Tribalpaw >:x.} SunsetClan//;

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Picture: None. o.o;

Name:
Tribalpaw
Age:
6 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Clan:
SunsetClan
Rank:
Medicine Cat Apprentice [is that okay? O: ]

Description:
Weilding a lean, semi-muscular fit, this she-cat appears to be the perfect cat, though with the exception of being slightly smaller than the normal feline, due to her age of course. Her soft, luxurious pelt is of all dark hues, diffrent shades of black and grey. Well,her whole dainty physique is shades of grey, and has ebonite fur around her eyes, like a little mask, if you will. Her tail is striped, you know, has black stripes. Her legs,are, diffrent shades of black, though, it seems like normal black. Around her dark blueish grey eyes,are speckles of white and light grey. The she-cat seems smaller than the normal cat though, allowing her to get through spaces normal-sized felines cannot go to. Usually,Tribalpaw is similar to a racoon, but her tail is much bushier.

Short Description:
Raccoon-pelted she-cat with dark blueish gray eyes.

Personality:
A she cat of many personalities that are both unique, and strange. But mainly, she is...Crazy. Hyper. Weird. All these things lead to what she calls 'advantages'. First. she can't tell right, from wrong, why?She doesn't really care about it. For instance, lets say she needs to think about running into the Rogue Band's camp, and taking their food infront of everyone. That would be bad. The good thing would be sneak into the camp after planning, take the food, and run for your life. She would do the first, why? I dinno. Other than her major stupidity and hyperness, theres the weirdness. Unlike most, she'll eat anything if her usuall meal is gone, so guess what? She'll eat ANYTHING thats living. That includes plants, bugs, and anything that she would like. Oh, and one more thing, despite all the things I told you about Tribalpaw, she is highly intelligent..for a cat. She's a rebel, just like her twin bro. Except she really doesn't follow the rules. She really doesn't. Thats why she's always kept under close surveillance.

History:
Abandoned at birth, along with another kit, Tribalpaw lived a hard life. She had named herself, just as her bro named himself [ Tribal&&Trick. xD ]. They threw away the life that was not too long, but not too short. Their parents were rogues, who only wanted the perfect cats to have to join the Rogue Band. Trbal and her bro, Trick were not one of the perfect kits out of the 5. Tribal was blind, while Trick was mute. Luckly, their sight and voice disability was only temporary, which lasted for 3 moons. They were 1 moon by the time they were thrown out, and that, was when the twin's bond grew.

The two lived as street cats, living, obviously, in the streets of the Twoleg town. The shared food together, looked out for eachother, and protected eachother with their life.They had a nice life, nothing bad had happened, until teh ebil rogues had moved in. Yesh, the rogues, some were driven out of the Clan's territory where they made their homes and drove the set of Twins out of the twoleg place. Then they just happened to run into SunsetClan terrain, and managed to get accepted into the clan.
A few moon after that, Trickpaw had ran away. His reason? Nobody knows. He had left to join another Clan, truth be told. But hey, nobody knew.

Role Playing Example:
[ Taken from Crossing boundaries. This ish me. I almost never post like this unless someone posts at the same length. So basically, I post the same length as the other poster to make 'em feel good. xD Jk. xP ]

One would describe this place as a worthless stretch of land, that would be the home of worthless little animals that aren't fit to be hunted. The sun glowed in the sky, its heat blanketing the land. Normally, this would have been a rather irritating area for other larger animals. Wolves, dogs.. cats.. And it was. Blue eyes narrowed at the sun, a sick and disgusted feature fell upon their keeper's features. A pure white head had turned its eyes away from the sun, with a small snort that simply showed she was irritated.

However, a little sun wouldn't screw this up. A dark, ebonite nose was low to the ground, sniffing out the prey that resided in this area. Not once did it falter or show signs of weakness. When in days like this, you'll be glad to have a pure ivory coat. Suddenly the fae had realized where she was. She looked at the area around her through narrowed eyes, at little holes that seem to dot the place. The scent of rodent was strong, but none came up. The blue eyes rolled once more, kicking up some of the dry earth out behind her and into a hole, before legging long, sturdy legs guide her across the stretch.


The wolf's step was lined with valor, strolling around as if the fae had claimed the land as her own. Not many wolves came here though, so which is why she hung out around the prarie, because even if the prey wasn't even cloe to being fit as food- it was still food, right? Shukumei's ears perked at the scrabbling of tiny little paws, and the familiar rustling of grass. There was no need to look, as the scent told everything. 'A rabbit, eh? Sweeet.' The dark thought put a smirk upon her face, causing a devilish feature to fall upon the lean female.


Long pitch black talons that seemed painted in blood itched to sink themselves into the rabbit, but she waited. The rabbit came out of the grass quietly, long white ears pricked. 'Ah.' She thought, catching the prey's physique quickly. It was an adolescent, due to its small size and inexperience when it comes to not being dinner. There the canine stood, until suddenly, she turned around, and a raised paw swung down upon the white furry animal, too quick for the hare, as in an instant- it was dead. It's blood had stained the dry, cracked mother earth, and Shukumei's paws. It didn't really bother the fae, infact, she licked the blood off and savored the metallic, and yet sweet tasted, before soon, it was all gone, its prey bones broken in two, left in a small pile by Shukumei, who left with the same dark smirk.


A breeze came, and another scent had filled the air. Auds flatened against her skull, as she recognized the scent- it was another canine. No hostility was detected from the fae yet, though she broke into a graceful run, paws gliding over the emerald grass that carpeted most of the prarie. A curious look had filled those blue eyes of her's, as she stood a distance away from another canine, with a pelt of a dark hue. Her head tilted sideways, wondering why the idiotic male was here. Everybody knew it was a foolish thing to wander out into this prarie in the sun if you weren't made for the burning heat. As she neared the coal painted brute, and stopped, a few meters away. She didn't speak. It wasn't her time to speak. She was stubborn like that.

Crush:
None yet. o.o

Other:
I'll make Trick's bio sooner or later. x3

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