Juniperleaf- Medicine Cat of Hiddenclan

[*~*Picabo*~*]

Name: Juniperleaf
Gender: Tom
Clan: Hiddenclan
Rank: Medicine Cat
Age: 32 moons
Short Description: A small, gray tom with green eyes.
Appearance:

Juniperleaf is a gray tom. His fur is the color of rocks. The fur has slightly different shades of gray, but these shades are subtle, and are barely noticeable by most cats. He keeps his fur well groomed, so it is always sleek and shiny. Since Juniperleaf works with herbs, his fur smells of a delicate mixture of marigold and juniper berries.

Juniperleaf’s eyes are a dark green, much the same color as juniper leaves. Juniperleaf’s eyes do not change much, but when he is around pine needles, his eyes seem to glow a little lighter from the aroma. His eyes seem to comfort you, and think of an innocent kit.

Juniperleaf is extraordinarily small. He is no bigger than a six-moon-old apprentice. Juniperleaf just never grew like other cats. He was always small, except for when he was first born. He was about half the size he is now. Juniperleaf doesn’t ever let his size get in his way though.

Personality:

Juniperleaf is the kind of cat that never gets pushed around. He thinks he’s twice the size he really is, and will never let cats push him around for his size. So, watch out.

This medicine cat strongly believes in Starclan, and follows all their rules. But the promise about never having a mate haunts him every time he sees a she-cat- especially Ashclan she-cats. Juniperleaf loves fantasizing these she-cats, but sadly can never mate with them. But he still flirts often with the she-cats in all clans. Juniperleaf almost kills himself when the she-cats he become close with say that they like him because he feels bad that they can never be.

Juniperleaf loves to be surrounded by other cats- toms and she-cats. He loves the attention and praise he gets from his clanmates. Juniperleaf could never be a loner or rouge because he needs the support of his clanmates.

History:
Kithood:

Juniperkit was born with his sister, Fallkit, to two loners. Juniperkit was the size of a three moon kit, and his sister was normal size.When their father ran away when they were born, their mother became dangerously ill. Their mother had barely enough energy to bring them to the nearest cat, which was a patrol of Hiddenclan warriors. The Hiddenclan warriors took them back to camp, and together, the whole clan raised them. Juniperkit and Fallkit were very mischievous kits, and they often ran away from camp. When they were only four moons old, Fallkit thought it’d be a good idea to explore the Thunderpath, and a patrol found her seconds away from death on the Thunderpath. The medicine cat, Snowstorm, could do nothing about it. At this time, Juniperkit stopped growing.

Apprenticehood:

Juniperpaw was made into a warrior apprentice at the age of six moons, like any other cat. Juniperpaw was really small at the time, and the mice, birds, and other prey that normal cats would hunt were half his size, and too big for him to be able to catch. So his mentor suggested to Snowstorm that he learned the ways of medicine cats. At first, Juniperpaw was reluctant to learn about it, for he thought medicine cats were just screw-ups and messed everything up because of Fallkit, but then he found out the life of a medicine cat was more exciting than that of a warrior. Juniperpaw learned excitedly.

Medicine Cathood:

At the age of 29 moons, Juniperpaw was given his full medicine cat name- Juniperleaf. He was now co-medicine cat of Hiddenclan. Juniperleaf did his best. When he was only 30 moons old, a band of rouges attacked camp. Snowstorm was slaughtered by a cat that looked just like Fallkit. And that cat was his father. Juniperleaf avenged Snowstorm by out-witting his father and making him fall off of a cliff. Juniperleaf is still shaken by this experience, but he knows Starclan has a reason for every death, and believes in them. But since Snowstorm’s death, he hasn’t had any contact with the familiar she-cat.

RP Sample:

Moonstar relaxed as his nose was pressed onto her fur. "Well, a kit died from a rouge, then an apprentice had died from a mountainclan apprentice named Windpaw... he wouldn't tell me his mentor's name though," Moonstar meowed. "I hold no grudge against Mountainclan, only this cat..." Moonstar sighed then looked at the stars. "I guess some cats in Mountainclan don't like to kill," she meowed as she referred to Heartflight's comment about Irispaw.

Moonstar smiled at the thought of a cat that hated to kill, even prey. Moonstare was slightly relieved that her apprentice, Ravenpaw, didn't mind killing prey, even though she could stand to learn a few manners to outside cats, especially kittypets. Moonstar didn't care for kittypets, but they were cats too, so they didn't deserve utter cold.

[/font]

[C H A S M]

Please write longer paragraphs. Each paragraph should be about the size of the posting box.

[C H A S M]

Please write longer paragraphs. Each paragraph should be about the size of the posting box.