Dartingpaw [IceClan Apprentice]

[Grady]

Name: Dartingpaw

Age: 8 Moons

Rank: Apprentice

Gender: Tom

Alliance: Iceclan

Appearance: Dartingpaw's base coat is a sandy brown color - paler on his belly, and almost yellow fawn color, which darkens to cinnamon color. On his back and head, smudged, coal-black markings turn his topcoat even darker. Around his eyes and nose, it is almost white, while the tip of his tail is pure black.

His fur is incredibly silky and smooth; tight against his body. Perhaps is best feature is his eyes - dark olive green, and very big and shiny. He is the spitting image of his late brother, Pebblekit.

Other: He has a tendency to twitch, and nibble on the end of his own tail when perticularly frightened. Oh, and hyperventalate. Alot.

Personality: Dartingpaw makes his way through life by being really, really fast. He's puny - expecially for a tom, and he isn't exactly worthy of being a lady-killer. In fact, he's afraid of most she-cats. And spiders. And giant mice. Heck, let's just say the poor bugger is afraid of anything; leading to his motto of "when faced with a fight, run as fast as you can!"

Okay, so he may not be the most promising example of a warrior. But he certainly puts his heart and soul into things that put emphasis on his small body and his agility - patrolling, hunting; even getting messages across clan territory to other cats. He relies on his Darting maneuvers in battle.

Outside of battle, this tom still seems a little...high strung. He cannot relax for the life of him, and speaks with a slight stutter on his "s's" and "t's". This has led to slight unpoularity between more manly toms, overwhelming sympathy from motherly she-cats, and giggles and stares from any girl he tries to ask out on a "date".

History: Dartingpaw is a relatively young tom, so his life's story isn't all that exciting. Perhaps the most noteworthy event, the one that most shaped his life, was the death of his 'twin' brother, Pebblekit.

You see, Dartingkit and Pebblekit were born into the same clan; Iceclan. They were a happy family of three; the two toms, and their mother, Violeteyes, who's mate, Bearclaw, had died before his sons were born. Both kits were smaller when they were born - it is suggested that Violeteye's greif had caused their stinted looks, but other than that, they were relatively happy.

Pebblekit was always the more adventurous kit - and for a time, he was the only spurring force in Dartingkit's life - challenging him to break out of his shell, to go exploring. The two toms were almost inseperable. Until, one day, Pebblekit encouraged his brother to leave the safety of exploring the nursery, and tramped outside of camp.

They had only gone a little ways - but accidents only take a little. One minute, Pebblekit was out in front of Dartingpaw - the next, a great black and brown monster swept down from the sky and Pebblekit was gone - only a smudge of sticky red liquid remaining on the ground. Dartingkit had no idea what a hawk was, and the tom was terrified. This was the first day he exhibited his promising speed - as he dashed right into the base of a hollow tree and hid for several hours, until his distraught mother found him shivering and crying.

Dartingkit remained highly introverted - frightened even of his one-time playmates. He is certain that now, the entire world is out to get him - and even the apprenticeship he had once looked forward here did not help Dartingkit grow into the 'brave' Dartingpaw.

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Accepted!