Post by d i s a s t e r._] on Jun 4, 2008 17:46:20 GMT 9
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Name: Tempestsky
Clan: PineClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
Name: Tempestsky
Clan: PineClan
Gender: She-cat
Status: Warrior
Appearance:
Left alone with only,Personality:
reflections of a memory...
A cat of abnormally small stature, she is covered from muzzle to tail-tip in soft, short fur. This fur coats her every sinew, leaving not one part empty for skin to show through. The base colour of her coat is a thick, midnight-black, as dark as pure coal, and it is overlaid with random splotches of dark orange tabby, burnt orange coating the tips of her fur. Her body is covered in a light, uneven dust of this darkened tangerine colour, letting the thick, milky black show through in ellipses along her flank and stomach. Each limb is a coated in a solid paint of darkness, with the topmost part, where the limb attaches to her body, being etched with pallid ginger tabby fur before fading into the black of her paws and joints. Leading up her neck is black fur as well, with little streaks of persimmon woven into the fur, ending abruptly at her forehead, where an ochre-hued crescent shape to the right of her face outlines her eye, dripping down to her chest. The other side has a crescent of similar shape and colour, but is asymmetrical, over her left eye, leaving the fur between her eyes and her muzzle splotched in dark, inky black. Just beneath her nose, which is camouflaged the same dark colour as her muzzle, there is a strip of pallid ginger, slashed smoothly across her top lip and surrounded by black. Her ears are tipped with a similar light gamboge, contrasting greatly with the darkness of her body. A small splotch of white tints the fur of her chest, just below her chin, and tips each paw as well. She has a petite frame, just a little larger than a senior apprentice, but has the strength, agility and skill of a warrior, most noteably one of the best. Lean, yet muscled, this she-cat is not one to be doubted, with slender sinews in her limbs for speed and more toned and bulky muscles on her shoulders for strength in combat and endurance. Her figure is slightly emaciated, the long staved days of her past never leaving her, and she has since lessened to only a rare appetite, leaving her frame almost skeletal, yet muscular to make up for the lost strength.
Full alive,History:
and she knows,
how to believe
in futures...
Due to her small stature, she was pushed around a lot as an apprentice, constantly bullied and teased at by her clan mates, and never thought to ever become anything much when she grew up. From that, she built up a hard, cold exterior of which, blinded by the pain of her past, she does not let anything past. As an apprentice, she was shy and timid, letting herself be brought down by her peers and believing herself to be what they said, useless, weak and pathetic, a pent-up anger building slowly inside her, eating away at her insides. However, no longer the timorous cat she was before, she grew up to become a fierce, unforgiving warrior, known for her aggressiveness in combat and agility, movement wise. Do not doubt her, she is one of the most loyal cats in the clan and would do anything to protect them, and though she acts harshly towards others, her first priority is her clan, nothing else. One who treats her clanmates with both respect, severity and something like a distant kindness, she can have many violent mood swings, ranging from frustrated, raw anger to soft, cynical sarcasm that can attack any ages, apprentice to elder. Along with this a curt politeness for which she reserves for those she so dearly dislikes, a certain group of cats whom have no dignity for themselves whatsoever, with the latter being one of the few things she has left, one of the few things about her that she treasures most. Tempestsky has seen the harsh reality of life, from her painful, loveless childhood, and has never since believed in things they call ‘happy endings’. A headstrong and outgoing she-cat, she lives in the present, not caring what will happen later, because she seems to keep death so close to her and is one who seems unafraid of it, fears being past her now. Though she may seem fearless and unforgiving, she is at constant battle with herself in her mind, always wanting to prove the voices in her head wrong by being the best and through this working too hard. This mental strain takes its toll on her body, which already may not be able to handle it, as she tries to exceed others and not succumb to her weak, pitiful past, but who knows how long this may last. Or how long she will last.
ooc;;Uhm. xD well, it's included in the personality... O-o I'll just add some random stuff xDKin:
bic;;
And the angles singing say,
we are alone with you...
Growing up outside of the clan in rogue territory, her family rarely had enough food, and thus, her growth was stunted. Her mother and father, wanting her to have a better life, dropped her, a young kit of only 4 moons, in PineClan territory, shivering and emaciated from the long, tired days of starvation and hunger. Due to her small stature, she was pushed around a lot as an apprentice, constantly bullied and teased at by her clan mates, and never thought to ever become anything much when she grew up. From that, she built up a hard, cold exterior of which, blinded by the pain of her past, she does not let anything past. As an apprentice, she was shy and timid, letting herself be brought down by her peers and believing herself to be what they said, useless, weak and pathetic, a pent-up anger building slowly inside her, eating away at her insides.
None that she knows of. : /Other:
Uhm. xD None?