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Feb 7, 20195 min read

Mottledpaw

Mottledpaw | Female | Apprentice | 10 Moons

"Get lost, loser"

Lyric 1

↳ Prefix meaning;; Mottled | Her red pelt is smeared with stripes and splotched with pale spots. ↳ Suffix meaning;; Paw | Traditional suffix for apprentices ↳ Previous names;; Mottledkit, Motts ↳ Nicknames;; Motts

Gender;; Cis Female ↳ Pronouns;; She/Her ↳Voice Claim;; Scout Finch [ https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iRmIef02Ajk ]

Age;; 10 Moons ↳ Birth season;; Spring

Clan;; ValleyClan ↳ Rank;; Apprentice ↳ Mentor;; ... ↳ Apprentice;; Too small

Lyric 2

Skills;; ⚫ fighting: ⚫⚫⚫⚪⚪ ⚫ hunting: ⚫⚫⚪⚪⚪ ⚫ healing: ⚫⚪⚪⚪⚪ ⚫ stealth: ⚫⚫⚫⚫⚪ ⚫ speed: ⚫⚫⚫⚪⚪

Book description;; A red tabby she-cat with green eyes. Overall summary;; Mottledpaw is a thickheaded she-cat. She's buff and can throw a punch. It's no wonder she strives to be a warrior, shes built in a way where she can do that with no problem. Her pelt is a mix between a dappled cat and a tabby, though prefers the latter to describe herself... totally not because dappled is such a weird word to her. ↳ Fur;; Extremely thick, but medium in length ↳ Build;; Muscles... Muscles everywhere. She's a whole wall ↳ Scent;; Leaves ↳ Scars;; none

notable features;; Snaggletooth!

Lyric 3

Mottledpaw is a tom-boy like she-cat. She cares for her family, but she's often found adventuring elsewhere, making do with what she has and often seen playing in the mud and doing general childish things. It helps her think, she says. Think and get her emotions out some way without her sisters knowing. She wants her sisters to see her as someone better than what she is- letting them only see her when she's helping out others and praying to StarClan. But other times, she can be seen snapping at someone else or being ignorant. But, on the inside, she's really just trying to look out for her siblings and give them the best life they can have.

↳ likes;; Being Manipulative, Arguing, Honeygaze ↳ dislikes;; Marigoldpaw, Water ↳ fears;; Twolegs

Lyric 4

offspring: none

sexual orientation: Heterosexual ↳ status;; Single ↳ current attractions;; None ↳ past attractions;; None

turn ons | Submissive, Dark-pelted, tabbies turn offs | Aggressive, Dominant, dappled

Lyric 5

Lyric 6

History;; Before birth: A group of rogues were unknowingly going to settle in the territory of Juniperclan but were chased out before they could and two of the rogues in the group, a handsome golden tabby tom named Lion and a pretty reddish-ginger she-cat called Ruby, were mates and decided to settle near the border, Ruby giving birth on a cold night and gave birth to three beautiful she-cats. Sadly, Ruby died due to the cold after naming the one that looked like her mate Honey and named the others, who were twins and looked faintly like her, Mottled and Marigold. Her beloved mate, Lion, was distraught and looked after them for a few days before bringing his three kits to the border of Juniperclan where a patrol was and explained that he couldn't look after his kits and his mate was dead. The patrol took pity on the grieving tom and took his kits in, the rogue and his group never to be seen again as they left for a better place to live and Lion's daughters were renamed Honeykit, Mottledkit and Marigoldkit.

Kithood:

➢ Is Mottledkit

➢ Argues a lot w her sister

➢ Nothing really happens, just a bunch of arguments with Marigoldkit.

Apprenticeship:

➢ Becomes Mottledpaw

➢ Literally after becoming an apprentice, she leaves the clan.. Is surprised to see her sisters following her.

Rogueship;

➢ Changes her name to the dumb nickname Mari gave her; "Motts"

➢ Walks a lot, doesn't really do much tbh

➢ Meets a tom, honestly flirts w him just to gain his trust before leaving him behind

➢ Finds the cove, settles in ValleyClan. Hopefully she can find some cats to manipulate here.

Apprenticeship 2.0:

➢ Becomes Mottledpaw again

➢ Whats next? She doesn't know. All she knows is she doesn't like herbs.

Warriorhood:

✔ Notes (can be slow) ✔ Discord ✘ Skype ✔ Comments (can be slow)

✔ Google Docs ✘ Email

Roleplay example;;

LIT ::

Mapleblaze couldn't help her gaze shift to him, finding herself leaning towards him to comfort the tom as he thought. Home. What even was it? GroveClan was the only home the dappled she-cat knew. But it felt so empty now that Bluetuft and Bramblingstripe.. And Irissong... All the cats she would consider friends prior to the war. She sighed, listening to him speak. "If not GroveClan, I'd have no home..." She murmured, blinking up at the tom. StarClan knows she misses some cats. But then there were cats like Nettlestar. Mapleblaze's tail wrapped around herself tightly, ears lowering. What in StarClan's name even was home anymore. Whats home without... Friends.. Or family. She couldnt help feel her heart sink, swelling with something she could only name as shame. Her eyes only narrowed as Aspencry spoke again. Where I belong anymore. She didnt know either, to be fair. Biting down viciously on her bottom lip, she raised her gaze to the sky; peering through the cracks in the leaves to watch the warriors of silverpelt look down at her.. Or maybe look down on Aspencry.. What would she have done to earn the gaze of StarClan upon her pelt? Despite how much she wanted to continue on that path, she pondered the younger tom's words. "StarClan knows I understand..." She murmured quietly, meeting his gaze. "But the future holds something in its paws for everyone... Cats break away, friendships are lost..." She paused, blinking back up at the sky. "Cats die." She choked, clearing her throat and turning to Aspencry once again as he spoke. Wasnt the will of StarClan.. Her ears twitched, piquing her interest.

"Its possible." She murmured, blinking at the tom, her mind traveling down this path. It'd make sense... "For the place of no stars to make something... Like her..." She murmured, pursing her lips in thought, letting her eyes drift closed. Nettlestar... She felt her jaw tighten, before her eyes opened at his following question. *How do we stop someone like that?" "I dont know..." She murmured honesty, shifting her weight from one paw to the other uncomfortably. "But if StarClan was on our side... They should have a solution..." she turned to him, flicking an ear. "Dont you think so?"

SCRIPT ::

Thunderkit: She found herself waddling from the nursery, kicking at the grass below her paws as she had her maw open, dragging her tongue across the two teeth that poked from her mouth at all times. How had she JUST noticed this? Well, does it matter? It was the only thing she could think about right now. How weird her teeth were. They were so cool. Though this funny train of thought stopped short as a somewhat familiar voice yelled something. She whipped around, her confused gaze coming to Peachpaw. She padded towards the calico, giving her shoulder a casual push. "Hey Peeeeeeeachpaw" She greeted, taking a moment to actually remember and say the apprentices name.