Cloverspots

Personal Traits

Name: Cloverspots

Alias: Umm.. none??

Age: 26 moons

Gender: Female

Personality: Cloverspots is an extremely adventurous cat. She is extremely friendly and outgoing, and she enjoys the company of others and making new friends, whether they be from her clan, or outside the clans. She is very creative and she is not afraid to speak of what is on her mind to anybody. She is also extremely simple-minded, heedless, and rash, and this tends to put her in awkward or unpleasant situations. She gets easily distracted, but she herself is trying to improve this flaw. She can also be easily manipulated, especially since it's easy to gain her trust, and she doesn't really think things through. Once she hears something that sounds logical enough, she tends to believe it without giving it a second thought. She doesn't like being alone at all, and she hates being in long heated arguments so much that she would willingly be the first cat to apologize, even if it wasn't her fault, or the other cat is in the wrong.

History: When Cloverspots was a kit she would get her paws into constant trouble. Her sense of adventure and her rash personality would cause her to sneak into the medicine cats den to try new "prey" or leave the protection of camp to go see the vast lake that stretched around all the territories, despite the elders and queens scary tales of dangerous foxes or badgers that would prey on tiny kits like her. She would be bold every time she left camp, her head held high, with confident strides that she was invincible, and that nothing could harm her. This boldness, however, almost caused her her life as a badger would have killed the she-kit if it wasn't for a nearby patrol that heard her squeaks of fear. This experience of course dampened her outgoing and adventurous personality, but not for long, as she soon went back to her normal adventurous self.
When Cloverspots was an apprentice, she was just as adventurous and heedless as she was when she was a kit, despite the badger incident. It was as if it never happened. She was very easily distracted by the littlest things and would constantly question what her mentor had previously gone over since she wasn't paying attention. She often got in trouble for her simple-minded decisions and her listening skills. Thankfully her mentor had the patience to put up with a apprentice such as herself to get her her warrior name, and help the she-cat improve with her flaws (though their is still a lot of room for improvement.)

Physical traits

breed of cat: Japanese Bobtail

height: 9 inches

Weight: 6 pounds

Color of Eyes: pale leaf green

Appearance: Long, slender she-cat with short calico fur, and a stubby black tail

performance strengths: She is good at hunting since it is really the only time when she has her full attention on a task

Performance weaknesses: She is not the greatest when she is patrolling, since she is easily distracted by the call of birds, or the swaying of leaves in the breeze. She is also not the strongest

Mental Traits

Likes: socializing, rain showers, hunting, new adventures/ stories, hearing birds chirp in the morning, playing

Dislikes: being alone, having nothing to do, upsetting others, the fluffy tails on various types of prey

Fears: Badgers, though she normally plays it off, being rejected by those she cares about,

Mental Strengths: can easily work with others, does not give up easily

Mental Weaknesses: Acts before she thinks, can easily believe a cat

Social Status

Clan: River (If she can)

Rank: Warrior

Family: N/A

Mate: N/A

Kits: N/A

Extra: Cloverspots sometimes has times of worry and doubt that she is not good enough for her clan. She feels this way because she understands how rash she can be and because she can be quite simple-minded.

RP Ex.: Cloverspots squinted her round leaf green eyes as she gazed beyond the RiverClan boarder and into the vast long grassed hills beyond her territory. She knew the warrior code, she knew she wasn't suppose to ever cross in another clans territory uninvited, but she gave no other thought as she bounded forward anyways, and felt the chilly breeze from the west side of the lake sweep through her short fur, quivering her whiskers.