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       azariapaw || riverclan ||
       By: December Date: September 25, 2012, 3:59 pm
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       Name:
       Azariapaw
       Age:
       8 moons
       Gender:
       She-cat
       Alliance:
       RiverClan
       Rank:
       Apprentice
       Appearance (6 or more sentences):
       In all honesty, Azariapaw, in appearance, is just like any other
       normal cat. To tell the truth there isn't much, or anything,
       about her appearance that is extraordinary or unusual. There is
       a rather simple way to explain the appearance of this cat, one
       could simply say that Azaria is a long furred calico she-cat.
       To the naked eye it looks as if her pelt is made out of a soft
       silky material. It just has that eye catching, soft, fluffy look
       about it that draws one's eye instantly.
       Her colours are simple, and rather normal, black, white and a
       chestnut colour. But every time they reach each other they
       overlap in such intricate turns and twists; or one could say
       like paint splatters. The black so boldly overlaps the chestnut
       brown whilst the white is like a field, the sea in the distance.
       Now onto her eyes, the part about her that probably stands out
       the most. They are a colour that fits in so nicely with her
       overall appearance, like the last, lost, piece of a puzzle when
       it is found. In colouring one immediately just sees the hazel,
       that is if they are lazy and rather disdainful. Looking again
       one sees that amongst all that hazel, circling the black pupil,
       is an inner ring of bright green! The green is a vibrant colour
       that on better inspection stands out brilliantly!
       Personality (6 or more sentences):
       Azariapaw isn't at all the little girly girl that people would
       think of her. With a name such as hers anyone would think, and
       they do, that she's a perfect little lady! But boy are they
       wrong! Azaria isn't anything like the little lady her name
       suggests, you know, one of those ones who find it hard to
       actually THINK?!
       Let's be honest, Azaria is rather a snazzy and chickadee, as
       she'd say. The words girl or lady just don't appeal to this fun
       loving rocker. Instead she likes to use the term chickadee,
       making her sound a whole lot more eccentric! Instead of using
       the boring words people normally uses she comes up with her very
       own words. Though most don't know what she's on about when she
       starts talking they soon get the gist of what she's saying.
       As for her friends, well, they are few and far between. I mean,
       she only classifies friends when she's known them for a few
       moons at the very LEAST! Otherwise you are just an acquittance
       of hers, one would say they are her friend but really they're
       not. After all, Azaria is rather picky when it comes to friends.
       ---Likes (at least 3):
       creating her own words
       - daydreaming
       - boys, well she is a girl
       - running
       - debating [she's rather persuasive]
       - chatting
       - partying [she can throw a pretty darn good party]
       - catnip [though she doesn't take uncontrolled amounts, just
       enough to make her feel better]
       --- Dislikes (at least 3):
       - rude cats [well no duh]
       - cats who are incommunicado, not willing to communicate
       - the glitterati, famous cats [its a real word]
       - fighting, arguments
       - laziness
       - thunderstorms [they frighten her]
       ---Strengths (No MORE than 5):
       - running [she's a rather athletic little chickadee]
       - fighting [she's got a great mind for it]
       - swimming [even for a riverclan cats standard she is
       exceptionally strong]
       ---Weaknesses (At least 3):
       - phobia of thunderstorms [she freezes on the spot]
       - hunting [she's much better at fighting]
       - following rules and orders [she's forever getting into trouble
       for the way she manages to disobey or break every rule, take the
       warrior code for example]
       History (at least 6 sentences):
       Azariapaw isn't what one would call... Clanborn. Instead she
       lived most of her life, which isn't a very big one yet, as a
       tom-magnet. Azaria once travelled around the clans, and
       sometimes within the twoleg places and loner lands. She'd fall
       in as one of the clan, grab a tom's attention and promise them
       her love; give them everything they ask for. But alas, she'd
       soon leave them dried, shrivelled, heartbroken and bleeding from
       the soul.
       And it so happened that one day she found someone that she
       actually loved. No, not someone she wanted to persuade into
       admitting love for her. She found someone that she really,
       positively loved; and I'm not joking. But it so happened that
       this particular apprentice actually knew who she was and just
       what she had done to all those toms who had been said to have
       gone... Insane.
       And now Azaria was starting to see just how bad her victims had
       felt. Every time she even tried getting close to the tom he
       absolutely rejected her. It was then that Azariapaw realised
       just how bad what she had done was. After seeing, and feeling,
       just how sore and messed up she'd made everyone else felt
       Azariapaw suddenly felt... guilty. It was then that she decided
       to move to RiverClan, the place of her first victim. When she
       arrived she found out that her first victim had died, he was the
       only cat coming from RiverClan so she was welcomed with open and
       warm arms.
       Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
       The multi-coloured bundle of fluff crept through the bushes,
       intent on snatching her prey. But oddly enough her prey wasn't
       quiet your average prey. To all she seemed to be stalking a...
       cat? Wait a second, that just wasn't right, why would anyone in
       their right mind go around stalking cats for? But that's the
       thing, Azariapaw wasn't right in the mind, for at this very
       moment she had just finished off a pile of catnip. And just when
       her habit of stalking and r.ping tom-cats was starting to
       disappear all this catnip had fired it up again. Great job,
       that's exactly what she wanted right now...
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       Re: azariapaw || riverclan ||
       By: paris Date: September 25, 2012, 4:20 pm
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       [center][font=times new roman]amazing app, my dear.
       approved[/font][/center]
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