Songpaw of GAC

[Songmorning]

Name: Songpaw
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Great Air Clan
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice, please?
Wild Cat? no
Age:10 moons


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Fur Color: Dark Brown
Fur Length: Short
Build: Small
Eye Color: Yellow
Appearance: Songpaw is a small, wide-eyed apprentice. Her fur is a deep, chocolate brown that gleams softly in the light. It is always well groomed. Her eyes are big, round, and pale yellow. Her ears are very large making the rest of her seem somewhat small. She often smiles, and has a habit of rapidly twitching her ears when she's nervous.

Picture here: ^_^ www.freewebs.com/songmorning/
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Likes:
• Singing to herself
• Wandering on the rocky plain
• Night
• Rain

Dislikes:
• Hot weather
• Battle
• Falling into rivers

Strengths:
• Healing
• Defending other cats

Weaknesses:
• Fighting
• Often knocks things over

Personality: Songpaw is a very gentle she-cat. She cares about everyone, even cats of other clans. Because of this, she hates fighting, and may sometimes even seem disloyal. However, she is loyal to Great Air Clan, and would die defending it.
Songpaw talks quietly and may sometimes be very hard to hear. She isn't clumsy on her feet, but she often makes mistakes such as knocking things off shelves with her tail


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History: (OPTIONAL, no length-minimum)

Role-play Example:
Augustus Clare was sauntering along through the thin layer of snow looking generally indifferent to everything. He was wearing a warm, but elegant and well-preened coat that he seemed to be quite pleased with. Bridget came tripping up to him with a green cloak that matched his coat very well. "I got this all cleaned and ironed for you, sir," she informed him happily.

"Excellent, excellent," returned Clare, taking the cloak without a "thank you" and fastening it around his neck with an elaborate button. Bridget didn't seem to notice. She never expected to be thanked by Clare. She glanced around, but decided to keep following Clare in case he wanted anything else done.

As Clare neared Denim, he seemed to notice how she was looking around. He walked up to her and inclined his head slightly as a polite gesture. "Looking for someone?" he inquired casually, lifting his chin again.

(That was from the last version of Destiny Flyers. ^_^)

[A B S T R A C T]

Accepted!