by MintCat » Thu Jun 14, 2012 8:20 am
Kit Form
Username: MintCat
Kit's Name: Blank-kit
Warrior Name: Blankeyes
Gender: She-Cat
Description (No pictures, detailed): A pure, snowy white she-cat with no other colours on her whatsoever. Her eyes are a very light shade of gray, almost white, and she has dainty and small paws. Her tail is very fluffy, and rather long for a cat of her size. Her overall build is small, and makes her seem like a tiny little kit, which she doesn't like,
Age (In moons): 3 moons.
Personality: Blank-kit has what you could call a multiple personality disorder. Her main personality is a cat who is a pessimist, and a bit of a sadist. She is cold, snarky, and a bit mean. She is great at hiding in leaf-bare, her light weight and small paws making her silent, along with her habit of almost never speaking. She loves to fight and hunt, mainly because it lets her take her sadistic personality and use it to her advantage. With this personality, it makes Blank-kit a cat who would "see that glass half empty". However, her other personality is almost the exact oppisite. The other Blank-kit is cheerful, bubbly, and is a cat that others just can't help liking. She is rather sweet and very innocent, but is also shy, and doesn't talk often. This little she-cat is playful and kind, which is a shame, since this personality doesn't emerge often. The peppy side of Blank-kit is rather fond of Ghostkit.
Mother: Not sure.
Father: Not sure.
Kin: N/A
Example of your typical post: You know meeeee....
(*Cracks knuckles* Blank-kit is going to be so fun to RP.... By the way, could you reserve the prefix Mint? Sorry with all the reserving, but I have big plans for these cats....)
Rabbitleap followed Kestrelpaw's gaze, and frown slightly at Tigerpaw. "Don't let them upset you...." The warrior murmured, running his tail along the apprentice's spine, "They're just jealous...." At Kestrelpaw's remark, Rabbitleap answered, "Yes, the clan is really growning strong...." He cast a glance at Ospreyfeather, who was sitting with Ghostkit. He rather liked the kit, even though he wasn't very social. "Poor Ghostkit..." The warrior murmured, "He's going to miss Featherkit, and now there isn't anyone in the nursery to play with him...."
Flashfire sat in camp, his amber eyes fixated on Shadowstar. When she didn't start the ceremeony, the ginger and gray warrior sighed, and lowered himself into a crouch, glancing around camp.
(I don't really have much else to post.... Flashfire is free.)