bit as the boy began to speak again. "i mean, i sure babe that if you were given the chance babe that you would take it, wouldn't you?" at that point he had sounded a bit more confident of himself, sound more like who he was now. "i know you missed me and all, but i'm sure was can find a way to get back together now that i'm back." his regular, cocky smile began to form on his face again. "i am single at the moment, so that's one less thing to worry about."[/classy]
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