Foxpaw&Oceanclan

[Phoenix]

Name: Foxpaw
Age: 6 moons
Gender: Tom
Clan: Oceanclan
Rank: Medicine Cat Apprentice

One line appearance: A small fuzzy ginger tom with dark green eyes.

Physical Description: A very small cat Foxpaw is short and cute. His fur is fluffy and ginger with darker ginger tabby markings. His eyes are a cute dark green that show excitement and curiousity.

Personality:
Foxpaw is a very curious kitty. He wants to learn about everything and gets upset when Starclan doesn't share everything with him. He doesn't have a very high self-esteem because of his parents. He sees himself as insignificant and wants to make his parents proud of him. He is quite shy and doesn't have many friends but he's a very caring and compassionate little guy. He has a knack for irritating his mentor without meaning to. It's his constant questions that bug her.

History: Foxkit: Born to Blueflower and Bramblefur, Foxkit has three older siblings. Thornkit, Rosekit and Maplekit. His parents never seemed to pay any attention to their youngest and so Foxkit spent much of his time helping the medicine cat. He was closest to Maplekit, but still not very close. His parents always made him feel insignificant and useless compared to his siblings. When he was 5 moons old the medicine cat received a sign that he should become her apprentice. This was exactly what Foxkit wanted.

Foxpaw: Foxpaw has really only gone to the Moonstone and met Starclan for the first time. He has also drove his mentor insane with his constant questions about everything.

Goal: To prove himself to his parents, and his stuck up brother Thornpaw.

Role Play Example: Foxpaw sat in the medicine den sorting through juniper berries. From where he was sitting he could see everything that was going on in the camp. He saw Fallingstar talking quietly with his mentor. Then Bramblefur, leading the hunting patrol, padded into the camp with a large blackbird in his jaws. His father was followed by Thornpaw and a few other warriors. Foxpaw glared at his brother, hoping that stuck up know it all would feel the anger hitting him in waves. There was movement in the warrior den and Blueflower, his mother, strode out. She saw Thornpaw with his catch and nuzzled him affectionately, her blue eyes glowing with pride. The medicine cat apprentice felt like he was going to be sick to his stomach. Rosepaw and Maplepaw, his sisters, were practicing battle moves together, swiping at each other with sheathed claws. Bramblefur dropped the prey into the fresh-kill pile and watched his daughters with an interested look. He whispered something in Maplepaw’s ear and she launched herself at Rosepaw. Blueflower laughed and began giving Rosepaw advice. The two sisters, egged on by their parents, continued to fight until Maplepaw had the smaller Rosepaw pinned down.

None of them looked at the medicine den, it was like they were a family of five. Perfect loving parents, wonderful talented children. Foxpaw snorted, any of the other clans might think that that family had it made but that was far from true. He knew that at the back of his parents’ minds something was bothering them. And that was the fact that their youngest son had disappointed them. Blueflower and Bramblefur didn’t want a medicine cat for a son, they wanted their youngest to be a brave fierce warrior. It seemed that no matter what Foxpaw did, they would always be disappointed in him, and if that was a perfect family, than Tigerstar was a saint.

Picture: Foxy

[~Rawr~]

Accepted! And lockederoonie!