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Name: Silverpaw
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Clan: Windclan
Appearance: Silverpaw's pelt shines like the never-ending Silverpelt (stars). Dotted with an occasional black, her eyes are of an icy blue with shards to match.
Picture: Will be posted in sig
Personality: She feels that her heart rules over Clan loyalty. Greed has never been a part of Silverpaw, and she wouldn't eat before the clan is served unless she has been ordered to do so. If another fellow cat was in danger, she would selflessly defend him or her with her life. She takes slightly hasty decisions and sees if there is a better one.
Rp sample: A rabbit hopped into Silverpaw's blurred vision.I am far too weak to hunt. What a pity that I can't even defend myself against powerful badgers and bobcats. She lied there in silence, watching the rabbit mock her with glee. If I had my way, rabbit, you wouldn't even be alive, much less gloating! How she would have wished for a more peaceful death. Then a shape forms in the distance, much like a feline, yet so different. It got closer and closer until she could pick out the details. By then, her wound had taken its toll and she fell into a dark, tranquil sleep, oblivious to the world around her. Wake up! Wake. . . up. The voice faded into the silent surroundings.
History: Born to a dying mother, Silverpaw has relied on her short-lived rogue of a father for everything. A fire killed her mongering parent, leaving her with no food or water. On the verge of death, she was saved by a tabby who raised her as his own. When she reached 6 moons, her guardian said his fianl goodbye to her and set off to some unknown mission and has never returned. She found WindClan unguided by any cat and is willing to serve.
Codeword: White
Other: N/A
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