111misc wrote:Username : 111misc
Cat's Name : Whitedawn
Gender : {Tom or She-cat} She cat
Age : {In Moons} 20 Moons
Rank : {If outsider, list type} Warrior
Mate : {Specify who} "Never...Not after what happened."
Crush : {Specify who, if you want} "Not in this lifetime."
Kits : {List names of kits, if any} *hacks up a hairball* "Are you joking?"
Kin : {List all kin that matters} "That, my nosy friend, is really none of your buisness."
History : {Optional, but would greatly like!} *rolls eyes* "Fine. If you promise to stop harrassing me, Ill tell you: I was borne into the clan, and tada now I'm here. As long as you swear you wont rat on me to Rainstar, I can trust you enough to tell you that once, when I was an apprentice, and still Whitepaw, I met this loner...he was a pretty cute tom, and nicer than any one in the clan. I'm not telling you who he was, what good would that do? But, anyways, I snuck out a lot to see him--we were secret mates by the time I was a warrior. We were so in love....and then..." *sigh* "We got in a fight. Ill be honest with you; I've always been a great fighter, but I didnt think I was better than him. We faught, though...I still remember what it was about. I hadn't been able to get away for a while, the clan had kept me so busy, and he--in his infinite spare time, I guess--spotted another she-cat. I would be able to come at least twice a moon, but I guess it wasnt enough for him. When I came back one day, there were two kits by his side. And they didnt look like me. He told me he found them, but one of them, the male, looked so much like him that was impossible. We got into the fight, anyways, and I was so angry...I wasnt thinking. And....I killed him. Afterwards, I was so wrapped up in what I'd done, I couldnt even look at the kits, and I left them there, for their mother to come and pick up when she came back, before I left. Ever since then....well, its been hard to get the image of the two whimpering kits out of my head as they watched their father die by my paws."
Personality : {Required} Whitedawn is a very outspoken she cat. She will tell you what she is thinking all the time, even if it gets her in trouble. She is a wonderful fighter, as you know by now, and it is her gift. She is kind of cold, or rather, has been since the death of her late mate. Otherwise, she is actually a nice cat. She is misunderstood because of her blunt manner, and she never EVER told anyone about her old mate and his death, but besides that, when she had one moment of relapse, she is really nice, with a kind heart.
Description : {Detailed!} Whitedawn is really rather gorgeous. She has pure, snow white fur, that is long and soft, like silk. Golden dapples spot her pelt, making it look like sunlight streaming down on water. They are a light, bright yellow, and it makes her beautiful. Her face is lovely and triangular, with large, soft ears, and bright, crystal yellow eyes. Her eyes are as bright as the sun, and as golden as it as well; they are large and almond shaped, and usually swimming with emotions. Her whiskers are long and silver, and she has a small black nose. Her teeth and claws are in perfect condition, and a clean white. They are sharp as thorns. She has long legs and a thin, lithe body, and when she moves it is with utter grace. Her fur is long and soft, and her tail is heavily feathered and long, like a banner.
Picture : {Required picture of your cat!}
http://www.carstutz.ca/Galadriel7thBestLHKitten.JPG Just imagine the spots x3 couldnt find one with them...
Side-Notes : Snowcone. Also, if someone ever wants to create a charri for one of the two kits she left alive, that would create some fun drama
