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GUESS WHO GETS A SECOND CHANCE TO LIVE THIS LITTLE CUTIE GOD BLESS i made some tweaks to his original design but other than that it's the same pebblepaw we all know and love b less

GENERALName: Pebblepaw
Past Names: Pebblekit
Gender: Male
Age: 10 moons
Original Clan: BrineClan
Rank: ApprenticePERSONAL Brief Personality

{ Optimistic, Enthusiastic, Supportive, Charismatic, Naive, Bold, Selfless, Emotional }

* Optimistic: Even when he lived in the past world, Pebblepaw was full of optimism. He rarely looks on the dark side of matters, and actively tries to find the best in everything and everyone. This can lead him to try to make others to be optimistic as well, and while he means well, it can easily annoy others.

* Enthusiastic: It is clear that this tom is easily excitable, sometimes over the littlest of things. He is typically found full of cheer, and isn't afraid to express his happiness to others, whether through loud words or actions. Whenever something catches his eye, it is him to pursue those interests with much vigor, and can become quite persistent with whatever he is trying to achieve.

* Supportive: While this trait is mainly displayed when around friends, he is also supportive to all of his fellow clanmates, even to the ones that were from different Clans in the past life or even strangers. He enjoys helping the queens and elders just as much as going out to hunt and explore, and finds joy in being able to help the Clan in other ways besides doing the normal warrior duties. The apprentice is a good listener, and is always up to give advice and support, even if he is less experienced and probably won't be entirely helpful.

* Charismatic: He is quite the people's pleaser. He rather try to appeal to people and get on their good side than to confront them with aggression. With his cheery disposition and amiable personality, it's not difficult for him to weasel his way into someone's favor. This can make him rather manipulative at times, using his good and charming nature to sway others his way, but he only does so when he feels justified to.

* Naive: It is obvious by all his loudness and cheer that he is a bit childish. Sometimes he fails to remember all the bad things that had happened in the past, blinded by the second chance they were given by StarClan as if that dismissed all the bad things that happened. Pebblepaw is also immature in the way that he doesn't listen to logical reasoning, and instead listens only to his more brighter, sometimes foolish beliefs.

* Bold: The tom can be rather reckless with both his actions and his words. He rarely gives second thought to things, and usually acts out on his impulses. When he does, he does not hold back -- rather, he lacks a sense of reservation, and his passion can wind him up in trouble.

* Selfless: Pebblepaw, in the end, is selfless -- he values those around him far more than himself, from their happiness to their well-being. If he is able to, he will sacrifice his own rations for someone else who would have better use for them. But, this mindset is also dangerous, for he will not hesitate to risk his life if there is a possibility to save someone else's. He is also a bit self-depreciating in this sense, since he literally has no qualms about throwing himself into danger.

* Emotional: He has a big heart, and while it can be a blessing, it is capable of being a burden. He is heavily influenced by his emotions, and they cloud his judgement whenever it comes to decision making. He can be dramatic and over the top because of the strength he feels things with, and is a rather open book and quite predictable.

History
Born to a litter of four to Fernshade and Rockfire, Pebblekit was born when heat had still touched the previous world. While the times were simple and peaceful, his parents were on less agreeable terms -- Fernshade was not entirely excited for the kits, and after a few nights the litter were born, she turned to her warrior duties. Rockfire was upset with her actions, and took it upon himself to be active in their lives, from naming them to caring for them. The young kit had a pleasant kithood, the only bad memory being the death of his brother, Limpkit. Pebblekit doesn't remember much of his mother -- he didn't think much of her either as she was explained to him when he was older. He was confused and wondered why she left them, but he didn't over think it, either. It was around three moons that his brother, Sedgekit, discovered his interest in healing, and Pebblekit was in full support of his sibling. However, the medicine cat, Pinefrost, had chosen an apprentice by the name of Hazelpaw. The young tom tried to comfort his brother as his opportunity was taken, but he knew that Sedgekit still held ill feelings towards the she-cat for "taking" his place.

Not even a fortnight passed when Pebblepaw became an apprentice that the never ending leafbare began. Like Sedgepaw, he had been born with a heavy coat and thick fur. While he could complain about the chill and snow, he was in no immediate danger to the cold the leafbare brought, unlike his mother. She soon died of exposure, and Pebblepaw tried to mourn for her death, but could only manage to feel a true, faint sense of sadness about her death because of his unfamiliarity with her. His sister Shiverpaw was soon to follow after, passing from greencough. This had devastated him, and him and Sedgepaw, his last sibling, were still grieving over her death when someone told them that their father was missing. Pebblepaw would go out with Sedgepaw in the night to call for their father, but to no avail. The two brothers only had each other left, and formed a close bond with one another.

Despite the dark times, Pebblepaw was a highly optimistic cat. He acted as if it was greenleaf, and never really let the never ending leafbare get to him, even when things start to get worse. While he mourned for the deaths of his Clanmates, he comforted himself, knowing that they were in a better place among the ranks of StarClan, and oftentimes tried to encourage others to have a similar positive outlook. Sometimes it didn't work. He tried to have a normal apprenticeship, but the difficulties and responsibilities didn't allow such things to happen, and things never looked up. He was in the tunnels when they collapsed, and was among the last survivors of BrineClan. Maybe he was delusional, but he kept up the optimism, but this time, he kept it to himself. He began to grow restless -- the closeness the dark tunnels brought began to disturb him, but he put forth this energy to looking for a way out. Then the badgers came.

He had been fighting to protect a Clanmate -- he wasn't sure who through the chaos -- when a badger had grasped him by the throat in its maw, crushing it like mouse bones. He died by suffocation rather than a quick death, and his final memories of the last world were of him struggling for breath in the darkness as his Clanmates died around him. But then silence came, as well as light, and soon the pain ebbed away. He found he could breathe again. While he relished in the release of mortal pain, he could not accept the fact that he had died -- the youth had a long life ahead of him, and instead died in his grave under the earth that was already dead. He felt like his purpose was unfinished, and almost felt haunted. So he was more than just overjoyed when the proposition was made: to be sent down to the new world and lay out the foundations for their life anew. Needless to say, he was one of the first to make the transition, more than prepared for his second chance at life. And StarClan knows he won't waste it!
RELATIONSFamily

Father: Rockfire

Mother: Fernshade

Brothers: Sedgepaw, Limpkit

Sister: Shiverpaw

Mentor: Brokenspirit Past CrowcallApprentice: --

Relationship Status: Single
Mate: --
Kits: --

Relationships

= Acquaintance
= Uncertainty
= Friend
= Good Friend
= Family
= Crush
= Love
= Lust
= Greatly Dislike
/ = Despise

Feeling | Name - Occupation - Roleplayer
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:#POKE-PARTY-MANIA RP with *Kalpaca

Thankfully Rena wasn’t one of those people who were afraid of the dark, or else she would have been in a real tight situation. But, the inky darkness wasn’t any help, either. The ship still tilted this way and that, and the thunder still shook just as hard. Sometimes there was a brief, weak flash of light, maybe from some distant window, but Rena wasn’t too focused on it, instead trying to keep her mind off the irregular rhythm the ship was rocking to. It was just a storm, she thought to herself, she needn’t worry. Her reassurance didn’t help, though.

Suddenly the top above her jarred a bit, and a silent gasp escaped her as she stuffed her face full of downy feathers, as if smothering herself would cease the movement. However, after she heard some voice above her, she realized it wasn’t the rocking ship that had caused the table to move, but somebody had ran into it, and as the realization came to her a strobe of light shined down on her feet. She drew them closer to herself as the figure knelt down, and she was momentarily blinded by the flashlight as it was shone upon her, but she identified the voice before she saw the face once her eyes adjusted to the light. “I-I’m not hiding,” she stated to Roman.

Rena flinched in surprise as she saw a dark shape come close, but once she realized it was only Danny, she sighed in relief; even if he was a ghost, the Haunter wasn’t as bad was Willo, whom she originally thought it was to be. “I mean, I’m not playing hide-and-seek,” she amended quietly, and paused for a moment before asking, “What’re you doing here, running into tables in the dark?”

Description

GUESS WHO GETS A SECOND CHANCE TO LIVE THIS LITTLE CUTIE GOD BLESS i made some tweaks to his original design but other than that it's the same pebblepaw we all know and love b less

GENERALName: Pebblepaw
Past Names: Pebblekit
Gender: Male
Age: 10 moons
Original Clan: BrineClan
Rank: ApprenticePERSONAL Brief Personality

{ Optimistic, Enthusiastic, Supportive, Charismatic, Naive, Bold, Selfless, Emotional }

* Optimistic: Even when he lived in the past world, Pebblepaw was full of optimism. He rarely looks on the dark side of matters, and actively tries to find the best in everything and everyone. This can lead him to try to make others to be optimistic as well, and while he means well, it can easily annoy others.

* Enthusiastic: It is clear that this tom is easily excitable, sometimes over the littlest of things. He is typically found full of cheer, and isn't afraid to express his happiness to others, whether through loud words or actions. Whenever something catches his eye, it is him to pursue those interests with much vigor, and can become quite persistent with whatever he is trying to achieve.

* Supportive: While this trait is mainly displayed when around friends, he is also supportive to all of his fellow clanmates, even to the ones that were from different Clans in the past life or even strangers. He enjoys helping the queens and elders just as much as going out to hunt and explore, and finds joy in being able to help the Clan in other ways besides doing the normal warrior duties. The apprentice is a good listener, and is always up to give advice and support, even if he is less experienced and probably won't be entirely helpful.

* Charismatic: He is quite the people's pleaser. He rather try to appeal to people and get on their good side than to confront them with aggression. With his cheery disposition and amiable personality, it's not difficult for him to weasel his way into someone's favor. This can make him rather manipulative at times, using his good and charming nature to sway others his way, but he only does so when he feels justified to.

* Naive: It is obvious by all his loudness and cheer that he is a bit childish. Sometimes he fails to remember all the bad things that had happened in the past, blinded by the second chance they were given by StarClan as if that dismissed all the bad things that happened. Pebblepaw is also immature in the way that he doesn't listen to logical reasoning, and instead listens only to his more brighter, sometimes foolish beliefs.

* Bold: The tom can be rather reckless with both his actions and his words. He rarely gives second thought to things, and usually acts out on his impulses. When he does, he does not hold back -- rather, he lacks a sense of reservation, and his passion can wind him up in trouble.

* Selfless: Pebblepaw, in the end, is selfless -- he values those around him far more than himself, from their happiness to their well-being. If he is able to, he will sacrifice his own rations for someone else who would have better use for them. But, this mindset is also dangerous, for he will not hesitate to risk his life if there is a possibility to save someone else's. He is also a bit self-depreciating in this sense, since he literally has no qualms about throwing himself into danger.

* Emotional: He has a big heart, and while it can be a blessing, it is capable of being a burden. He is heavily influenced by his emotions, and they cloud his judgement whenever it comes to decision making. He can be dramatic and over the top because of the strength he feels things with, and is a rather open book and quite predictable.

History
Born to a litter of four to Fernshade and Rockfire, Pebblekit was born when heat had still touched the previous world. While the times were simple and peaceful, his parents were on less agreeable terms -- Fernshade was not entirely excited for the kits, and after a few nights the litter were born, she turned to her warrior duties. Rockfire was upset with her actions, and took it upon himself to be active in their lives, from naming them to caring for them. The young kit had a pleasant kithood, the only bad memory being the death of his brother, Limpkit. Pebblekit doesn't remember much of his mother -- he didn't think much of her either as she was explained to him when he was older. He was confused and wondered why she left them, but he didn't over think it, either. It was around three moons that his brother, Sedgekit, discovered his interest in healing, and Pebblekit was in full support of his sibling. However, the medicine cat, Pinefrost, had chosen an apprentice by the name of Hazelpaw. The young tom tried to comfort his brother as his opportunity was taken, but he knew that Sedgekit still held ill feelings towards the she-cat for "taking" his place.

Not even a fortnight passed when Pebblepaw became an apprentice that the never ending leafbare began. Like Sedgepaw, he had been born with a heavy coat and thick fur. While he could complain about the chill and snow, he was in no immediate danger to the cold the leafbare brought, unlike his mother. She soon died of exposure, and Pebblepaw tried to mourn for her death, but could only manage to feel a true, faint sense of sadness about her death because of his unfamiliarity with her. His sister Shiverpaw was soon to follow after, passing from greencough. This had devastated him, and him and Sedgepaw, his last sibling, were still grieving over her death when someone told them that their father was missing. Pebblepaw would go out with Sedgepaw in the night to call for their father, but to no avail. The two brothers only had each other left, and formed a close bond with one another.

Despite the dark times, Pebblepaw was a highly optimistic cat. He acted as if it was greenleaf, and never really let the never ending leafbare get to him, even when things start to get worse. While he mourned for the deaths of his Clanmates, he comforted himself, knowing that they were in a better place among the ranks of StarClan, and oftentimes tried to encourage others to have a similar positive outlook. Sometimes it didn't work. He tried to have a normal apprenticeship, but the difficulties and responsibilities didn't allow such things to happen, and things never looked up. He was in the tunnels when they collapsed, and was among the last survivors of BrineClan. Maybe he was delusional, but he kept up the optimism, but this time, he kept it to himself. He began to grow restless -- the closeness the dark tunnels brought began to disturb him, but he put forth this energy to looking for a way out. Then the badgers came.

He had been fighting to protect a Clanmate -- he wasn't sure who through the chaos -- when a badger had grasped him by the throat in its maw, crushing it like mouse bones. He died by suffocation rather than a quick death, and his final memories of the last world were of him struggling for breath in the darkness as his Clanmates died around him. But then silence came, as well as light, and soon the pain ebbed away. He found he could breathe again. While he relished in the release of mortal pain, he could not accept the fact that he had died -- the youth had a long life ahead of him, and instead died in his grave under the earth that was already dead. He felt like his purpose was unfinished, and almost felt haunted. So he was more than just overjoyed when the proposition was made: to be sent down to the new world and lay out the foundations for their life anew. Needless to say, he was one of the first to make the transition, more than prepared for his second chance at life. And StarClan knows he won't waste it!
RELATIONSFamily

Father: Rockfire

Mother: Fernshade

Brothers: Sedgepaw, Limpkit

Sister: Shiverpaw

Mentor: Brokenspirit Past CrowcallApprentice: --

Relationship Status: Single
Mate: --
Kits: --

Relationships

= Acquaintance
= Uncertainty
= Friend
= Good Friend
= Family
= Crush
= Love
= Lust
= Greatly Dislike
/ = Despise

Feeling | Name - Occupation - Roleplayer
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE:#POKE-PARTY-MANIA RP with *Kalpaca

Thankfully Rena wasn’t one of those people who were afraid of the dark, or else she would have been in a real tight situation. But, the inky darkness wasn’t any help, either. The ship still tilted this way and that, and the thunder still shook just as hard. Sometimes there was a brief, weak flash of light, maybe from some distant window, but Rena wasn’t too focused on it, instead trying to keep her mind off the irregular rhythm the ship was rocking to. It was just a storm, she thought to herself, she needn’t worry. Her reassurance didn’t help, though.

Suddenly the top above her jarred a bit, and a silent gasp escaped her as she stuffed her face full of downy feathers, as if smothering herself would cease the movement. However, after she heard some voice above her, she realized it wasn’t the rocking ship that had caused the table to move, but somebody had ran into it, and as the realization came to her a strobe of light shined down on her feet. She drew them closer to herself as the figure knelt down, and she was momentarily blinded by the flashlight as it was shone upon her, but she identified the voice before she saw the face once her eyes adjusted to the light. “I-I’m not hiding,” she stated to Roman.

Rena flinched in surprise as she saw a dark shape come close, but once she realized it was only Danny, she sighed in relief; even if he was a ghost, the Haunter wasn’t as bad was Willo, whom she originally thought it was to be. “I mean, I’m not playing hide-and-seek,” she amended quietly, and paused for a moment before asking, “What’re you doing here, running into tables in the dark?”