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Jaypaw
May 21, 2012 20:20:30 GMT -5
Post by splash on May 21, 2012 20:20:30 GMT -5
THE BIO FORM OF:JAYPAW
Owned By: SPLASH
Name: Jaypaw
Age: 10 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: RiverClan
Ranking: Apprentice
Short Description: Silver/black tabby she-cat with blue eyes
Overall Description: (60 words total in body, pelt, and eyes)
Five Key Details To Quickly Identify Your Cat:
- silver/black tabby pelt
- silver stomach and paws
- pale blue eyes
- tall and long structure
- lean muscles
\\Body:// Jaypaw stands out from her RiverClan clanmates. She's thin. As in 'I'm a slightly well-fed WindClan cat' thin. Her muscles are built for running and she could probably outrun any of her clanmates easily. However, she's not strong. She can't throw hard and followthrough. She's fast, but in being so, isn't as strong as most of her clanmates and weighs less. Since Sirat focused on her strengths, she doesn't know how to fight up close and powerful.
\\Pelt:// Jaypaw's pelt is unusual, but, rather pretty.It is primarily a pale shade of silver, but, is then streaked with thick black lines It's rather thin and short, but, not wispy or anything. However, it provides no protection whatsoever against wind and water.
\\Eyes:// Jaypaw's eyes are a pale blue color. They made cold and cruel look casual. They hold a simple, angry gaze that makes others unable to hold her gaze.
\\Other:// Grayish nose.
Personality:
Five Key Likes:
- when cats shut up
- sarcasm
- chatting with her siblings at gatherings
- messing with others
- fooling high-position cats
Five Key Dislikes:
- getting caught
- goody-two-shoe cats
- punishments for her natural way of being
- being held back
- Sirat
How They Behave: Jaypaw is a non-chalet cat. Nothing really gets under her fur. It's infuriating. Punishment, whatever one tries to throw at her, Jaypaw just shakes it off. Though this could be an admirable trait, coupled with Jaypaw's....... Jaypaw-ness, it's disaster. You see, Jaypaw reminds unfazed, but, is sarcastic. She jokes a lot, but, they are cruel, and never coupled with laughs. This is bad enough. But, what Jaypaw does in her free time somehow makes it worse. You see, Jaypaw isn't below messing up the herb stores, putting thorns in the elders nests, or leaving mouse-bile in the Nursery. Jaypaw isn't a harmless troublemaker either. She'll try to stir up tension between clans. Scare the kits with dead adders. She goes looking for trouble and finds it.
She never listens to anyone. Not the medicine cat, not the leader. She doesn't do her punishments, and what are you going to do? Attack her? However, Jaypaw has earned her fair share of general anger. The queens don't let their kits go near her. The other apprentices avoid her at all costs. And, unlike them, Jaypaw has no love for clanmates. She's a loose cannon. And very dangerous.
History:
Family: - Mother: Julie - Father: Matt - Siblings: Thornpaw, Amberpaw - Mate(s): N/A - Kits: N/A - Other Kin: N/A - Relationship Status: Not in a Relationship
The Past: Julie and Matt were childhood friends. Ever since they met, at about 4 moons old, after they'd both left their old families. They'd both came from kittypet homes and been removed from their families. Matt was there a moon before Julie, but, they were both still afraid after losing their families. After their twolegs first introduced them to each other, they were inseparable. For many moons it stayed that way. And, before they knew it, their lives in their comfortable homes had flew by. They were already both about twenty moons. By that time, they finally began to think-so much time had passed, but it was all happy. And, probably the most exiting thing in their lives happened. Matt asked Julie to be his mate. The agreement was inevitable. The problem came when Julie began her pregnancy. Her twolegs could not care both for her and her kittens, and they threw her out on the streets. Matt, distraught, escaped from his own twolegs to join her.
By the time Julie had had her kittens, it was pretty bad for both of them. They were slowly starving to death. So, instead of seeming like the devil he was, Sirat was a godsend to the two. Seeing their predicament, he saw how he could use their desperation for his own good. He said he could help. That he would take care of their kittens and they could go live with their twolegs until the kittens were old enough. Maybe, if Julie and Matt had thought more, they would have seen through him. However, missing their soft comfey homes, they didn't even see the obvious gaps in the story, and they thanked him. If for some reason you haven't guessed, the two didn't get their kittens back and never would. But, they would soon forget about them anyway. However, their story loses it's importance quickly.
After Sirat had taken the kittens in, he was quick to flee into the forest. You see, Sirat was not a rouge. Sirat was a Shriek. However, he didn't take them straight to the Shriek camp. He first rose them in the first. As soon as they could walk, he was teaching them fighting. From the start, the kittens were hollowed out. Of course, they had rest when Sirat was away tending to his duties as a Shriek, but, in his free time, he was 'teaching' the kits fighting, with a little bit of hunting. However, this is, from no angle, a good thing. Sure, they learned to hunt and fight early. It broke them. They became blank and empty. However, there was one thing that could break them out.
When they were 8 moons, their chance arose. They'd been kindling a deep ebbing hatred for Sirat, and one day, it finally came out, in what had started as a fight 'training' session. Jay started it, and rest flew in. All their emotions the personality that had been hurried flew out in that moment. It was where Thorn earned his scar. However, though they could have fought Sirat all day, letting their fly into their claws until he was dead, the screams were loud, and other Shreiks soon came to the cats' rescue. All three of them fled, or at least tried to flee. In the end, they were all caught and dragged back scratching and biting. Surprisingly enough, they weren't killed on site. Instead, they had a punishment of sorts. They were told to live in the clans. Of course, they could flee. But, they couldn't escape the Shreiks.
What haunted them most was the cruel smile on Sirats' face as they were sent to the clans-separated, of course. But, they didn't worry the Shreiks. What could three cats do? Nothing was the sad but true answer.
Theme Song: Headstrong by Trapt
Other: Nope
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Anything in here is subject to change.
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Jaypaw
Jun 2, 2012 5:33:31 GMT -5
Post by soulreaperneko on Jun 2, 2012 5:33:31 GMT -5
[[Accepted]]
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