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Note: I'm on my iPad and lacking a computer, so I can't use the bullets at the moment)

---General---

Name: Mistypaw

Past or future names:

Misty, Mistyshine (might change later)

----Prefix: Misty, because of her eyes (pale blue)

----suffix: paw, currently an apprentice. shine, her bright and upbeat personality.

Clan: DustClan

Gender: Female

Age: 8 moons

Rank: Apprentice

Breed: ---

Mentor/apprentice: Cloverleaf

Orientation: biromantic demisexual

Bought anything?:

-

-

-

---Skills---

Out of 10:

Swimming: 2/10

Climbing: 2/10

Hunting: 5/10

Fighting: 4/10

Defence: 3/10

Stealth: 5/10

Herb knowlege: 1/10

belief in starclan: 2/10

---Appearance---

Fur-- white coat with patches of gray-silver tabby fur (some darker than others)

Smooth (%) 80%

Fur length (%) 50%

Bristle (%) 40%

Dryness (%) 20%

Colour and patterns: gray-silver tabby patches

Scars and/or disability : none

Build: lean' has really soft fur from being bred as a kittypet

Scent: either rosemary, leaves or wet cat or dirty cat

--Traits/personality--

Good:

• brave: whenever it comes to facing any enemy or challenge, she will willingly face it head on.. But that's if the enemy is a cat. Otherwise, she is very vulnerable when dealing with no existing entities and internal conflict.

• loyal: she will stick to anyone's side once they earn her trust, which isn't hard to do in the first place

• friendly: she's very talkative and eager to meet new cats

sympathetic: she's great at cheering others up, mostly because of her light-hearted spirit rather than her word choice, and she hates seeing others upset

• trusting: she isn't hard to win over and win her trust

• determined: once she sets her mind on something, she is going to do it until her last breath, no questions asked.
• selfless: She won't hesitate to put herself in danger to help a friend.

Neutral:

• Mischievous: she loves pulling pranks, but as fun as it is too some it is very annoying to others

• reckless: she charges blindly into situations, but it can have unexpected and pleasant outcomes... rarely

• Adventurous: she loves exploring and discovering new things, but she can get into sticky situations often

Bad:

• Naive: she's a fairly innocent cat as she has no real experience of being in the wild and knows nothing if many horrible things in the world

• can be too loyal for her own good: comes along with her naïveté, she isn't used to people betraying or lying to her

• impatient: being as curious as she is she is always thinking about the new things she hasn't seen and feels like waiting takes up valuable time

• stubborn: comes with her determination, she can be waaaayyyyy over her head on a task and be too stubborn to admit she's chewing more than she can swallow

• self deprecating: though she tries to hide it and does it fairly well, she gets self esteem issues if she fails over and over or others don't believe in her

• aggressive: she can be easily pissed off, and when she does or is provoked into physical action, she will not hesitate

• thick: it takes her a while to understand information or she can misunderstand what others say to her.
• messy: for a cat with an abnormally soft and pretty coat from being of housecat decent and breeding, she can't stay clean for five seconds to save her life.

Likes:

Swimming

Friends

Exploring

Dislikes:

Mean people

Being stuck in one place for too long

Being useless

Cold weather

---Relationships---

Wary of

Fear

Terror

Friend

Good Friend

Best Friend:

Unbreakable Bond

Love (platonic)

Pity

Friendly Competition

Frenemy

Rival

Unmet family member

Met family member

Well known family member

Former crush

Slight interest in

Crush

Respect

Acquaintance

Wants to be friends with

Admires/Role-model

Lust

Love Interest

Love (romantic)

Jealous

Discomfort

Angered by

Dislike

Brewing hate

Hate

Wants dead

Sister/brother

Mother/father

Mate

★ Considers family

Dead

Leafclan

"Do the cats there have gardens like humans do?"

{Foxpaw} {female} {acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"Well, okay, I wasn't meant t' be outta camp, but... c'mon, I was bored! And I found Foxpaw! I scared of her squirrel.. but it was an accident, I swear! She looks like a nice cat, I wanna get to know her better! D'you think she would teach me t' hunt?"

{Tigerpaw} {male} {best friend, friendly competition, crush, love interest}

"Tigerpaw is amazing! He's nice and string and friendly and he blushes a lot! It's really cute—WAIT FORGET I SAID THAT."

Dustclan

"Everyone here is really nice! I've never met cats like these!"

{Cloverleaf} {male} {friend, role-model/admires, respect}
"He's the first warrior I've ever met and he's super cool! He's my mentor too and I wanna be just like 'im!"

{Cinderfall} {female} {respect, acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"She can be a lil' bit scary at first, but she's really nice when she's not! She's the deputy n' a warrior n' I wanna be like her! But, um, a bit less angry. She likes picking flowers like I do too!"

{Poiaonfang} {female} {acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"Her kits are sooooo cute! N' so tiny n' loud, but I'm not complainin'! She's a nice cat and she didn't get mad when I bumped into her like everyone does!"

Rainclan

"It sounds.... wet, I guess?"

Stoneclan

"Do they get to live in caves?"

Mother: Butter

Father: Bread

Siblings: none

Interested in: no one

Crush: Tigerpaw

Mate: future: Tigerpaw

Kits: none

Turn ons: nothing in particular

Turn offs: being mean

---History---

Kithood:

She was born to a housecat named Butter, who had kits to a loner, and previous housecat to the neighbors, Bread (you get it, butter and bread?). Named Misty by the humans taking care of her and her mother, she was treated well by both and loved both. Her mother was a kind and gentle cat, and the humans loved giving her yarn to play with. She subconsciously likes to play with moss and leaves because it reminds her of this. Her mother also told her stories of grandeur about the Clans, and she lives even now with an idealized picture of what they are: almighty heroes that never lose and fight for the good.

She spent five moons in that house, until it was lit on fire. Not that she was aware of what fire was or that it had assaulted her home, and the only sight she caught of it has a flash of light. She was quickly scooped up by her mother and they tried to run for the exit, but Butter got her paw snagged between two loose floorboards and got stuck. Desperate to save her daughter, she threw her out of the door as a piece of flaming wood landed on her and the roof collapsed. She said something along the lines of "I will see you later! I love you!" before her end came. Misty couldn't see any of this as, again, a cat picked her up and ran as fast as he could into the deep forest. He left her there and Misty was alone in the woods. She wondered what had become of her mother, and had tried to come back, but to no avail. She still lives with the idea that her mother is in the house, that she will come back to look for her.. but she doesn't understand why the bright light was a danger and why it smelled funny.

Apprenticehood:
In a strangely cold and snowy night, Mistypaw was found and marginally saved from freezing to death by a patrol from DustClan and taken into camp. She desperately expressed once conscious that she was lost, had no way of getting back and couldn't find her mother. She was offered a spot on the Clan and expecting her mother to know she was in one of the Clan she talked about so, she accepted.
Sick with a cold after nearly freezing to death, Mistypaw found herself bored and snuck out of camp to explore. She met a she-cat from LeafClan, Foxpaw, and became interested in forming a friendship with her. She is unaware of pretty much the whole of the warrior code, and as such doesn't know that could land her into trouble.
Few days later, she is assigned Cloverleaf as a mentor. She greatly admires him, being the first warrior she really knew. She wants to impress Cloverleaf and make him proud, as she always does.

Warrior: TBA

--- Rp details---

Roleplay availability

Notes | ✔ (preferred)

Skype | ✘

Chats | ✔

Comments | ✔ (sometimes, if notes are not available)

Roleplay ratings

G/PG | ✔

PG-13 | ✘

M | ✔

Roleplay example:

(A little long but it's rly only for important stuff that I'll ever use this length)

The wind never knew when to quit, did it? Always throwing chilling cold whisks of wind back and forth, ruthlessly assailing everything in its wake. In some ways, it could be as destructive as a fire... Granted, it needed more time and more power to cause as much harm, but the potential was still thee and not at all impossible.

It could kill cats as could flames, for one, and Sugar here was being a victim of its lack of mercy. The small kitten shivered and shook in the small den she had deemed a good enough refuge. Clearly, it wasn't that since it was useless at keeping out the cold. So so so useless.

The white kit pawed at the ground, trying to get the snow from under her away so she could curl up again and try to shut out the cold. Her movements were weak at best, useless at worse. Unless you count getting more snow on her paws useful, which Sugar didn't. She grumbled as her teeth chattered and sunk deeper into the den, going to the farthest corner and laying down in a ball.

She shut her eyes as tightly as she could, muttering curses at the cold. She tried to speak to it in full sentences, but at this point she was shaking too hard to be able to get a word out.

Sugar took in short gasps of air, shaking her head as she trembled in both cold and fear. She hated being afraid, she truly did. It made her feel even smaller than she naturally was, made her feel meek and useless. Like leftover, spoiled milk that she found in trash cans. Nobody wants it, it'll just rot away in time and no one will notice.

She groaned and me we'd pathetically as her body went numb and she lost the ability to raise her head. She felt tired, weak and drowsy. All she wanted to do was sleep, but a small voice in the back of her mind was urging her to do anything but fall asleep.

It told her she would rot too if she did.

But much as she tried, the trial of keeping her eyes open was futile. They drooped close, and as the world started to fade into nothing, the kitten mewled and hiccuped as she started to whimper. She didn't want this, she didn't want this! She wanted her mom, her brothers and sister! Not this cold.. this cold, bitter.. and hauntingly lulling cold.

Sleep, it whispered to her. Rest and turn your back on this suffering, it confided.

It was too tempting for Sugar to resist. The last noise she hear before every other sound became static was the sound of footsteps and voices talking in an regent manner. She squeaked and hiccuped once more before giving in to the urge of sleep.

Group by Mythic-Flame

Description

Note: I'm on my iPad and lacking a computer, so I can't use the bullets at the moment)

---General---

Name: Mistypaw

Past or future names:

Misty, Mistyshine (might change later)

----Prefix: Misty, because of her eyes (pale blue)

----suffix: paw, currently an apprentice. shine, her bright and upbeat personality.

Clan: DustClan

Gender: Female

Age: 8 moons

Rank: Apprentice

Breed: ---

Mentor/apprentice: Cloverleaf

Orientation: biromantic demisexual

Bought anything?:

-

-

-

---Skills---

Out of 10:

Swimming: 2/10

Climbing: 2/10

Hunting: 5/10

Fighting: 4/10

Defence: 3/10

Stealth: 5/10

Herb knowlege: 1/10

belief in starclan: 2/10

---Appearance---

Fur-- white coat with patches of gray-silver tabby fur (some darker than others)

Smooth (%) 80%

Fur length (%) 50%

Bristle (%) 40%

Dryness (%) 20%

Colour and patterns: gray-silver tabby patches

Scars and/or disability : none

Build: lean' has really soft fur from being bred as a kittypet

Scent: either rosemary, leaves or wet cat or dirty cat

--Traits/personality--

Good:

• brave: whenever it comes to facing any enemy or challenge, she will willingly face it head on.. But that's if the enemy is a cat. Otherwise, she is very vulnerable when dealing with no existing entities and internal conflict.

• loyal: she will stick to anyone's side once they earn her trust, which isn't hard to do in the first place

• friendly: she's very talkative and eager to meet new cats

sympathetic: she's great at cheering others up, mostly because of her light-hearted spirit rather than her word choice, and she hates seeing others upset

• trusting: she isn't hard to win over and win her trust

• determined: once she sets her mind on something, she is going to do it until her last breath, no questions asked.
• selfless: She won't hesitate to put herself in danger to help a friend.

Neutral:

• Mischievous: she loves pulling pranks, but as fun as it is too some it is very annoying to others

• reckless: she charges blindly into situations, but it can have unexpected and pleasant outcomes... rarely

• Adventurous: she loves exploring and discovering new things, but she can get into sticky situations often

Bad:

• Naive: she's a fairly innocent cat as she has no real experience of being in the wild and knows nothing if many horrible things in the world

• can be too loyal for her own good: comes along with her naïveté, she isn't used to people betraying or lying to her

• impatient: being as curious as she is she is always thinking about the new things she hasn't seen and feels like waiting takes up valuable time

• stubborn: comes with her determination, she can be waaaayyyyy over her head on a task and be too stubborn to admit she's chewing more than she can swallow

• self deprecating: though she tries to hide it and does it fairly well, she gets self esteem issues if she fails over and over or others don't believe in her

• aggressive: she can be easily pissed off, and when she does or is provoked into physical action, she will not hesitate

• thick: it takes her a while to understand information or she can misunderstand what others say to her.
• messy: for a cat with an abnormally soft and pretty coat from being of housecat decent and breeding, she can't stay clean for five seconds to save her life.

Likes:

Swimming

Friends

Exploring

Dislikes:

Mean people

Being stuck in one place for too long

Being useless

Cold weather

---Relationships---

Wary of

Fear

Terror

Friend

Good Friend

Best Friend:

Unbreakable Bond

Love (platonic)

Pity

Friendly Competition

Frenemy

Rival

Unmet family member

Met family member

Well known family member

Former crush

Slight interest in

Crush

Respect

Acquaintance

Wants to be friends with

Admires/Role-model

Lust

Love Interest

Love (romantic)

Jealous

Discomfort

Angered by

Dislike

Brewing hate

Hate

Wants dead

Sister/brother

Mother/father

Mate

★ Considers family

Dead

Leafclan

"Do the cats there have gardens like humans do?"

{Foxpaw} {female} {acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"Well, okay, I wasn't meant t' be outta camp, but... c'mon, I was bored! And I found Foxpaw! I scared of her squirrel.. but it was an accident, I swear! She looks like a nice cat, I wanna get to know her better! D'you think she would teach me t' hunt?"

{Tigerpaw} {male} {best friend, friendly competition, crush, love interest}

"Tigerpaw is amazing! He's nice and string and friendly and he blushes a lot! It's really cute—WAIT FORGET I SAID THAT."

Dustclan

"Everyone here is really nice! I've never met cats like these!"

{Cloverleaf} {male} {friend, role-model/admires, respect}
"He's the first warrior I've ever met and he's super cool! He's my mentor too and I wanna be just like 'im!"

{Cinderfall} {female} {respect, acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"She can be a lil' bit scary at first, but she's really nice when she's not! She's the deputy n' a warrior n' I wanna be like her! But, um, a bit less angry. She likes picking flowers like I do too!"

{Poiaonfang} {female} {acquaintance, wants to be friends with}

"Her kits are sooooo cute! N' so tiny n' loud, but I'm not complainin'! She's a nice cat and she didn't get mad when I bumped into her like everyone does!"

Rainclan

"It sounds.... wet, I guess?"

Stoneclan

"Do they get to live in caves?"

Mother: Butter

Father: Bread

Siblings: none

Interested in: no one

Crush: Tigerpaw

Mate: future: Tigerpaw

Kits: none

Turn ons: nothing in particular

Turn offs: being mean

---History---

Kithood:

She was born to a housecat named Butter, who had kits to a loner, and previous housecat to the neighbors, Bread (you get it, butter and bread?). Named Misty by the humans taking care of her and her mother, she was treated well by both and loved both. Her mother was a kind and gentle cat, and the humans loved giving her yarn to play with. She subconsciously likes to play with moss and leaves because it reminds her of this. Her mother also told her stories of grandeur about the Clans, and she lives even now with an idealized picture of what they are: almighty heroes that never lose and fight for the good.

She spent five moons in that house, until it was lit on fire. Not that she was aware of what fire was or that it had assaulted her home, and the only sight she caught of it has a flash of light. She was quickly scooped up by her mother and they tried to run for the exit, but Butter got her paw snagged between two loose floorboards and got stuck. Desperate to save her daughter, she threw her out of the door as a piece of flaming wood landed on her and the roof collapsed. She said something along the lines of "I will see you later! I love you!" before her end came. Misty couldn't see any of this as, again, a cat picked her up and ran as fast as he could into the deep forest. He left her there and Misty was alone in the woods. She wondered what had become of her mother, and had tried to come back, but to no avail. She still lives with the idea that her mother is in the house, that she will come back to look for her.. but she doesn't understand why the bright light was a danger and why it smelled funny.

Apprenticehood:
In a strangely cold and snowy night, Mistypaw was found and marginally saved from freezing to death by a patrol from DustClan and taken into camp. She desperately expressed once conscious that she was lost, had no way of getting back and couldn't find her mother. She was offered a spot on the Clan and expecting her mother to know she was in one of the Clan she talked about so, she accepted.
Sick with a cold after nearly freezing to death, Mistypaw found herself bored and snuck out of camp to explore. She met a she-cat from LeafClan, Foxpaw, and became interested in forming a friendship with her. She is unaware of pretty much the whole of the warrior code, and as such doesn't know that could land her into trouble.
Few days later, she is assigned Cloverleaf as a mentor. She greatly admires him, being the first warrior she really knew. She wants to impress Cloverleaf and make him proud, as she always does.

Warrior: TBA

--- Rp details---

Roleplay availability

Notes | ✔ (preferred)

Skype | ✘

Chats | ✔

Comments | ✔ (sometimes, if notes are not available)

Roleplay ratings

G/PG | ✔

PG-13 | ✘

M | ✔

Roleplay example:

(A little long but it's rly only for important stuff that I'll ever use this length)

The wind never knew when to quit, did it? Always throwing chilling cold whisks of wind back and forth, ruthlessly assailing everything in its wake. In some ways, it could be as destructive as a fire... Granted, it needed more time and more power to cause as much harm, but the potential was still thee and not at all impossible.

It could kill cats as could flames, for one, and Sugar here was being a victim of its lack of mercy. The small kitten shivered and shook in the small den she had deemed a good enough refuge. Clearly, it wasn't that since it was useless at keeping out the cold. So so so useless.

The white kit pawed at the ground, trying to get the snow from under her away so she could curl up again and try to shut out the cold. Her movements were weak at best, useless at worse. Unless you count getting more snow on her paws useful, which Sugar didn't. She grumbled as her teeth chattered and sunk deeper into the den, going to the farthest corner and laying down in a ball.

She shut her eyes as tightly as she could, muttering curses at the cold. She tried to speak to it in full sentences, but at this point she was shaking too hard to be able to get a word out.

Sugar took in short gasps of air, shaking her head as she trembled in both cold and fear. She hated being afraid, she truly did. It made her feel even smaller than she naturally was, made her feel meek and useless. Like leftover, spoiled milk that she found in trash cans. Nobody wants it, it'll just rot away in time and no one will notice.

She groaned and me we'd pathetically as her body went numb and she lost the ability to raise her head. She felt tired, weak and drowsy. All she wanted to do was sleep, but a small voice in the back of her mind was urging her to do anything but fall asleep.

It told her she would rot too if she did.

But much as she tried, the trial of keeping her eyes open was futile. They drooped close, and as the world started to fade into nothing, the kitten mewled and hiccuped as she started to whimper. She didn't want this, she didn't want this! She wanted her mom, her brothers and sister! Not this cold.. this cold, bitter.. and hauntingly lulling cold.

Sleep, it whispered to her. Rest and turn your back on this suffering, it confided.

It was too tempting for Sugar to resist. The last noise she hear before every other sound became static was the sound of footsteps and voices talking in an regent manner. She squeaked and hiccuped once more before giving in to the urge of sleep.

Group by Mythic-Flame