Post by doqqe on Mar 5, 2015 18:09:59 GMT
ɴᴀᴍᴇ: Hawkpaw
ɢᴇɴᴅᴇʀ: male
ᴏʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ: arro // ace
ᴀɢᴇ: 7 moons
ʀᴀɴᴋ: Medicine cat Apprentice
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟ
ʜɪsᴛᴏʀʏ: When Hawkpaw was a kit, he was practically living in the medicine cat's den.
He's always been fascinated by how simple herbs could make even the sickest cats feel better,
and always knew the path of the medicine cat was the one he would want to take.
ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ: Leafwatcher
ᴘʀᴇᴠɪᴏᴜs ᴍᴇɴᴛᴏʀ(s): N/A
ᴄʀᴜsʜ: N/A
ᴍᴀᴛᴇ: N/A
ᴋɪᴛs: N/A
ᴋɪɴ: N/A
ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ
[ gentle | calm | stoic | wise ]
[ gentle ]
Has a soft touch that couldn't hurt a fly. Very careful and good at handling sick cats.
[ calm ]
Is very good at staying at ease under pressure; doesn't easily succumb to panic or anxiety
when needing to treat a cat in a dangerous situation.
[ stoic ]
Is able to keep a steady hold on his appearance, even when fighting with his emotions. May
often come off as apathetic due to his lack of emotional output through facial expressions and
body language.
[ wise ]
Even being 7 moons old, Hawkpaw has a wisdom far beyond his years; assumably because he is the
Medicine cat's apprentice, but maybe he was born with it.
ʟɪᴋᴇs: herbs, life, wilderness, peace and quiet, Starclan
ᴅɪsʟɪᴋᴇs: fighting, loud events, snow, death, rivers
ᴀᴘᴘᴇᴀʀᴀɴᴄᴇ
sʜᴏʀᴛ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Brown tabby tom with dark eyes, long fur, and a half-length tail.
ʟᴏɴɢ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ: Dark pale brown tabby tom with long, thick fur, lighter muzzle and
underbelly, with a light tan splotch on his chest. His ears and tail are naturally shorter
than an average cat's would be. Dark brown eyes, and pink nose and pawpads. He has a skinny
build, but he appears heavier due to his thick, floofy fur.
ʙᴜɪʟᴅ: appears broad from fur, actually quite thin
ғᴜʀ: thick and soft tabby brown
ᴇʏᴇs: dark brown
ʀᴏʟᴇᴘʟᴀʏ sᴀᴍᴘʟᴇ
Hawkpaw usually woke up earlier than the rest of the clan, using the alone time for sorting
through the stock of herbs that he and his mentor, Leafwatcher, the medicine cat, had built up
to last through leaf-bare. After checking the remains of supplies, it appeared there was a
slight shortage of catmint, an important herb to have for leaf-bare, which treats whitecough,
and the even worse greencough. To be on the safe side, Hawkpaw decided he would go collect
more later in the day, the best time to gather it being after sun-high, when the dew has
burned off. Sun-high could not come soon enough, as going to pick herbs was Hawkpaw's favorite
passtime; the anticipation weighed heavily on his shoulders.
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