Mistpaw// EagleClan

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~Character Information~

Personal Information
Name: Mistpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: She-cat
Family: Mother- Rosetail (Desceased), Father- Forestheart (Desceased) No siblings.
Love Life: Nope.

Clan Information

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Clan: EagleClan
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice

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Physical Description: Mistpaw is a silver, long haired she-cat. Her pelt is actually lots of different shades of grey, causing it to look silver. Her fur falls naturally tidy, but can be messed up easily, just by the wind. Her eyes are a very pale green and shiny. She is a very lithe cat, not very big at all. She is just about as big as a 3 moon old kit. She often gets mistaken as one. Her paws are small and light and her claws very sharp.
Short Physical Description: Shining silver pelt, sparkeling green eyes. Mistpaw.

Personality
Clan Wise: Mistpaw is a very loyal cat, she will do whatever it takes to help them at all times. She will help anyone who needs her and she loves to use her medicine cat skills to contribute.
Family, Love, And Friends: Mistpaws family are dead, but when her mother and father were alive she was very close to them all the time, she never wanted to be away from her mother as a kit and always chatted to her father. To her friends or just about anyone she is often shy, she will not just go to a cat and talk, she gets scared of doing that, though once you get to know her she can be quite nice..
Personal: Most of the time Mistpaw feels very nervous, she doesn't like to talk much and will sit on her own for ages. The onky time she feels completely at ease is when with the herbs or her mentor, she doesn't show her feelings much.
Battle: Mistpaw doesn't usually go into battle, but if she did she would fight the best she could to protect her clan at all costs. She would attack any part of an enemy cat, faking their fur with her claws, eyes blazing, she would be a non-stop furball of fury. Though if she knew she was to be overpowered, or was not particualy angry, she might not bother to fight.
Undefinded: Mistpaw has a mean side, she can get very, very angry if you annoy her.

History
Kithood: As a kit, Mistkit always stuck close to her mother, she never liked her to be far away from her. She was almost always alone exept from her mother as she was Rosetails only kit. She loved to play with the other kits though, even though they were older and left before her. She always wanted to be a warrior until she found out about Medicine Cats.
Apprenticeship: Mistpaw was chosen to be a medicine cat, which she was very happy about. She always wanted to help, and now she could! She will try her best to be the best she can be!
Warriorhood: -none-

Other Information:
Extra: Hi!
RP Example: "Unlike Thunderclan cats, we dash forward once the prey is close enough. Everyone knows that Windclan are the only clan who can out-run a rabbit." He had said one he caught the rabbit, "Although, their method of hunting is very effect for battle training, but we'll work on that later."

Mistpaw lowered her head slightly, showing she was listening. She had seen him moving in the heather from up on the trunk of the large, fallen tree. She had heard that rabbits were hard to catch, as they were so fast. She had never met any ThunderClan cats though, so she didn't know they couldn't outrun a rabbit. They mustn't be very fast. She didn't know if she was fast, she was a WindClan cat though, maybe she would be. She wouldn't know if she could a rabbit though, maybe it would be too big for her? She was a small cat and she had seen some brought back that were almost as big as her.

"Next time some prey scent comes to your nose, hide in the heather like I did and shoot out and try and grab it when it's close enough. Got it?"

Mistpaw closed her eyes and let the scents of the surrounding area come into her mouth. She could mostly smell heather, grass and Mangledsoul, no prey yet. She opened her eyes suddenly and looked down at the floor. She could hear a small scrating sound in the heather around the tree, then she smelt it. It was a mouse, not a big one but the only prey she could smell. She jumped down off the tree and landed lightly in the grass. The mouse was ahead of her in the heather and she stepped forward, trying not to make a sound or step too hard. As soon as it saw her it darted forward and she gave chase.

She caught up with it after a few second and leapt towards it. She landed almost ontop of the mouse and sank her claws into its back. It struggled wildly and she nearly lost it untill she bit it firmly, and it stopped moving. She picked it up and looked over the heather to where Mangledsoul waited. She walked over and put the mouse next to his hole where his rabbits lifeless body lay. Her mouse looked small and pathetic next to his rabbit. They had loads of rabbits here in WindClan, why didn't she just wait for one? She felt stupid but didn't let it show to Mangledsoul. She looked up to him, wondering if they would do more hunting than this, she didn't just want to go home to the camp with a little mouse. [/size][/center]