☆ About Me ☆ Hello! I'm Sunny! [ I'm applying for Royalpaw. ] I love to write stories, create characters, read, and draw! I also enjoy roleplaying, whether it be humans, dragons, cats, or anything in between! I'm rather active on Scratch and I've been getting back into drawing recently. :> Feel free to chat with me, I don't bite! ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── ☆ Roleplaying History ☆ Scratch was one of the things that first introduced me to roleplaying, and I'm happy that I discovered the roleplaying community. I've been roleplaying in various studios (you can see many of them in the "Studios @Sunshine_Cupcake Is Following" section of my profile) for nearly a year and a half now (including my previous account), most of which are Warrior Cat roleplays. I love roleplaying because it allows you to explore lots of different characters and lore, as well as have fun while building your character's life and relationships. :) ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── ☆ Identity of Character ☆ Being AMAB, Royalpaw has never questioned his gender, and he prefers if cats use he/him pronouns while addressing him. Royalpaw would be demi-romantic and bisexual, with a lean towards toms. ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── ☆ Personality ☆ [ Positive: Quick-witted; Serious; Focused ] Royalpaw is able to quickly think of ways out of tough situations, and has no trouble with getting out of trouble. He works neatly and efficiently, and is always focused. He doesn't laugh a lot, but occasionally, a smile can be weaseled out of him. Royalpaw isn't easily distracted, but his thoughts are very active. When he isn't needed, he's almost always pondering a question or going through the names of herbs in his mind. [ Neutral: Dignified; Dominating; Precise ] If one thing is clear about Royalpaw, it's that he /does not/ like making a fool of himself, almost as much as he dislikes being stepped over. As a medicine cat apprentice ( and future medicine cat ), he makes sure that every cat knows he is not to be messed with. Although there are times where he gets a bit ahead of himself, Royalpaw would never lie casually. He is precise with his words, speaking quickly and honestly, sometimes to the point of bluntness. [ Negative: Snappy; Apathetic; Inconsiderate ] When he's having a stressful day, Royalpaw can come off as aggressive or violent. He'd really just rather be alone, to deal with his thoughts and cool off. Despite being a medicine cat apprentice, Royalpaw is rather apathetic, hardly ever feeling sorry or sympathetic for any of his patiences. This can lead him to be careless with how his decisions affect the cats around him, and sometimes other cats may question why he was chosen as the medicine cat apprentice. ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── ☆ Writing Example ☆ Deep in the forest, Royalpaw examined the yellow flowered plant, running the scent and appearance through his memorised list of herbs. "Tormentil." He murmured after a while, snapping a few of the green stems. Gathering the flower stems in his jaws, he turned to scan the forest, glimpsing patches of the clouds through the trees. Beginning to walk along the path, he reflected on the state of the herb storage before he had left camp. // We're almost out of goldenrod, and the borage could use with some stocking up. // Royalpaw looked up as a shadow passed over him. A strong breeze ruffled his fur. // Is it going to rain soon? // He frowned, quickening his pace ever so slightly. The forest thinned around him as the rushing river came into view. Royalpaw eyed the undergrowth growing near the river. // Perhaps I can find some coltsfoot or feverfew. // He knew that his mentor would be expecting him back soon, but he decided to check along the riverbed anyway. [ Insert his mentors name ] would just have to wait a while longer. After a couple minutes of searching, it was clear that there were no useful herbs growing yet. // Oh well. The tormentil will have to do. // Royalpaw thought, as he turned to take another path through the forest. It was at this time, that it began raining. The first few drops landed on the ground around him, soaking quickly into the dirt. Royalpaw took a step back. Upon seeing the rain drops, his first thought was // There may be new plants growing here soon. // Very quickly, the sprinkle turned into a downpour. It was as if the clouds had burst. Rain drops pelted Royalpaw's face, and his fur was plastered onto his body. For a moment, he did nothing but stand there, blinking the water out of his eyes. Eventually, Royalpaw came to his senses and shook some of the water off himself and his herbs. // It doesn't seem like the rain will be stopping anytime soon. I should get back to camp quickly. // He decided. // If I ran through the rain like a scared kit. . . // He'd rather not think about it. Clamping the tormentil firmly in his jaws and holding his head high, Royalpaw turned and made his way back to camp. ─── ・ 。゚☆: *.☽ .* :☆゚. ─── [ Continued in Notes and Credits ]
☆ Roleplay Codeword ☆ Royalpaw couldn't care less about StarClan and their cryptic prophecies. With all the duties that came with training to be a medicine cat, he wouldn't be bothered with the future a couple of d3ad cats had chosen for him. But perhaps it was this destiny that propelled him through his problems and urged him to strive to be the best.