Post by Poppypool TCW / Snowfang TCD on May 8, 2013 19:55:43 GMT -5
.~Poppypool~.
.~About~.
Name: Poppypool
Nickname(s): Pop, Poppeh
Gender: She-Cat
Age: 19 Moons
Physical Health: 100% Well
Mental Health: 50% Respect 40% Kindness 10% Shyness
.~Birth and Loyalties~.
Born: Leaf-Fall
Birth Clan: TimberClan
Birth Place: Just behind the camp, a couple of tail-lengths away, inside a bush to hide loner scent.
Clan: TimberClan
Rank: Warrior
Born: Leaf-Fall
Birth Clan: TimberClan
Birth Place: Just behind the camp, a couple of tail-lengths away, inside a bush to hide loner scent.
Clan: TimberClan
Rank: Warrior
.~Appearance~.
Eyes: A mix of emerald green and blazing amber
Pelt Color: A tortoiseshell she-cat with white bellyfur. Her face is nearly all black, and the fur color matches her nose color. Tints of gold cover her body, and her paws are pure white.
Pelt Description: Long, silky, and soft fur that needs to be groomed out regularly. Yet, rain and snow keeps it smooth and allows her to go without a groom for a day.
Body Build: Short in the legs, a slim body, well built in the muscles, has a reasonable weight and skinny body.
Scars, etc.: Poppypool has been attacked by a fox in her apprenticing years, and she's blind in her right eyes due to a scar going through it. She also bite marks on her back thigh.
Scent: Due to hanging around the medicine den for so long as a kit and apprentice, the scents of some herbs have rubbed off on her. She now smells much like catmint and lavender mixed.
Voice: Poppypool acts much like a mother, so she has a calm and soothing voice. Many cats say that her tone relaxes the muscles and mind, giving her the advantage for when she becomes a queen. However, he voice can get raspy in bad conditions.
.~Attitude~.
Poppypool is a very gentle she-cat that feels like all of the clan is her kits. As a kit, she always wanted to be a medicine cat, and to be able to care for anyone in need. She's never hesitant to talk to someone in need of comfort, and will do anything to keep her clan safe. However, after being picked on during apprenticeship, she had developed problems in trusting others. Otherwise, the medicine cat back then would most likely tell a stressed patient to go to her for some calming down. Poppypool really is the mother of TimberClan.
Beliefs: StarClan
Poppypool is a very gentle she-cat that feels like all of the clan is her kits. As a kit, she always wanted to be a medicine cat, and to be able to care for anyone in need. She's never hesitant to talk to someone in need of comfort, and will do anything to keep her clan safe. However, after being picked on during apprenticeship, she had developed problems in trusting others. Otherwise, the medicine cat back then would most likely tell a stressed patient to go to her for some calming down. Poppypool really is the mother of TimberClan.
Beliefs: StarClan
.~Abilities~.
Fighting Strengths: Poppypool's strength in the legs and claws allows her to climb trees and other steep areas unusually fast despite her size. She liked to get the surprise on the opponent by leaping off trees and tackling them by the back. From there, she can swiftly claw and nip at the enemy as well as maneuver around.
Hunting Strengths: Because she loves hunting in the trees, she's best at killing squirrels and birds. She knows the best branches to lean on that can support her weight. She also has great striking skills
Social Strengths: Poppypool is best at soothing the mind when speaking. She doesn't talk much otherwise if it doesn't have much use to talk. She tries her best to comfort ones that need it, and stay back when they don't.
Fighting Weaknesses: Poppypool isn't that fast, so she can easily be over-ran by a swifter cat. Her skills at being able to bat at fast things are pretty skittish as well.
Hunting Weaknesses: Due to her speed and lack of catching things, she's horrible at catching rabbits and fish.
Social Weaknesses: Poppypool can sometimes easily getting irritated and snap if something is going wrong. Otherwise, she usually has no weaknesses because she doesn't speak as much.
.~Preferences~.
Hobbies: Visiting the medicine den and helping with herbs, sitting (Or laying) in a tree and watching the sun, Helping others.
Fears: One day losing her clan, having to see her brother, Pocket.
Hobbies: Visiting the medicine den and helping with herbs, sitting (Or laying) in a tree and watching the sun, Helping others.
Fears: One day losing her clan, having to see her brother, Pocket.
.~Family / Heritage~.
Clan Blood: 50% TimberClan | 50% Loner
Breed: Domestic Longhair
Mother: Rose, Nettlewhisper
Uncle(s): Blue, Storm
Aunt(s): Cherry
Grandmother(s): Velvet, Hollybreeze
Grandfather(s): Ray, Beewing
Father: Darkrise
Littermates: Fallenstorm, Pocket, Petalheart
Siblings: Fallenstorm (Blood), Pocket (Blood), Petalheart (Adopted)
Newphews/Nieces: N/A
Crush: Not that I know of.
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
Adopted Kits: N/A
Mentor: Runningstream
Apprentice: N/A
Former Apprentices: N/A
.~History~.
Poppykit was born to a loner and TimberClan cat, who was once one of the strongest of the warriors. She had two brothers: Fallenkit and Pocketkit. Both of her brothers were strong at birth, and she was left as a runt. Yet, it didn't stop her encouragement. Rose passed away at kitting, and Nettlewhisper, a queen with only one kit and plenty of milk, agreed with her father, Darkrise, to suckle them. Pocketkit was lower than Poppykit in the clan life, seeing as his name had a loner like tone to it. As a kit, Poppykit admired the medicine cat, Leafdapple, and was always watching her in the medicine den. She never bothered listening to the elders' stories, and her dream was to become a medicine cat. Leafdapple had given her promise and began teaching her simple herbs. The three siblings never knew who their mother was, and always suspected that it was Nettlewhisper. Poppykit got better and better with the herbs, and one day, Fallenkit had asked her what she's been around, other kits staring. Pocketkit had snorted at their brother and told him she caught the scent of catmint, the reason why so many cats had been gazing admiringly. The scent had never faded form her pelt even to this day. At six moons old, Poppypaw was given her mentor, Runningstream, but she had secretly continued her training as a medicine cat. Poppypaw had an unusually strong connection to StarClan, and much like her scent, it still hasn't left her. Poppypaw had struggled in her training to be a warrior, and was always the target of amusement to Pocketpaw and Petalpaw. She was roughly pushed around, and usually the last one to pick from the fresh-kill pile. Near the time she was half-way through with her training, her siblings had been nearly full warriors. This was also near when Bearface had become deputy. Darkrise was growing more and more proud of his two sons, but scorned at his daughter. Poppypaw had never grown his love nor trust. Moons passed, and Poppypaw was still an apprentice. Is was the night of her brother's ceremonies. However, Pocketpaw was nowhere in sight. Fallenpaw and Poppypaw set out to find, him seeing as the ceremony couldn't go on without him. They followed his trail up to the a den, where their brother's scent was mixed by another's. Fallenpaw called out to him and as Pocketpaw emerged, he announced that he was leaving the clan, and had taken in the name as Pocket. Heart-broken, the two siblings came back to camp without their brother, and the ceremony continued. Fallenpaw was given the name Fallenstorm, and Poppypaw was the first to congratulate him. However, before his vigil had started, a fox was tracked by a dawn patrol, and others were sent to drive it away. Runningstream demanded to the leader that Poppypaw was to be brought, and he hesitantly agreed. During the chase, the leader had lost his last life, and Poppypaw lost sight in her right eye due to a harsh bat from the fox. However, TimberClan was victorious in their run. Bearface later became Bearstar, and he announced on the same night as Fallenstorm that Poppypaw deserved her warrior name and to be moved. Before setting out to get his nine lives, Bearface named gave her the name Poppypool, and she happily stood vigil with her brother. A moon after, Poppypool came across Pocket, who had grown more and more cold. Despite his furry name, he was not a gentle tom, and had attacked her. She managed to escape his wrath, and returned to camp. Moons passed, and Darkrise had grown too old. He was later killed in a battle, and his last words were to Poppypool, saying how proud he was of her, and that he knew she would never give up. After that, he passed his life to StarClan. Now, she lives her usual life, caring for others and fighting for TimberClan.
Poppykit was born to a loner and TimberClan cat, who was once one of the strongest of the warriors. She had two brothers: Fallenkit and Pocketkit. Both of her brothers were strong at birth, and she was left as a runt. Yet, it didn't stop her encouragement. Rose passed away at kitting, and Nettlewhisper, a queen with only one kit and plenty of milk, agreed with her father, Darkrise, to suckle them. Pocketkit was lower than Poppykit in the clan life, seeing as his name had a loner like tone to it. As a kit, Poppykit admired the medicine cat, Leafdapple, and was always watching her in the medicine den. She never bothered listening to the elders' stories, and her dream was to become a medicine cat. Leafdapple had given her promise and began teaching her simple herbs. The three siblings never knew who their mother was, and always suspected that it was Nettlewhisper. Poppykit got better and better with the herbs, and one day, Fallenkit had asked her what she's been around, other kits staring. Pocketkit had snorted at their brother and told him she caught the scent of catmint, the reason why so many cats had been gazing admiringly. The scent had never faded form her pelt even to this day. At six moons old, Poppypaw was given her mentor, Runningstream, but she had secretly continued her training as a medicine cat. Poppypaw had an unusually strong connection to StarClan, and much like her scent, it still hasn't left her. Poppypaw had struggled in her training to be a warrior, and was always the target of amusement to Pocketpaw and Petalpaw. She was roughly pushed around, and usually the last one to pick from the fresh-kill pile. Near the time she was half-way through with her training, her siblings had been nearly full warriors. This was also near when Bearface had become deputy. Darkrise was growing more and more proud of his two sons, but scorned at his daughter. Poppypaw had never grown his love nor trust. Moons passed, and Poppypaw was still an apprentice. Is was the night of her brother's ceremonies. However, Pocketpaw was nowhere in sight. Fallenpaw and Poppypaw set out to find, him seeing as the ceremony couldn't go on without him. They followed his trail up to the a den, where their brother's scent was mixed by another's. Fallenpaw called out to him and as Pocketpaw emerged, he announced that he was leaving the clan, and had taken in the name as Pocket. Heart-broken, the two siblings came back to camp without their brother, and the ceremony continued. Fallenpaw was given the name Fallenstorm, and Poppypaw was the first to congratulate him. However, before his vigil had started, a fox was tracked by a dawn patrol, and others were sent to drive it away. Runningstream demanded to the leader that Poppypaw was to be brought, and he hesitantly agreed. During the chase, the leader had lost his last life, and Poppypaw lost sight in her right eye due to a harsh bat from the fox. However, TimberClan was victorious in their run. Bearface later became Bearstar, and he announced on the same night as Fallenstorm that Poppypaw deserved her warrior name and to be moved. Before setting out to get his nine lives, Bearface named gave her the name Poppypool, and she happily stood vigil with her brother. A moon after, Poppypool came across Pocket, who had grown more and more cold. Despite his furry name, he was not a gentle tom, and had attacked her. She managed to escape his wrath, and returned to camp. Moons passed, and Darkrise had grown too old. He was later killed in a battle, and his last words were to Poppypool, saying how proud he was of her, and that he knew she would never give up. After that, he passed his life to StarClan. Now, she lives her usual life, caring for others and fighting for TimberClan.
.~Theme Songs~.
The Call by Celtic Woman
Whenever Poppypool knows StarClan is talking to her...
.~Relations~.
Love ~ Crush ~ Best Friend ~ Friend ~ Respect ~ Unsure ~ Dislike ~ Despise ~ Mourn ~ Family
Italicized means that the character is deceased
WIP
Love ~ Crush ~ Best Friend ~ Friend ~ Respect ~ Unsure ~ Dislike ~ Despise ~ Mourn ~ Family
Italicized means that the character is deceased
WIP
