Gingerpaw, Apprentice of Willowclan

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Name: Gingerpaw

Gender: female

Orientation: straight

Age: 8 moons

Rank: Apprentice


Personal
History: Gingerpaw is simply a young bicolor tabby molly who can only remember life in the clan, being told she was found as a kit on the borders of willowclan during bareleaf, it moved her heart and currently motivates her to be a medicine cat and help others!

Mentor: n/a

Previous Mentor(s): none

Crush: n/a

Mate: n/a

Kits: n/a

Kin: n/a


Personality
[ tender hearted | stubborn | shy | kind | thoughtful | curious ]


[ tender hearted ]
she cares about life more than she should, looking to the prey pile with a disgust and sadness, [/ul][/ul][/ul]

perhaps those mice had families, maybe the cardinal had newborn chicks to go home to...

[ stubborn ]
when this little gingersnap has an opinion, it's her opinion and everyone will know it!

(but if you reasonably share your thoughts, she has no problem listening and considering)

[ shy ]
when it comes to strangers, she'd rather let them come to her, no reason bothering them so soon..

[ kind ]
has to be told her enemies, or she may very well befriend them~

[ thoughtful ]

never pounces right away, she thinks over her actions and then considers the consequences, before putting her attack into action!!!

[ curious ]

she absolutely loves learning, which makes her dream the role of a medicine cat, to know all those herbs and what they do!
her curiosity makes her subconsciously adventurous

Likes: berries/ herbs, medicines, life, warmth, friends, quiet

Dislikes: meat, hurt, death, negative or depressing subjects

Appearance
Short Description: A small and slightly chubby molly cat, her pelt is mostly a light orange, with large patches of lovely white,

her eyes are a red-brown and constantly molded with a concerned look

Long Description: Gingerpaw is an average-for-her-age, a little heavy set, and completely timid. Her pelt is enough to camouflage the top of her with a tabby orange, but a pure white patches across her body. Her amber eyes glow with anticipation, full of thought and curiosity, and her fur is so seemingly silky, you'd think she had a perfect cat-hair-stylist.

Build: a chubby, heavier build caused by her lower cholesterol levels

Fur: gently soft and feathery, it's hard to matt up, you'll know if she got into some trouble if it's messy

Eyes: the red-orange amber, like that of a dying fire

Roleplay Sample
A small careful molly eases out from the brush and bramble that was her cover, she studied a unsuspecting mouse nibbling on a tree nut. Inching closer ever so thoughtfully and pre-thanking starclan for it's nutrition, the sun hit her pelt and it burned beautifully in the pure light. Her prey perked up and she stopped immediately to not alarm the small creature. A few moments that felt like forever passed and her soon-to-be catch finished it's meal when the she-cat pounced, landing right on top of it, killing the mouse quickly before it alarmed it's friends. Only to look at the dead prey and sigh, her job was done, she picked up the food in her mouth to return it to her clans fresh kill pile. Hoping that her mentor would be proud of her and praise her good kill. 

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