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Paganfestival--: Finished and awaiting approval
By: Fragment Date: March 11, 2013, 2:38 pm
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I'm going to assume that the standards here are the same as
WCRPG, just say if I'm incorrect.
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Character Name: [s]Pagankit>>[/s] Paganpaw >>
[s]Paganfestival[/s]
Character Age: 7 moons
Gender: Female
Alliance: Shadowclan
Rank: Apprentice
Appearance:
Paganpaw is a calico she-cat of orange, black, and white.
I shall tell you the exact order in which these colours appear
upon Paganpaw's small body.
At first she is a pure white she-cat, everything white apart
from her eyes, {a dark glaring amber} and nose, which is a rose
coloured shade. Then orange sections appear on her paws, tail
and her back. They are the things that really catch your eye. If
you have trouble picturing her so far then think of a winter
wonderland, eveything white. You are standing at the top of a
vast and steep hill. A second later you see golden patches of
white, littering the land.
Finally, there is the black. It covers her ears and two toes on
each paw aswell as sections on her sides and a dot on her back.
Now we go into her facial features. Her ears are slightly tufted
but only a few hairs are visible to the naked eyes. As i've
metioned before, her nose is a gentle shade of pink, also known
as rose.
Her eyes are odd, as they are not the usual green but a warm
shade of amber. Apart from that she is a normal cat that lives
in Shadowclan.
Personality:
Paganpaw is a kind, determined being. She is very kind, but will
never give up on her tasks. She is also very social, but
perfers to have her own space. She is not stuck up or sassy, and
actually she doesn't like those kinds of cats in particular. She
likes to hang out with toms instead of she-cats, therefor making
her a tomboy. But really, she acts like a proper she-cat, though
she hangs with males. In all, she is a determined she-cat that
just seems to get on with mals rather than her own gender.
However, she has a dislike of cats that take complete control of
something without a thought for anybody else.
---Likes: Meeting new cats, springs and/wells and the colour
green
--- Dislikes: Overly savage cats, the colour purple and wilting
flowers.
---Strengths: Her kindness can make a lot of cats like her, she
thinks more about the facts rather than feelings and she can be
a fast runner when she wants to be.
---Weaknesses: If you havn't noticed already, Paganpaw describes
things in colours which can make some cats belive she is a bit
wierd. Also, because she is a fast runner, when she's running
she can miss things, things like prey and such. Aswell as that
there is also the problem of her OCD where she gets unwanted
images come into her head. Oh, and, I forgot to mention,
Paganpaw had a weakness for toms who think they are everything.
History (8 or more sentences):
Paganpaw was born into a small but typical family: the father,
the mother, the older sister and brother and the baby.
Well, that's what it would become, anyway. Let's start from the
beggining.
Mai was a normal she-cat: she lived in a barn with a couple of
other cats who had left thier families to start thier own life.
Mai was a tortie with the most normal green eyes you've ever
seen.
Ok, do you see what I'm getting at? Mai was a normal cat who
lived in a barn and was a tortie with green eyes. That's basicly
all you need to know about her for now.
The next cat who is worth knowing about here is Adathy, the
chocolate tabby who lived in the local nature reserve nearby the
barn. Adathy was one of those cats who always acted like he was
better than everyone else, you know those type of cats/people?
Well, one day, Adathy wanted to see more of the reserve so he
padded away from his 'house' and somehow found his way to the
fence that seperated the nature reserve and the farmers property
where the barn was. Now, you must remember that Adathy lived as
a loner so he didn't look muscular or slender, he looked quite
scrawny despite his natural build being large. One of the barn
cats, who just so happened to be a friend of Mai's invited him
in the barn for some food and shelter, { it had just started to
rain gently.} Of course, Adathy accepted and followed the cat
into the barn where Mai and the other cats were.
After just a short time spent with this chocolate tabby, the
other cats realised that he was a complete snob and took a
dislike to him. Well, it was hardly suprising considering that
he kept on boastng that he lived live rough and tough and still
managed to keep his figure.
However, Mai was quickly smitten by the dark strangers looks and
her friends { her closest friend being the same cat who brought
Adathy to the barn} started to tease her.
Long story short, they ended up having a litter and Adathy
started to live in the barn with Mai where Paganpaw's two older
siblings were raised. Now Paganpaw's older siblings both had
native American names like thier father: the female kit was
named Jaci and the tom being named Honon. They were seven moons
old when Mai said she was expecting a second litter and in the
second litter Paganpaw { then Pagan} was born. This time, Mai
had the chance to name her youngest daughter and the little
kitten was blessed with the name of Pagan.
Needless to say, Paganpaw has the same thing her mother has:
becoming weak in the kness when arragont toms come around.
When Pagan was around five and a half moons old she left her
family to join a Tribe but later decided against it when she
realised she would have to change her name. Instead she joined
Shadowclan and added kit onto the end of her name.
Roleplay Sample {Required for first advanced bio}:
Here's one from WCRPG-
[quote author=Flya link=topic=956558.msg38675785#msg38675785
date=1361990010]
[font=georgia]" Mana? Oh, Kiami, Mana!"
The calico's fur bushed up in sheer horror. Not another death.
Although Flya hadn't known Mna well, she was actually quite
fond of the tabby.
Glancing behind her, Flya raced forward trying to avoid tripping
on anything.
She wasn't a Herb or have any knowledge on the medicne they used
but she would do all in her power to save him. While hoping it
was going to be any use at all- the tom was in a bad shape.
Amber eyes alight in sorrow, the she-cat leant over him and
dropped her voice to a whisper. " Mana, it's me, Flya. I know
your ill but..." She broke off. But what? What could she say to
him? [/font]
[/quote]
Comments (optional):
Paganpaw is a Gen 1.
There may be an adoption for her siblings.
#Post#: 1220--------------------------------------------------
Re: Paganfestival--: Finished and awaiting approval
By: everlasting Date: March 20, 2013, 11:17 pm
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