Post by vanya on Oct 29, 2011 12:51:40 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-color: dddddd; border: #cccccc solid 8px; width: 420px; padding: 15 5 15 5px;].jpg) ROBIN gender: she-cat age: 8 moons clan: shadowclan rank: medicine cat apprentice [style=text-align:center;font-size:15px;letter-spacing:5]APPEARANCE Robin is a delicate, thin she-cat. She's built tall, but oddly narrow, her legs long and like that of a fawn's. Because of this she looks spindly as a young apprentice, as though she's never really grown into her legs. She is lightly muscled, the majority of her strength in her long, long legs, as she's built for running. Her coat is pure, jet black, so deeply dark that it appears as though she holds the night of the new moon within her pelt, shining like the stars in the sun. The only change from this dark fur is her hind toes, both dipped delicately in pure white, and a long, thin white-tipped tail. Her face is narrow, with wide, wide green eyes and elegant, compact ears. Her cheekbones stand out quite a bit, though it is difficult to see with the blackness of her pelt. Her whiskers, nose and pawpads are as pure black as her fur. In anything but bright sunlight, she appears to be a shadow, with the barest spots of white at its tips and haunting emerald eyes. PERSONALITY Robin could be considered a picturesque medicine cat. She is dedicated to her duties like no other, unconcerned with the fact that she cannot have a mate - a problem which plagued many of the medicine cats before her. Her Clan is her mate, her kits, her family, and she treats them with the care reminiscent of a queen. She has an eidetic memory, as Twolegs would call it, remembering everything she sees. This helps greatly with remembering herbs and remedies, and as such she is as learned as an elder medicine cat would be. StarClan fascinates her, and she loves speaking to them in dreams. She follows the warrior code and StarClan's wishes to an absolute tee. There is nothing Robin loves more than being a medicine cat; hunting and patrolling and fighting are pointless to her. Following StarClan's will and caring for her Clan are of utmost importance. She strongly dislikes BloodClan and their banishment of StarClan's ways, but her tolerance of other cats lets her avoid getting angry all the time. HISTORY Robin was born to normal cats in a normal family in a normal Clan. Essentially, she was a normal cat. She had no siblings, and thus got all the attention of her parents. Unlike other kits of her age, she showed little interest in being a warrior's apprentice. She paid no mind to the cats returning from hunting prey or patrolling borders, and instead watched with starry eyes the antics of the elderly medicine cat. When she grew older she began to venture forth from the nursery, but not to cause trouble or to have adventures; she instead roamed to the medicine cat den and asked numerous, well thought-out questions about herbs and remedies. Surprised by her interest, the medicine cat was more than willing to answer her. One evening as he went to sleep, the night before Robinkit's ceremony, the medicine cat dreamed of a single robin perched in a tree. Unlike a normal robin, whose back was steely grey, this one was pure black, with a white tail. Instantly, he knew. This little she-cat, Robinkit, was meant to be his apprentice. And so he surprised the Clan with his decision the next day at sunhigh, and the newly anointed Robinpaw couldn't have been happier. [/style] |
