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Post by Cinderpaw on Feb 3, 2013 11:39:46 GMT -5
Cinderpaw was a pure Hollowclan cat, born of Sparrowpelt and Morningsun, her deceased mother. Cinderpaw was born blind, her blue eyes pale as the dawn sky. Ever since she was a kit, the little grey-and-lilac she-cat knew exactly what she wanted to do. Cinderpaw promised herself and Starclan that she would be a medicine cat. At a young age, she committed herself to learning certain herbs by heart, and after apprenticed, learned all of them. She loves her job dearly, though sometimes wonders why she had to be blind. That doesn't stop her from exploring, though. Cinderpaw has left camp alone on many occasions, mainly to gather herbs. She might be a medicine cat, but she has the spirit and pride for her clan that any warrior does. Cinderpaw believes that being a Medicine Cat is the best way to work for her clan, to protect it.
Cinderpaw isn't all warrior-tough, though. While she'll give her life to protect the clan, and protect with all of her heart and soul, she's rather sensitive. She's good at keeping her emotions hidden, but her voice tends to crack when someone has upset her. I would be careful being harsh with her. We don't want the dam to break. Cinderpaw can take a joke, sometimes. If it's mean, she probably won't laugh. She loves to help her friends, and talks to them when ever she can get the chance, but she is mostly caught up in her work. She wants to make sure she'll never let her clan down.
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