Velvetpaw, Windclan

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Name: Velvetpaw
Age: 9 Moons
Alliance: WindClan
Rank: Apprentice
Gender: Tom
Appearence:

Velvetpaw's fur is a dark gray that isn't quite black, about the color of twilight. He has a delicate pink nose and expressive golden eyes. His tail is of medium length and his fur is thick to keep out the cold. His front-left paw is snowy white, and that is the only color other than gray on his fur.

Personality:

Velvetpaw isn't the smartest of cats, but he can learn quickly and is good at catching on. He has a very short memory, and has a tendancy to forget things quickly if he isn't reminded several times. He gets frustrated extremely quickly, but will refuse to give up until he has solved the puzzle. He is very caring to all cats, but will abide to warrior code at all times.

History:

Velvetpaw has a very basic history: he was born from two dedicated Windclan warriors and raised with the warrior code pounded into his head everyday. All of the queens liked him, and he was the most mellow of all the kits in the nursery at the time he was born. He loved to listen to stories from the elders, and often got caught sneaking out of the nursery early in the morning to hear them talk. When he became an apprentice, though, he found that he really didn't have the time anymore. He works double-time to ensure the remembrance of everything he is taught.

Roleplay Example:

Velvetpaw crept up silently, his belly dragging on the sandy ground of the plains. He had the perfect spot; he was hidden well by the blowing weeds that reached up well over his head, and the rabbit he chased had no chance of seeing him. He reached his special paw out softly, the one that was white, and prayed to Starclan for a clean kill. At the last second, the rabbit darted away to some hollow of his elsewhere. Velvetpaw sprinted after it, but lost it early on. With a frustrated sigh, he realized he had forgotten to keep his tail down. He headed back in the direction of his camp empty-pawed, and hoped that no teasing would erupt from his failure.

Code Word: Walk With Starclan

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Accepted! Sorry this took me so long to get to.

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Not a problem.