Post by Tornleaf on Oct 21, 2007 2:57:21 GMT -5
Name: Tornleaf
Age: 18 moons
gender: Tom
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Medicine Cat
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Personality: Very shy and insecure. A kind and deeply-caring cat, he just has trouble showing it sometimes due to hi shyness.
history: Tornleaf learned ver quickly what he wanted to be in life. On the day he was to become a warrior apprentice, he told the leader at the last minute he'd rather be a Medicine cat. He trained, like any other medicine cat, but due to death from sickness, his previous mentor was unable to give him an as complete training as most medicine cats. Obviously, that doesn't help his insecurity much.
Rp example: "Guys, we really shouldn't be out here." Tornkit spoke with an obvious fear, to the older kits, tail-lengths ahead.
The other kits stopped walking and turned their heads to him. "Do you want to see the two-leg thing, or not? Leopaw said it was neat-looking."
Both of Tornkit's shoulder's drooped. "No, I want to see it, but-"
"'But,' what? We're practically old enough to be apprentices anyway."
Tornkit glanced around, nervously. Finally, he just lowered his gaze to the ground in front of him and said, "Sorry..." He followed the older kits deeper into the forest.
Age: 18 moons
gender: Tom
Clan: RiverClan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Picture/Discription:
Personality: Very shy and insecure. A kind and deeply-caring cat, he just has trouble showing it sometimes due to hi shyness.
history: Tornleaf learned ver quickly what he wanted to be in life. On the day he was to become a warrior apprentice, he told the leader at the last minute he'd rather be a Medicine cat. He trained, like any other medicine cat, but due to death from sickness, his previous mentor was unable to give him an as complete training as most medicine cats. Obviously, that doesn't help his insecurity much.
Rp example: "Guys, we really shouldn't be out here." Tornkit spoke with an obvious fear, to the older kits, tail-lengths ahead.
The other kits stopped walking and turned their heads to him. "Do you want to see the two-leg thing, or not? Leopaw said it was neat-looking."
Both of Tornkit's shoulder's drooped. "No, I want to see it, but-"
"'But,' what? We're practically old enough to be apprentices anyway."
Tornkit glanced around, nervously. Finally, he just lowered his gaze to the ground in front of him and said, "Sorry..." He followed the older kits deeper into the forest.
