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Once Death has been fully accepted; then there is nothing to fear.
Topic Started: Feb 9 2010, 11:08 AM (217 Views)
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Name: Gingerpaw (Warrior name: Gingerdeath)
Age: 8 moons
Gender: Tom
Species: Cat
Clan: RiverClan
Position: Medicine Cat Apprentice
Mentor: Snowbird
Personality: Stern, thoughtful, patient.
Appearance: He has beautifully pure ginger fur and eyes that are as blue as a clear dawn sky.
Other: He can run at an outstanding speed, though it looks a bit awkward because of his once-broken forelegs. He is also in love with Dovepaw, but refuses to let anyone know because of his secretly introverted side.
History: Even from kithood, Gingerpaw had always been quiet and observant. As such, he is a quick learner. However, when apprenticed to a warrior for half a moon, it was discovered that he could run superbly fast, but only for short distances; and he had weak bones. Tripping and falling over a tall tree root broke both his fore legs and he had to be carried back to camp. He rested for another moon, recovering at a miraculous rate. Meanwhile, his mentor had discussed Gingerpaw's condition with RiverClan's leader and eventually all agreed that Gingerpaw was not suited to be a warrior.

Gingerpaw was, of course, shocked, and turned to his stepbrother -- Shadepaw, who had joined his litter long ago -- for advice and consultation. Being the strict and adaptable being he was, however, he quickly accepted the fact that he would never join his Clanmates in their hunting patrols and accepted the only fate that became available through, sadly, the medicine cat's death.

His fate... was sealed.

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|Role play History|

Gingerpaw followed his mentor, Ravenstrike, through the dank forest. The greenery was fresh after a night of light rain, and the apprentice stalked carefully, disguising himself amongst the greenery. They stopped at the river bank, and Ravenstrike gestured towards the stream with his tail, then put it to his mouth to signal silence. Gingerpaw nodded, understanding, and crept towards the clear waters.

The shadows of the fish swimming about within were blurry, but Gingerpaw was accurate -- he had always been lucky in most things -- and sharply swiped his hand through the water and a large fish came twirling through the air.. and back into the river. Hm. Maybe his luck wasn't quite so good after all. Ravenstrike shook his head and whispered to try again. Gingerpaw again nodded, not wanting to scare the fish lurking at the surface of the water. He changed position where there were more and stared ahead to try again.

This time he landed a fish for real, and it struggled on the bank before the ginger-pelted apprentice delivered a finishing blow. Ravenstrike nodded in approval and smiled; "Well done. You did it; can't you at least smile?"

"There is not quite anything to be truly happy about," Gingerpaw replied calmly. "I still have much to learn."

Ravenstrike scoffed; "Hmph. I got stuck with a sullen apprentice."

Gingerpaw, bemused, mewed in response, "I'm sorry."

"Whatever," Ravenstrike sighed. "Come. Let's go back to camp. It's getting late... hm... we should run."

"As you wish," Gingerpaw purred. He picked up his catch between his jaws and looked forward, waiting for his mentor to lead the way. Ravenstrike did as expected and rushed ahead in the camp's direction. Gingerpaw himself followed behind, slowing himself down to keep pace with the older tom... oh yes, he could run much faster, that apprentice. He just preferred not to, as a Twoleg like you or I might say, 'toot his own horn'.

Then he screamed.

Ravenstrike looked back, alarmed and skidding to a stop. He trotted back. "Gingerpaw?" he called. He got a painful groan as a reply. Looking down from higher ground, Ravenstrike's eyes widened in horror. "G-Gingerpaw? What's wrong? Did you trip? Why don't you get up?"

Gingerpaw didn't reply. His eyes were scrunched up and his forelegs were twisted in a strange way. The apprentice was scraping pitifully on the ground with his hindpaws and biting on his tongue to stop himself wailing like a foolish kit. Ravenstrike, realizing just what was wrong, pounced down and heaved his apprentice onto his back. "Don't worry! It'll be fine!"

Once more, Gingerpaw stayed silent. His eyes opened slightly to stare at the scenery around him, then at his broken paws. This... what was this? It looked like... a dream... and this was its ending.

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CONCLUSION: I am a ghost-type. REASONING: Tyranitar - Dark/Ground | Mewtwo - Psychic | Haunter - Ghost/Poison | Banette - Ghost = Common type amongst all is GHOST.

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