Songpaw and Callpaw

[Snowy]

((I understand it's supposed to be only one cat per sheet, but since they're conjoined, would it be okay if I put them on one sheet?))

SongpawCallpaw

NAME: Songpaw and Callpaw
ALIASES: Songy, Song, Songs and Call, Calls
SEX: Female and Male
ORIENTATION:Straight and straight
AGE: 7 moons and 7 moons
CLAN: Thunderclan and Thunderclan
POSITION: Apprentice and Apprentice

APPEARANCE:

Songpaw is a lean she-cat, with a rather tall build. Long but lanky legs, she is just a bit taller than her brother. She has been called attractive before, and isn't ugly. Yet she isn't vain, and wouldn't call herself pretty. She is very lanky as it is, and very thin. Not unfed, but just naturally thin. She is short-haired, with it slightly longer at the back of the legs and her underbelly. The base color of her fur is a gentle white, still peeking through in places. Covered in ginger and brown splotches, her whole body is covered- face, legs, to the end of her tail- except for her still white underbelly. She has hazel-like eyes, wide and usualy gleaming with curiousity. She has a shining pink nose, and two naturally perky ears. She has no scar, because she hasn't gone out to battle yet. Songpaw is usually smiling, wide mouthed, all of her little white teeth showing. When not smiling, she can usually be found deep in thought. She doesn't enjoy frowning, and hasn't had a reason to contort her mouth into a snarl yet. Her tail is white and orange, until it stops abruptly, and changes into her her brothers brown.

Callpaw is a sturdily built tom. He has slowly growing muscles, and they tend to add bulk to his previous scrawny build. With short legs- still growing- he is shorter than his sister by a very small amount. Her fur is short, remaining short all over his body. His pelt is a light brown, with darker brown and occasional black stripes. He has white paws though, and a white under-neck. He has brown-gray eyes, which are an almond shape. He has one scar on his body, from when he was a kit. The scar has since then healed, and it now remains on his shoulder, slightly peaking through the fur. He usually keeps a serious look on his face, one of very deep concentration. He does smile though, and when he does, it matches his sisters. His tail is the same as his body, but stops halfway down to change into his sisters calico-like pelt.

The two are twins, conjoined by the tail. They have full motion, just can't move too far away from each other.blockquote]

PERSONALITY:

Songpaw is a very upbeat she-cat. She doesn't like to let anything bring her down- for this reason, she dislikes death, disease, and injuries. She loves to laugh and joke around, and can be funny if she sets her mind to it. She dislikes hurting anyone, finding it cruel and useless. She tries to make those around her happier, by any means possible. She can't stand when everyone is silent or cranky. She finds that life is too short to be sad. She loves kits, and loves to visit them, remembering her own time as a kit. She is loyal to the clan. Not as much as some, but she won't bail on them. She won't give up something she cares very much about for the clan though. She doesn't understand why the clans can't get along, and tries to become friends with the other clans. She loves her brother very much, and tries to keep him happy. She is hard to upset, but when she is upset, it usually leads to many tears, and distrust for a long time. She can't stand fighting, and is worried about the fighting part of being a warrior. She can be a bit too curious, geting into trouble. but one of her worst flaws is that she follows her heart to evey extent: if she believes that something is right, or if she truly loves someone, she will do anything to keep them. But no mater what happens, she tries to keep upbeat and keep on going.

Callpaw is a very laid-back tom: at most times. When in a good mood, he is very peaceful. He enjoys to sit around and talk with his clan-mates, occasionally joking around. He tends to stay quiet though, deep in thought. he is very calculating, and has to think every prospect of something over before doing it. He will not rush into things, such as his sister. When upset or angry, he changes. He becomes irrational, and tends to act on instinct- very much unlike his usual calculating self. He will get violent if provoked, and while upset, doesn't feel any sorrow. but once he has calmed down, he regrets hurting other. He is usually passive, if not upset. he believes that the clan is the most important thing that there is, and will give up his life for it. He follows the warrior code very clearly, and won't stray from it: even if it's for family. He loves going out with his mentor, to go learn and become a warrior sooner. He especially enjoys the fighting training, loving the feeling of flying through the ir at any 'enem'y, and protecting his clan. He loves his sister very much, but disproves of her actions at times.

FEARS/LIKES/DISLIKES:

Likes- Songpaw likes anything happy and cheery. She loves the scent of flowers on the breeze. She loves flowers in general- she finds them very pretty, and loves to roll around in them, covering her scent in them, and walking around smelling like flower for the rest of the day. She enjoys the water, splashing in puddles whenever she sees one. She doesn't mind being dirty, because she knows it can wash off later. In fact, she likes to get messy. She likes kits, and wants to have some when she grows up. She likes both cold and warm, both bringing up interesting activities.She especially enjoys the smell of the river- unknown to her, because of her Thunderclan heritage, but she really enjoys it. She thinks it might be because she had wandered off to the river as a kit, dragging her brother behind, and ever since then she loved it. She likes the sound of the river too. The sound its waves make while lapping up against shore, it's smell, everything.
Dislikes- She dislikes pain. Finding fighting useless, thinking it can all be talked over, she dislikes the scent of blood. She also doesn't like death. She doesn't like the idea, and the stench of it depresses her for days. She doesn't like losing people, and when she does, she finds that she hates death even more each person lost to her.
Fears- She isn't scared of much. A fairly courageous she-cat, she will go places others wouldn't even dream of going. She will climb to the top of large trees, venture into caves, and has even gone and tried swimming. The only thing she truly can't stand is snakes. At the sight of a snake, she tends to freeze up as if her legs were made of stone. She can't move, she is so scared of them- petrified.

Likes-Enjoying the quiet, he wishes he could be alone. But that is impossible, because of his connection to his sister. So he enojys when he is sleeping. He also likes the smell of fresh moss, brought in for his and his clan-mates bedding. He likes sunning by the den, feeling the warm rays on his fur. He enjoys warmth the most, hating how snow feels on his pelt. More of a woods cat than a water cat, he prefers running through the forest, feeling the wind buffet his pelt. He enjoys the smell of leaves, and likes the sound of when he steps on one.
Dislikes- He dislikes a few things. Only thoroughly prejudiced against water, he can stand most other things. but he can not stand the moistnes of water. How it sticks down his pelt and weighs him down. After swimming once, he vowed never again. He dislikes snakes, badgers, foxes, and all the other dangerous creatures that roam the forest. He doesn't like herbs, but swallows them. he dislikes the idea of breaking the warrior code, and is especially against cross-clan relationships.
Fears- He isn't a very big dare-devil, and has two very defined fear. One of which is water. How much he despises it is over-shadowed by hwo scared he is. He is worried of drowning, and won't even place a paw in the water. He also doesn't like the dark. To him, it is torture to have to go on patrol when the sun isn't up. Every shadow he sees is an enemy.

RELATIONS:

FATHER:Treefall
MOTHER:Fernmouth
SIBLINGS: Callpaw and Songpaw
MENTOR:TBA and TBA
CRUSH/MATE:TBA and TBA
OFFSPRING:TBA and TBA
OTHER:

HISTORY:

Born in the middle of the day, while camp was in a bustle, caused a bit of a scene. Fernmouth was laying in the middle fo the nursery, wishing for her mate. She had heard there were some complications, and just wanted it over. Finally, she felt the pain ebb away. Turning to look at her children, she withdrew in terror. There were two... but they weren't normal. Most kits were born seperate. These two were attached. Songkit and Callkit wriggled towards their Mother, but she pulled away. She left the nursery, shaking, and refused to enter again. Later on, Songpaw and Callpaw were told that they were freaks by their mother, and that was the last thing she did with them. She since then has refused to look at them, or even be near them. They were raised by their mothers den-mate, Yellowpatch.

When they were old enough to move, Songkit was the first to move. She started walking shakily across the nursery, dragging Callkit behind her. He finally stood, tried of being dragged around, and so the two started to walk. It wasn't far after when they started to speak. They continued to develop in the nursery, still attached. At first they were made fun of by various kits, but they soon showed their true personalities, and most accepted them for who they were. They were still teased by the crueler kits, and by some of the warriors too. Rumors were spread about how they would 'die early' or 'never become true warriors'. Though it hurt the two young kits, they never let it affect them.

Later on, nearing their fourth moon, they decided to wander out. Songkit technically dragged her brother along, but after a bit, he agreed. They wandered around the territory, with Songkit in the lead, excitedly pulling him along behind her. They were soon found by a parol, and brought back to camp. Fernmouh didn't care, and they were discliplined by Yellowpatch instead. It didn't stop them from venturing out anymore, it just kept them from being caught again.

It started to near their sixth moon, and both could barely hold back their excitement. On their best behavior for the few days before, they finally got their ceremony. Both apprenticed to different mentors, they started their training. And they are still training, trying to become warriors the best they can, despite being attached by the tail.

EXTRA:

They are conjoined twins.

[Chaos <3]

very nice at the moment they are accepted you are allowed to RP with them now