Post by Sentimentality on Nov 14, 2011 12:15:15 GMT -5
Name: Bramblepaw
Age: 6 moons
Rank: Apprentice
Allegiance: WindClan
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Appearance: If you saw Bramblepaw you would immediately assume that he was a WindClan cat. You wouldn't be wrong either, for this tom is WindClan through and through, there's no doubt about it. With the small, lean build typical of a WindClanner, it is clear to see that he is suited to running across open moorland in pursuit of his prey.
He is a black tom, with a short, silky blanket of midnight black stretching across his body. No other colour is seen on him at all, apart from his striking amber eyes. They seem to be more golden than amber, and they reflect his emotions with ease. All in all he is a rather average tom when it comes to looks, although it would be a lie to label him ugly, for he most certainly isn't. But he's definitely not the best looking cat in the forest.
Personality: Bramblepaw is a very talkative tom to say the least. If there is someone in camp with him, or anywhere for that matter, he will strike up some sort of conversation, no matter how tacky or unnecessary it is. Although he respects those older than him, he doesn't see them as 'superior' as such, but he does listen to them when he needs to, however much he might not want to do as they say.
Bramblepaw is easy to get along with and doesn't hold grudges, firmly believing in the saying 'forgive and forget'. He believes in second chances and couldn't stand watching someone hurt for something that they may not have done. Of course, if a cat had done something bad, then being hurt would be completely justifiable in his opinion.
He enjoys to play jokes on others and he likes to have some company. Being alone scares him in a strange way.
History: Bramblepaw was born to two WindClan warriors in a litter of four. He had two sisters and one brother, thus making an equal amount of both genders. This was good for both the kits and the parents as there was no rivalry over gender, and no kits being left out because they were the 'odd one out'. Bramblekit had a good relationship with all three of his siblings, and he was always the adventurous one, although a bit of a mummy's boy. He liked his home comforts and new places always scared him a bit. But that''s natural and expected from a young kit, right?
Well, these things stayed with him throughout his kithood and though he spent his days exploring with hsi siblings, if he was ever lost or alone, he got very claustrophobic and would panic. Due to this, his mother kept all of her kits close to the nursery, only letting them go further if they were accompanied by a warrior. Bramblekit still wanted to go everywhere just like any other kit in the nursery, but he always had to have someone with him to stop him getting overly anxious about not finding his way back home.