Post by ☜killjoy creamy☞ on Nov 15, 2011 13:04:14 GMT -5
LUMINESCENTSKIES
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SPECIES:
Cat (Felis Catus)
GENDER:
She cat[shadow=black,left,300][glow=black,2,300]♀[/glow][/shadow]
DATE OF CREATION:
November 17th 2011
AGE:
Twenty Six Moons
ALLIANCE:
WindClan
RANK:
Deputy
PICTURE:
APPEARANCE:
If you happened to catch sight of me, out of the corner of your eye, it would be easy to mistake me for a kittypet. Many do. It may be my sleek, well groomed fur, or it could be my slender build. A build reminiscent of a cat who has never known hard work. I should be so lucky!
My face is smaller than most, cheekbones elegant and defined, jaw narrow and almost unnoticeable. My muzzle is pure white, with the exception of a faint strip of ginger across my nose. My nose is a delicate rose-pink, marred by nothing and as smooth as silk. Lengthy, indistinct ivory whiskers mottle my muzzle, merely flecks of silvery thread in the light.
My eyes are, perhaps, not my best feature. They are a dull shade of amber, tinted with olive-green flecks. Though they are certainly not stunning I do consider them rather becoming. For they are dark and moody, clouded with undistinguishable emotions. For that reason I do favour them to some extent, for they contrast astonishingly with my otherwise pretty but demure appearance, bring it to life slightly. Despite their tiresome and somewhat dingy shade they are unintentionally unique.
I am white with cinnamon smudge-like patches, blemishes if you like. Blemishes that speckle my pelt. My stomach, however, is a pure pearly white, the fur there is slightly longer and smoother than that of my back. It is thick, like a milky-white carpet that covers my belly. I am rather petite, smaller than many cats and far more slender, I care for my appearance, that much is obvious. Why else would my pelt be so velvety and unruffled? My hind and front legs are not lanky, quite the opposite. They are as small as can be, but not short and stocky, mind. In general my limbs are elfin and dainty. My paws strong but small. But that is not to say that I do not have a presence, oh no. I do not simply pad into my den, I glide, my head held high, a regal expression upon my muzzle. I cause many to stop and stare, despite my height.
PERSONALITY:
What are your thoughts on WindClan and it's Leadership?
In general, I believe WindClan to be a strong, powerful clan. It is often underestimated by others, however, that is all about to change. We have a strong Leader and together we run the clan with obvious success. I am a proud cat, so find it somewhat strange to be 'second in command'. But nonetheless, we both posses strong personalities that drive the clan on. Yes, we've had or disagreements and the clan has had it's fair share of difficulties, but in the end we always pull through.
What are your social skills like?
I pride myself in being a strong communicator, I enjoy the company of others and am good at sarting conversation. I hate awkward situations and try my best to avoid them with a few jokes here and there. On the other hand, I do serious fairly well and make strong descisons. I would say I have a strong personality and am a fair deputy though I prefer 'not to get my paws dirty.' in a sense. In other words, I let other do my dirty work for me. This is not a bad thing on the whole, though some cats do find it disagreeable.
Would you say you were
A) Vain?
B) Headstrong?
C) Cruel?
I would say that in a way I am all three. For example, I take pride in my appearance as I believe that no cat who does not at least try can not hope to be taken seriously. Also, first impressions do count in my opinion and I always strive to look my best.
However, I am also slightly headstrong. I am a proud cat and do not back down easily, I don't not believe this is a bad thing, we all have our own preferences and opinions, I would rather be headstrong than weak.
Cruel? I can be cruel. But as deputy you have to be harsh at times. Of course, I try to be as approachable as possible but sometimes one has to be serious.
What are you like as a cat, not a deputy?
You mean deep down? Beyond the warrior code, responsibilities and such? I have faith in myself and my actions, I also think myself to be a good judge of character in many ways. I do not question my instincts as I find they are usually correct. I do not trust cats easily, in my eyes cats must earn my trust, it is not a gift to be given lightly. I am deeply religious, StarClan guides me in everything I do and I follow them completely.
What are your faults?
I would say my main fault is my domineering attitude. I am overly bossy and controlling which is of great annoyance to all those who know me. I try to hide it, but with no success and it was to my great surprise that I was appointed deputy. Though I longed for the role I considered myself far too opinionated.
Another of my faults is my narcissim. I take vain to a whole new level! I'm not ashamed of it, to tell the truth. But I understand that some dislike me for it.
I can also be a little to harsh on others. I tend to judge without evidence and have too much confidence in myself. I understand that I'm not always correct but struggle to see when I'm wrong. I sometimes do upset others with my slight cruelty, not intentionally, I just can slip up on the fairness side of things once in a while.
What are your assets?
Don't get me started!
Honestly, I don't have many, I am truthful. However, this is not always such a positive thing. I can guarantee this though, you'll never catch me lieing.
I'd say I'm fairly trustworthy. I despise gossip and gossipers, a secret is always safe with me. I also listen to others and know a thing or two about trust. So yes, I am trustworthy. However, I do believe in the greater good. For example, I would chide a friend if they told me they did not believe in StarClan.
Apart from that? My only other asset is my huntings skills. My lithe body makes make a fast runner and a silent one at that. I tend to creep up on my prey then spring on them from behind.
What do you favour?
Warm weather;
Plentiful prey;
Company, especially that of toms;
My position as deputy.
What do you resent?
Liars;
Being conradicted;
Competition, of any kind;
Cats who do not believe in StarClan.
HISTORY:
I was born many moons ago, in the Queen's den of WindClan. Though I may not look it, I was the strongest of my three siblings who all perished soon after they were born. My mother and father were both of WindClan, though they were not mates. They mated only because the clan lacked kits at that time. My parents were never close to one another, they weren't even friends, and one would never see them together. In a way I suppose they were embarrassed, embarrassed that they han't realised what a burden kits would be and now despised each other for it.
I can hardly remember my siblings, they died so young that they were never named. My parents simply didn't care, we were mistakes anyway. So they remained unamed. As a kit I was terribly lonely, I wasn't close to either one of my parents and in a way I blamed them, for everything. I hated that they weren't like normal parents, that they didn't even interact or acknowledge each other. I was considered moody and temperamental by the other kit's mothers and they warned their kits to steer clear of me. I was shunned, shunned by the friends I never had and my parents.
As I reached apprenticehood I had hardly changed. I was unsociable and bitter, my poor mentor! I lacked friends and was extremely unpopular. At least, until the others realised my hunting skills. Suddenly I was the talk of the clan, the best, most dedicated apprentice for years. I loved it, the attention, the popularity, everything. Of course, it was all an act; they didn't like me for who I was, just my talents. But I had been the loner, the outsider, my whole life and finally it was me in the spotlight.
From then on, things changed. Suddenly my parents were out of the picture, unimportant compared to my new life. I began to shine, literally. It became apparent that my looks were...superior compared to the other apprentices. It was my turn, and I was going to make it count.
Soon I was a proud warrior of WindClan, my parents soon passed away and, though it sounds terribly unfeeling, I can't say it bothered me much. I made new real friends who liked me for the real me, not my accomplishments. My popularity was even larger among the toms of the clan and I had a few flings, but I never found the one. After being a warrior for a few moons I became Deputy, the proudest moment of my life. Words cannot describe the wonderful feeling that filled me and has remained with me, even after all this time.
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SPECIES:
Cat (Felis Catus)
GENDER:
She cat[shadow=black,left,300][glow=black,2,300]♀[/glow][/shadow]
DATE OF CREATION:
November 17th 2011
AGE:
Twenty Six Moons
ALLIANCE:
WindClan
RANK:
Deputy
PICTURE:
APPEARANCE:
If you happened to catch sight of me, out of the corner of your eye, it would be easy to mistake me for a kittypet. Many do. It may be my sleek, well groomed fur, or it could be my slender build. A build reminiscent of a cat who has never known hard work. I should be so lucky!
My face is smaller than most, cheekbones elegant and defined, jaw narrow and almost unnoticeable. My muzzle is pure white, with the exception of a faint strip of ginger across my nose. My nose is a delicate rose-pink, marred by nothing and as smooth as silk. Lengthy, indistinct ivory whiskers mottle my muzzle, merely flecks of silvery thread in the light.
My eyes are, perhaps, not my best feature. They are a dull shade of amber, tinted with olive-green flecks. Though they are certainly not stunning I do consider them rather becoming. For they are dark and moody, clouded with undistinguishable emotions. For that reason I do favour them to some extent, for they contrast astonishingly with my otherwise pretty but demure appearance, bring it to life slightly. Despite their tiresome and somewhat dingy shade they are unintentionally unique.
I am white with cinnamon smudge-like patches, blemishes if you like. Blemishes that speckle my pelt. My stomach, however, is a pure pearly white, the fur there is slightly longer and smoother than that of my back. It is thick, like a milky-white carpet that covers my belly. I am rather petite, smaller than many cats and far more slender, I care for my appearance, that much is obvious. Why else would my pelt be so velvety and unruffled? My hind and front legs are not lanky, quite the opposite. They are as small as can be, but not short and stocky, mind. In general my limbs are elfin and dainty. My paws strong but small. But that is not to say that I do not have a presence, oh no. I do not simply pad into my den, I glide, my head held high, a regal expression upon my muzzle. I cause many to stop and stare, despite my height.
PERSONALITY:
What are your thoughts on WindClan and it's Leadership?
In general, I believe WindClan to be a strong, powerful clan. It is often underestimated by others, however, that is all about to change. We have a strong Leader and together we run the clan with obvious success. I am a proud cat, so find it somewhat strange to be 'second in command'. But nonetheless, we both posses strong personalities that drive the clan on. Yes, we've had or disagreements and the clan has had it's fair share of difficulties, but in the end we always pull through.
What are your social skills like?
I pride myself in being a strong communicator, I enjoy the company of others and am good at sarting conversation. I hate awkward situations and try my best to avoid them with a few jokes here and there. On the other hand, I do serious fairly well and make strong descisons. I would say I have a strong personality and am a fair deputy though I prefer 'not to get my paws dirty.' in a sense. In other words, I let other do my dirty work for me. This is not a bad thing on the whole, though some cats do find it disagreeable.
Would you say you were
A) Vain?
B) Headstrong?
C) Cruel?
I would say that in a way I am all three. For example, I take pride in my appearance as I believe that no cat who does not at least try can not hope to be taken seriously. Also, first impressions do count in my opinion and I always strive to look my best.
However, I am also slightly headstrong. I am a proud cat and do not back down easily, I don't not believe this is a bad thing, we all have our own preferences and opinions, I would rather be headstrong than weak.
Cruel? I can be cruel. But as deputy you have to be harsh at times. Of course, I try to be as approachable as possible but sometimes one has to be serious.
What are you like as a cat, not a deputy?
You mean deep down? Beyond the warrior code, responsibilities and such? I have faith in myself and my actions, I also think myself to be a good judge of character in many ways. I do not question my instincts as I find they are usually correct. I do not trust cats easily, in my eyes cats must earn my trust, it is not a gift to be given lightly. I am deeply religious, StarClan guides me in everything I do and I follow them completely.
What are your faults?
I would say my main fault is my domineering attitude. I am overly bossy and controlling which is of great annoyance to all those who know me. I try to hide it, but with no success and it was to my great surprise that I was appointed deputy. Though I longed for the role I considered myself far too opinionated.
Another of my faults is my narcissim. I take vain to a whole new level! I'm not ashamed of it, to tell the truth. But I understand that some dislike me for it.
I can also be a little to harsh on others. I tend to judge without evidence and have too much confidence in myself. I understand that I'm not always correct but struggle to see when I'm wrong. I sometimes do upset others with my slight cruelty, not intentionally, I just can slip up on the fairness side of things once in a while.
What are your assets?
Don't get me started!
Honestly, I don't have many, I am truthful. However, this is not always such a positive thing. I can guarantee this though, you'll never catch me lieing.
I'd say I'm fairly trustworthy. I despise gossip and gossipers, a secret is always safe with me. I also listen to others and know a thing or two about trust. So yes, I am trustworthy. However, I do believe in the greater good. For example, I would chide a friend if they told me they did not believe in StarClan.
Apart from that? My only other asset is my huntings skills. My lithe body makes make a fast runner and a silent one at that. I tend to creep up on my prey then spring on them from behind.
What do you favour?
Warm weather;
Plentiful prey;
Company, especially that of toms;
My position as deputy.
What do you resent?
Liars;
Being conradicted;
Competition, of any kind;
Cats who do not believe in StarClan.
HISTORY:
I was born many moons ago, in the Queen's den of WindClan. Though I may not look it, I was the strongest of my three siblings who all perished soon after they were born. My mother and father were both of WindClan, though they were not mates. They mated only because the clan lacked kits at that time. My parents were never close to one another, they weren't even friends, and one would never see them together. In a way I suppose they were embarrassed, embarrassed that they han't realised what a burden kits would be and now despised each other for it.
I can hardly remember my siblings, they died so young that they were never named. My parents simply didn't care, we were mistakes anyway. So they remained unamed. As a kit I was terribly lonely, I wasn't close to either one of my parents and in a way I blamed them, for everything. I hated that they weren't like normal parents, that they didn't even interact or acknowledge each other. I was considered moody and temperamental by the other kit's mothers and they warned their kits to steer clear of me. I was shunned, shunned by the friends I never had and my parents.
As I reached apprenticehood I had hardly changed. I was unsociable and bitter, my poor mentor! I lacked friends and was extremely unpopular. At least, until the others realised my hunting skills. Suddenly I was the talk of the clan, the best, most dedicated apprentice for years. I loved it, the attention, the popularity, everything. Of course, it was all an act; they didn't like me for who I was, just my talents. But I had been the loner, the outsider, my whole life and finally it was me in the spotlight.
From then on, things changed. Suddenly my parents were out of the picture, unimportant compared to my new life. I began to shine, literally. It became apparent that my looks were...superior compared to the other apprentices. It was my turn, and I was going to make it count.
Soon I was a proud warrior of WindClan, my parents soon passed away and, though it sounds terribly unfeeling, I can't say it bothered me much. I made new real friends who liked me for the real me, not my accomplishments. My popularity was even larger among the toms of the clan and I had a few flings, but I never found the one. After being a warrior for a few moons I became Deputy, the proudest moment of my life. Words cannot describe the wonderful feeling that filled me and has remained with me, even after all this time.
