Privetpaw is a small and lanky cat with a narrow body and oval-shaped face. They have lovely short, white fur and big amber eyes. On their fur is small specks of black tabby coating. A majority of their tabby stripes are seen on their thin tail. The tip of their tail is jet black, leaving room for the stripes and darker greys to show towards the end. Privetpaw's skinny nature has often given them an advantage in battle, as they are quicker and less vulnerable to attacks. During leaf-bare their body seems to weaken, as their bones show under their pelt and their eyes grow dull with fatigue. They are known to be more susceptible to illness during the wintery season.

As a kit who was born to a Ridgeclan parent, Privetpaw has faced many challenges in their home. Raised solely in Prairieclan, Privetkit was the kit of a young molly named Raincloud who, unfortunately, did not survive the labor. She was far too weak after traveling around in the war, with the added stress of a new environment. It was no surprise that she lost a majority of her litter besides Privetkit. Since her death, a tom named Troutnose has stepped up and taken over raising Privetpaw. Though he has reached out, Privetkit always felt disconnected from him and other Prairieclan cats. Perhaps due to their disability.

Privetpaw was born without hearing in one ear, and only the ability to discern loud sounds with the other. The clan has been mostly accepting of their disabilities, though a few stragglers tend to hate on them no matter what. Those with the mindsets of thorns and stems seem to be the most cynical towards Privetpaw's origins and their abilities. Privetpaw pretends to pay them no mind, but seeing the warrior's cast glances their way has always made them self-conscious.

Privetpaw has always wondered what it's like to be raised with a blood-related family. Enviously they would stare across the way at the kits who played with their siblings. Never would Privetpaw have that. Their only solice was finding ways to keep busy. Training or aiding the elders seemed to be the easiest way to do that.

Privetpaw earned their apprentice name at 6 moons like any other cat, but the debate went on as to who could mentor the apprentice. Troutnose was the closest to the apprentice, and seemed to be able to communicate with them easier than any other warrior. Thus, he was named their mentor, much to Privetpaw's excitement.

They have devoted themselves to training, though ocassionally their eyes wander to an apprentice of the same age, Fuzzypaw. Fuzzypaw and Privetpaw have been denmates for as long as Privetpaw could open their eyes. They've always enjoyed the tom's company... to the extent that it has become more than a longing for friendship. Afraid of rejection, Privetpaw has never tried to communicate their feelings. Nor do they have any intention of trying to.

Pre-Plotting: As a budding apprentice in the clan, no one would expect for them to have so much on their plate. Although Privetpaw themselves was born and raised in Prarieclan they feel the lasting effects of their mother, who was a strong Ridgeclan warrior before she fled her clan during the war. Privetpaw is still looked down upon by warriors of the Heather or Amaryllis association, and sometimes feels more at-home with warriors who are originally from Ridgeclan. Due to this Privetpaw can easily befriend those of the bud affiliation. Though they personally fall under the alignment of peony.

Besides this, Privetpaw also has a companion whom they have loved since their early apprenticeship. Fuzzypaw (played by Fen) is a friend of Privetpaw's, and the person whom Privetpaw finds the most frustrating. They think he's handsome, but self-centered, and stubborn. Yet Privetpaw has never been able to say they dislike their time spent with him. They can never confess these feelings to him as their deafness prevents proper conversation, so Privetpaw has always been stuck pining from afar. Eventually, they will also have to watch as Fuzzypaw falls for another. Never destined to be with his secret admirer.

Yet another relationship that will eventually blossom into something more for Privetpaw is their relationship with Troutnose, which is currently that of mere apprentice and mentor. Troutnose has been with Privetpaw since birth, and has always cared for the apprentice. Privetpaw feels the same, but hesitates to admit it. They fear Troutnose's rejection, as they do with Fuzzypaw.

Family:
Family? Privetpaw seemed taken aback by the sudden question. At first they thought they had heard wrong. They shook their head solemnly, as if to reply "no."

Privetpaw has never known their birth-family. Their mother was a Ridgeclan molly whom died soon after giving birth to Privetkit, her only surviving kin. Raincloud never gave a name for the kit's father, so that remains unknown to the apprentice. Privetpaw thinks he likely died in the war.

Otherwise, Privetpaw has spent most of their time with Troutnose, a Prairieclan tom whom practically raised them since they were born. Privetpaw thinks of Troutnose fondly, but hesitates to admit that they are close enough to be "family."

Friends:
Yet another question that had Privetpaw stumped. The only cat they had considered a friend would be Fuzzypaw. They scratched a single claw mark into the dirt below their paws.

Fuzzypaw is someone who Privetpaw grew up with. As two apprentces with the same age, Privetpaw has always considered the two of them as equals. Privetpaw feels that Fuzzypaw is the only one who treats them as he does any other cat. The same kind of... well, indifference? Privetpaw has neither been above nor below anyone else in Fuzzypaw's eyes.

Romance:
Privetpaw becomes bashful at the question, shrugging their shoulders hesitantly. How could they admit to a stranger a crush they can't even confess to? No way!

Rivals:
They soon became tense, fur standing on end as they thought of all the cats in the clan so avidly against cats with Ridgeclan origins.

Anyone who shot Privetpaw a dark glare was likely considered a rival to them. Someone they had to prove their worth to, or else they feared the worst may happen.

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