Post by Fawnpaw on Oct 21, 2016 0:55:39 GMT -6
Fawnpaw
~*~ Basics ~*~
'I paced around for hours on empty'
Nickname(s): Fawn, Runt
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Sexuality: Undecided
Clan: Treeclan
Song: Control
~*~ Appearance ~*~
'I jumped at the slightest of sounds'
Fawn is nothing special, really. She is however, very, very small. She is a runt by far, and most cats younger than her are bigger as well, and this is very unlikely to change. She keeps herself reasonably clean, and in looks is the exact mirror image of her mother. She has soft, medium length golden fur and bright Amber eyes. She also has the build of both a Treeclanner and a Rockclanner thanks to her mixed heritage on her mother's side, though the blood of her clan is dominant in her, so the Rockclan lineage is not easily distinguished. She is quite lithe, fast, and will most likely become a skilled hunter and tactful fighter, though she certainly will not excel in battle thanks to her small size. Unfortunately, her Amber eyes hold a cold glint to them thanks to her spite of so many.
~*~ Personality ~*~
'I couldn't stand the person inside me'
All possibility of her being sweet and friendly like so many other kits was ruined thanks to her insecurities. Of which Fawn has many. Her main insecurity is of others judging her, and she'll often interpret stares as glares or cats judging her, even if they aren't. She hates being so small and inconsequential, and being almost stillborn took a great toll on her as she often faces the thought of why she couldn't have just died instead. Thanks to all these weaknesses, or what she sees as weaknesses, Fawn must make herself strong. Unfortunately, her interpretation of strength is through intimidation. She is very manipulative, and certainly good at it, which means she'll often find the best possible way to twist someone to fear her or at the very least be wary or uncomfortable. Basically, this is her fpway of ensuring respect and stopping others from teasing her. Despite this, she hates others not liking her, and if she wasn't so sure of being mean, perhaps she'd try to make friends as she truly wants. Yet the fear of judgement stops her. Any mention of distaste towards her in any form, or her size and near death, will incite both pain and fury in her. The income of such sitauation rarely end well. Perhaps if someone was to try hard enough to tame her, then maybe someday she might turn around. Yet for now, you'd best be on your guard.
~*~ Relationships ~*~
'I turned all the mirrors around'
Mother: Mothflight
Father: Unknown
Brother(s): @basilkit
Sister(s): Lichenkit & Heronkit
~*~ Basics ~*~
'I paced around for hours on empty'
Nickname(s): Fawn, Runt
Gender: Female
Rank: Apprentice
Sexuality: Undecided
Clan: Treeclan
Song: Control
~*~ Appearance ~*~
'I jumped at the slightest of sounds'
Fawn is nothing special, really. She is however, very, very small. She is a runt by far, and most cats younger than her are bigger as well, and this is very unlikely to change. She keeps herself reasonably clean, and in looks is the exact mirror image of her mother. She has soft, medium length golden fur and bright Amber eyes. She also has the build of both a Treeclanner and a Rockclanner thanks to her mixed heritage on her mother's side, though the blood of her clan is dominant in her, so the Rockclan lineage is not easily distinguished. She is quite lithe, fast, and will most likely become a skilled hunter and tactful fighter, though she certainly will not excel in battle thanks to her small size. Unfortunately, her Amber eyes hold a cold glint to them thanks to her spite of so many.
~*~ Personality ~*~
'I couldn't stand the person inside me'
All possibility of her being sweet and friendly like so many other kits was ruined thanks to her insecurities. Of which Fawn has many. Her main insecurity is of others judging her, and she'll often interpret stares as glares or cats judging her, even if they aren't. She hates being so small and inconsequential, and being almost stillborn took a great toll on her as she often faces the thought of why she couldn't have just died instead. Thanks to all these weaknesses, or what she sees as weaknesses, Fawn must make herself strong. Unfortunately, her interpretation of strength is through intimidation. She is very manipulative, and certainly good at it, which means she'll often find the best possible way to twist someone to fear her or at the very least be wary or uncomfortable. Basically, this is her fpway of ensuring respect and stopping others from teasing her. Despite this, she hates others not liking her, and if she wasn't so sure of being mean, perhaps she'd try to make friends as she truly wants. Yet the fear of judgement stops her. Any mention of distaste towards her in any form, or her size and near death, will incite both pain and fury in her. The income of such sitauation rarely end well. Perhaps if someone was to try hard enough to tame her, then maybe someday she might turn around. Yet for now, you'd best be on your guard.
~*~ Relationships ~*~
'I turned all the mirrors around'
Mother: Mothflight
Father: Unknown
Brother(s): @basilkit
Sister(s): Lichenkit & Heronkit