Ivypaw
In the eyes of the beholder
My name is Ivypaw. I'm 7 moons old, and I'm an apprentice of ___Clan. My mother, Sam, lives in an abandoned shack where mice are plentyful, with my sister, Brice. I'm training to become a warrior, but I'm not sure if thats the path I want to take.
My pelt is white, but I have patches of light gray tabby all over my pelt, including my tail and face. My tail is short compared to some cats tails, but its not stubby. My hair is short. My eyes are a light blue, curtisy of my mother.
I do not live with my remaining family, I live with my adopted faimily in ____Clan.
May the wind be at your back
Quiet. Vececious. The two words that best describe me in all my glory. Apathy is the only thing that I hate more than anything else. Why be so dull? Why be so emotionless? I just love practical jokes, they do entertain me so. I just love it when others are sarcastic. Thats when I feel most at home. I hate seeing others sad, and always try to make them happy. Its a cruel world sometimes and I know when to stop. I know when to get serious. I'm easily scared, but I just love the rush of that silent moment when you breath in as much air as you possibly can in a .5 second interval and the feeling of my heart race. I do love te thrill of the moment, and the thrill of the hunt and fighting for my Clan. Ah. The freedom...
To be or not to be
My name is a... Colorful one.
Ivy- The prefix of my name was given to me by my sister, Brice. She said I was like Ivy. Even when it is cut down, it just grows back, and will even scale trees and buildings and make them that much prettier.
Heart- The suffix of my name is what Brackenstar dubbed me. He said I was all heart. Give and never recieve. Love all. Forgive but never forget. Thats me. All heart.
The hopes for a better life
As I have already said, my mother is a loner, and she lives in an abandoned shack a ways away from ___Clan territory. Me and my two siblings where born in a chilly new-leaf day. My mother, Sam, didn't know who our father was, and didn't seem to care. We where her little angels. She wanted us to stay with her in her shack where it was warm through leaf-bare, but cool durring green-leaf. But her friend, by the name of Cross told her about this wild band of cats that lived in the forest about a days trek away, and how they lived. Intreaged by her friends words, she took me to ___Clan. Hoping that these wild band of cats wouldn't kill a helpless kit, she left me near their territorial line when I was just a few moons old. There, I was found and brought to live with SaguaroClan.
My brother, Ice, died that Leaf-bare, but my sister, Brice, still lives with my mother in her shack, while I live out the harsh conditions with my adopted family.
Soon, after I reached 6 moons old, they changed Ivykit, to Ivypaw, and Brackenstar took me as his apprentice.
And here, with my adopted family, I train to become a warrior like my idle, Brackenstar, who had such a hard life, and yet, he still trys his best to provide for his new family.
My heart beats for
No one at the moment
