------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Name: Rookpaw Gender: Tom Clan: OleanderClan Rank: Warrior Apprentice Appearance: Abnormally small, slim tom with smooth light brown fur, darker golden-brown tabby stripes over his back and nose, and lighter legs, belly, chest, muzzle, and the bottom and end of his tail. He has light brown freckles on his snout and light brown socks, and tail-tip, and his lighter colors bleed into the darker shades with small spots and speckles. He has leaf-green eyes, remarkably small, delicate paws, and a short tail, with his muzzle, chest, shoulders and left eye riddled with scars. His left ear is also torn. Personality: Rookpaw has a bright, intelligent, and adventurous personality, with an energetic and playful air. He's affectionate with his sister and Emberglow, and teasingly flirtatious with pretty she-cats, but in truth he gets quite bashful with reciprocated affection. On the surface Rookpaw is daring, brave, and somewhat chaotic, first to crack a joke or declare a reckless plan. He's witty, companionable, and fun, but beneath his devil-may-care exterior, he's terrified of most everything. After the incident that caused his scars, he's scared of most if not all wild threats (badgers, foxes, raccoons, skunks, owls, deer, etc.), and natural dangers, like drowning or falling. He's alright in fights against other cats because his training got him used to it, but even then he's not eager to fight, and is more likely to try and talk his way out of any situation. He doesn't like people knowing about his phobia of wild animals though, and if someone tries to bring him into a dangerous situation his nerves will start to show, and he'll most likely end up joking and making excuses for why he needs to leave. If he does have to face his fears, he's more likely to crouch down, tuck his tail, and tremble than do anything helpful, rendered helpless by complete terror. Nobody would know this upon first meeting though, as he seems friendly, charming, and will even occasionally flaunt his scars as a way of coping. He never brings up the incident that caused them though, and is secretly carrying a huge amount of unresolved guilt over his father's death. Backstory: Rookpaw and his sister, Moonpaw, were born half-clan, with a father in OleanderClan and a mother in MagnoliaClan. When the kits were born, their father demanded that the kits grow up in OleanderClan with him, and after a time it was agreed that one kit would go to each Clan, with Rookpaw going to OleanderClan and Moonpaw staying in MagnoliaClan with their mother. However, when Rookpawpaw was still a kit, around three moons old, their mother succumbed to greencough and Moonpaw was sent to live with Rookpaw and their father in OleanderClan. A moon later, Rookpaw (Rookkit at the time) decided he wanted to do something to impress the other kits and snuck out of Camp. He was quickly sniffed out by a fox, and in the attack that ensued the fox gave Rookpaw all the scars he has today. He would have died if his father hadn't found him and jumped in, managing to bide enough time for backup to arrive but dying to the fox in the process. Traumatized and injured, Rookpaw was brought back to Camp and spent the next moon in the medicine den healing and recovering temporarily lost sight in his left eye. An OleanderClan warrior, Emberglow, took the kittens in and acted as a father of sorts, and Rookpaw, Moonpaw and he are all very close. Other: When Rookpaw was brought to OleanderClan, the only queen able to take him was almost done producing milk, so he was malnourished and weaned early, which resulted in his size. He doesn't mind being small though. Emberglow and Moonpaw are the only ones who know about his lasting trauma. Moonpaw: Emberglow: ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
