Mistypaw

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Name: Mistypaw
Age: 7 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Apprentice
Personality:

Mistypaw is a nice she-cat who is very understanding and will listen to anyone's problems. She's very protective of her friends and will sacrifice anything to take care of those she cares about. She is loyal to a fault and will continue to come back to those who have hurt her, as she can be naive and trusting of everyone. Mistypaw has the habit to encourage others and help them reach their goals especially if they're her friends.

She has a tendency to keep quiet about her own affairs and what hurts her. She will let other cats walk over her and take anything that is thrown at her. Her self-esteem is low but she won't let that show, she acts confidently, but on the inside she thinks she is worthless.

Mistypaw can't stand others who put down others without real reason to do so. She will say something if she is comfortable in the situation she is in, which is not often. Although she she is normally timid, she will fight anyone who steps over an obvious line.

Mistypaw is normally very personable and friendly, but she has her days where she just wants to be alone. On a normal day she would prefer having some company and someone to talk to.

Mistypaw is not the most adventurous feline in the forest but she will tag along with someone when they ask her to or suggest to go somewhere to hunt or the like.

The she-cat is always going to try her best and hates failing. When she fails she will keep at her task until she has done it correctly. She is always looking for some kind of major purpose to her life, she keeps searching but she can't find one for herself, it's mainly the reason she has such low self-esteem and is so timid around the other cats. She believes they all have some divine purpose where as she has been left behind.

Picture:
Short Description:

Silver-grey tabby she-cat with bright blue eyes.

Appearance:

Mistypaw is a medium sized she-cat with bright blue eyes that are a startling contrast against her light silver-grey fur. Her stripes along her body, however, are a slightly darker shade of grey but not by much. Her fur coat is short and sleek.

This she-cat's build is dainty, but she's not helpless. She is quick and strong. Her paws are fairly small for her but it helps her to be quick on her paws. Her claws are clear white, and her whiskers are as well.

Her head is round but slightly angular. She has a group of smaller stripes on the top of her head just above her whiskers. Her snout is light grey but her lips are white.

Along her left flank she has a long scar.

Mistypaw's tail is long and can become animated when she gets excited. There's a darker ring of grey at the tip of her tail.

Mistypaw's legs are long and lithe. They get lighter in color at as they get down to he paws where the paws almost seem white but they are a very light grey.

History:

Mistypaw was born to two loners, Missy and Flare. She took after Missy for her appearance, and was the only surviving kit of a litter of three. Growing up was very shaky. She always had new homes as they had to be constantly on the move for new places to live.

Meanwhile her parents fought, physically and verbally all the time. She tried to stop the fighting many a time but her father only swatted at her telling her she was worthless and had no place in this world. Her mother would immediately defend the poor kit, but she would be beaten down by the much larger tom.

Then, called Misty, she often didn't know what to believe. She was young and had no power over anyone and her situation. She had to make due and mainly listened to her father rant about how he never should have mated with such a pathetic creature, wishing he never had any kit at all.

Misty felt as if she never should have existed after that. As she grew older, her mother found no reason to stay with her and decided to leave her with her father, Misty followed her but her mother only snapped.

"Live with your father, I don't want you, you came from him. I want nothing to do with his spawn, you're nothing to me."

Misty was heartbroken and lived the next few moons with her father, unable to defend herself against his abusive behavior, causing her to have many injuries and one lasting one on her left side. She never forgave him for that one, and was a lasting memory and statement on her worthlessness.

The day came when she when she was six moons, and decided to run away and join a clan. The clans she had heard so much about and lived alongside. She had to get away from Flare if it was the last she did.

She had to prove to her mother and father she was something. She had to have protection from her awful father should he decide to chase after her. She needed to find some purpose to her life, she had to feel...like she was worth something, even just a little bit. She believed she could find that purpose in Valeclan.

Family:

Father: Flare - loner - Whereabouts: Unknown
Mother: Missy - loner - Whereabouts: Unknown
Brother: Flame - loner - Whereabouts: Deceased
Sister: Lily - loner - Whereabouts: Deaceased
Uncle: Thorn - loner - Whereabouts: Unknown

RP Example:

It wasn't morning yet when a young she-cat awoke in apprentice's den. Blinking open her bright blue eyes she lifted her head, looking around. Her fur was ruffled from tossing and turning in her sleep. She hadn't slept very well, having more of her nightmares.

Rolling over onto her back she looked at the top of the den, sighing she rolled over onto her stomach and got onto all fours. She didn't bother washing down her fur with her rough tongue as she was just going to get wet in the rain anyway. The silver-grey she-cat could hear it pouding outside the den and on the top of the den's roof of leaves and such.

Padding to the entrance of the den she surveyed the area. Her bright eyes blinking confused as to why the fresh kill pile was so low in the beginning of greenleaf. She would have to go out hunting this morning for the clan. She had to keep them well fed, especially in these days where prey was very abundant.

Stepping out into the clearing she got pelted with droplets of water. She shook herself as she didn't really liek the feel of water on her fur, but she would have to endure it in this weather. Trotting through the camp's clearing she looked around, the rest of the cat's were stil asleep. And they should be... She thought to herself. She wanted them to get to some rest, she coudl handle hunting.

Stepping outside the camp, she dashed under the shelter of a tree. She coudl hear the hard patter of rain all around her. She had to find prey around, and soon, the elders and queens needed food so they could thrive.

She made her way through the forest in search of prey. But many of the sources of for food were hiding out in this kind of weather and Mistypaw was disheartened by this fact, but she couldn't give up, the she-cat had to prove her worth to the clan and help them survive.

It wasn't long until she caught the scent of a stupid rabbit. SPrining into action she followed the scent until she slowed as she saw the brown long eared foos source looking through the grass. Looking for food...too bad it's becoming ours! She purred in her head.

She waited a few minutes creeping up behind the rabbit. She put her paws down gently, the rain hit her fur hard but she paid it no mind. Stupid rabbit out in the rain... She thought before leaping into the air, but missed the rabbit.

"Stupid!" She cursed herself giving chase to the rabbit. "C'mon move faster you mouse brain!" She scolded herself as it looked like the rabbit was going to get a away. She couldn't let it do that, in a an attempt to catch she galloped across Valeclan territory, until she saw its burrow come into view... "Oh no!"

She leapt into the air, but landed on the hard ground hard. It hurt her paws and they stung. She missed the rabbit, and by a lot. "Darn.." She said, soaking wet.

"Maybe I should have just stayed in camp and went back to sleep." The soaking wet apprentice said to herself, frowning. "Mouse brain, you should have been quicker..."

Head hung low she padded back in the direction of camp. She knew she wasn't going to find a lot of prey today and she probably missed her one good shot. Way to go Mistypaw, way - to - go.

Other:

She has a tendency to worry about small things and when big things happen she freaks out entirely.

She also blames herself for most bad things that happen to the clan or someone she loves.

She constantly reviews situations in her head to figure out if she did something wrong.

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Accepted ^.^