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The iris that Frosted over.
The iris that Frosted over.
Forgotten Times

About Me

"Wisdom is healed pain."

. Name :: Freeze - Shardedpaw - Shardedice
. Age :: Nine and a half Moons.
. Clan :: ThunderClan.
. Rank :: Apprentice.
. Mentor :: Foxpelt.
. Crush(s) :: Foxpelt and Minkpelt.
. Mate :: Minkpelt.
. Kits :: Brightkit, Icekit, Branchkit.
. Looks :: Shardedpaw is a pale, rusty colored she-cat. She has a darker shade on all of her paws, except her left back paw. The darker shade also claims her tail tip and ears. Her back left paw is white, and so are stripes all over the she-cat's body. Her pelt is long, which shelters her from cold winds, but over heats her in the warm sun rays. Her claws are almost a white, yellow tinted color, and and strangely long. Her eyes are bitter blue, which can hold many emotions, but always shine.
. Personality :: Hardly ever in a good mood in a naked eye, she is stubborn, and quiet agressive. She seems to like to argue, and pick fights with others, that she doesn't like, or doesn't get close to. She is also head-strong, and sassy. Always making smart remarks to older cats, she hardly makes any friends. But once you are friends with her, or she likes you, the she-cat warms up. Not a lot, but warms up, none-the-less. She gets protective, and posesive over her closely beloved ones. She in full with pride for herself, but doesn't forget to be respectfull for elders, Medicine cats, deputies, and her leader.
. Friendships :: Minkpelt, Foxpelt, Jetpaw.
. Theme Song(s) ::
"And isn't it... Ironic? Don't you think?"

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Reply Shardedpaw
6:07 PM on January 17, 2013 
Shardedpaw hissed lightly, and they would leap at her again, and she'd tumble over by their force, and lash out at them, yowling at she got bitten, and scratched, and she flung some of them off of her, only to whine when they got on her again, and she pulled herself away, to clinging to where they has a grip on, one on the back of her neck, and one on her throat, and she shook them off, runninf faster, letting them chase her again.

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