Post by Deleted on Aug 15, 2017 11:08:14 GMT -5
Name: Juliet
Age: 23 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Picture:
Description:
Juliet, at first glance, is a siamese she-cat. With distinctive cream colouring and dark black-brown points, it is clear where her heritage come from. Her ears are a dark black, along with her nose and muzzle, which fades rapidly to an ashy-brown. Her paws are completely black, slowly fading into a soft brown at the elbow and turning back to cream at the shoulder. The dark brown colour of her tail starts almost immediately at the base that follows off the spine, which is only very slightly darker than her cream base colour. Her eyes are an incredible rich blue and are captivating, some cats becoming mesmerized in their depths. Although 'eyes are the windows to the soul', Juliet's eyes rarely flash emotion - only showing excitement through large pupils are hostility through a narrowed glare.
Juliet has the 'old-fashioned' body type for siamese cats. These means, despite being quite large-boned, Juliet's body is long and slim, matched with a soft triangular face and large ears. She is quite muscular, her strength compact into her slender frame, and is an incredible leaper due to her taut shoulders and powerful haunches that are longer than her front legs. This she-cat walks with a very confident gait, her tail and head raised, and speaks differently compared to clan cats. Her voice is very clear, lilting and gentle - a speech pattern she picked up from her mother as a kitten.
Description Summary:
A mesmerizing cream-coloured she-cat with dark brown points and vivid blue eyes.
Personality:
Juliet is a very bold cat. Confident. Cocky. She is incredibly sure of herself as a being which can be irksome to other cats, and she is rarely troubled by large crowds. Disrespectful is a good description for her at first glance, she believes that her respect must be earned and it isn't guaranteed. This isn't to say she is cruel or rude, quite the opposite. Juliet is very friendly which can be over-bearing and is always willing to try and make a good first impression - especially if she is in a flirty mood.
She is as smart as a whip and has the tongue to match - witty banter or smooth flirts being her favourite type of communication. Curious in nature, Juliet is known to get her nose into everything, including other cats' business. With those she is close to, Juliet is incredibly affectionate and gentle - never saying a cruel word or raising a paw to harm them.
If plunged into a situation without her consent, Juliet can become quite the nervous cat - shown in a bristling tail or crooked ear rather than her voice, which remains as clear as usual.
History:
Juliet was born to a loner called Rosaline within a twoleg camp. She was born alongside a sickly brother called Tybalt who sadly passed before he saw his third moon. The two she-cats were hit hard by this loss but Rosaline shoved her way through the grieving process before she had gotten over Tybalt's death - causing her to become more callous and demanding of Juliet, secretly fearing the loss of her second kit.
Rosaline trained Juliet with brutal efficiency to be as agile as possible so she could travel through the twoleg territories with ease. The first 10 moons of her life were filled to the brim with races, challenges and training. Usually exhausted by the end of these sessions, Juliet slowly began to tire of this life despite becoming an incredibly agile cat due to the training. Rosaline didn't help matters. Her mother snapped and yowled orders at Juliet and increased her training twice fold if she felt the she-cat was keeping up to speed.
As soon as she reached 20 moons, Juliet snapped and had a fierce argument with her mother - complaining about the harsh treatment and cruel, pointless 'training'. Her mother snapped back with unexpected venom, claiming that Tybalt would have never let her down like this. Stung, Juliet turned away from the she-cat and fled. Rosaline believed she would be back once she cooled off and became increasingly worried as Juliet didn't return for days - and never would.
Juliet wandered the twoleg territories by herself, aiming to put as much distance as she could between herself and Rosaline. Her confidence grew by the daily, free from her mother's constant criticism. She had a few mates here and there but rarely stayed for long - always leaving without telling the cat involved, as she had down with Rosaline.
Eventually, Juliet decided to enter the forests that she found bordering the twolegs and kept walking in a single direction. She was surprised during Greenleaf at the abundance of prey and found food easily during these moons - but struggled during Leafbare, used to being able to eat twoleg scraps during the cold moons. As if on impulse, Juliet took to following a single stream, walking against its current, curious as to where it leads and without any other goals. The stream got larger until it built into a large river and Juliet followed it for moons. She rarely came across other cats and when she did, she didn't stop to chat - it was as if another cat had taken control of her paws and Juliet was curious as to where her steps would lead.
After a very long journey, Juliet stopped behind a scent-marked border. Curious by the many different smells, used to only smelling one cat's scent marker at a time, Juliet followed along the border, smelling many different scents. She found another border, mixed with the scents of the first and the scent of a second group - conflicting with each other and smelling very different. This territory was covered in large stones and Juliet caught a glimpse of a few cats as she moved along the border, and was thankful that she wasn't seen. The third border separated the stones and the moorland but Juliet kept moving, deciding to stop at the large forests that lay still just beyond the moorland.
Presently, Juliet has made her den near the border of Treeclan and Lightningclan - taking great care to avoid the fur-bristling scents that she would later learn belonged to Demon. She has begun to scent mark along the border as well, hoping to stir up a little excitement as she grows bolder outside the territories.
RP Example: n/a
Other: Juliet is a gay. Homosexuality purchase pending...
Were You Referred? nope
Age: 23 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Picture:
Description:
Juliet, at first glance, is a siamese she-cat. With distinctive cream colouring and dark black-brown points, it is clear where her heritage come from. Her ears are a dark black, along with her nose and muzzle, which fades rapidly to an ashy-brown. Her paws are completely black, slowly fading into a soft brown at the elbow and turning back to cream at the shoulder. The dark brown colour of her tail starts almost immediately at the base that follows off the spine, which is only very slightly darker than her cream base colour. Her eyes are an incredible rich blue and are captivating, some cats becoming mesmerized in their depths. Although 'eyes are the windows to the soul', Juliet's eyes rarely flash emotion - only showing excitement through large pupils are hostility through a narrowed glare.
Juliet has the 'old-fashioned' body type for siamese cats. These means, despite being quite large-boned, Juliet's body is long and slim, matched with a soft triangular face and large ears. She is quite muscular, her strength compact into her slender frame, and is an incredible leaper due to her taut shoulders and powerful haunches that are longer than her front legs. This she-cat walks with a very confident gait, her tail and head raised, and speaks differently compared to clan cats. Her voice is very clear, lilting and gentle - a speech pattern she picked up from her mother as a kitten.
Description Summary:
A mesmerizing cream-coloured she-cat with dark brown points and vivid blue eyes.
Personality:
Juliet is a very bold cat. Confident. Cocky. She is incredibly sure of herself as a being which can be irksome to other cats, and she is rarely troubled by large crowds. Disrespectful is a good description for her at first glance, she believes that her respect must be earned and it isn't guaranteed. This isn't to say she is cruel or rude, quite the opposite. Juliet is very friendly which can be over-bearing and is always willing to try and make a good first impression - especially if she is in a flirty mood.
She is as smart as a whip and has the tongue to match - witty banter or smooth flirts being her favourite type of communication. Curious in nature, Juliet is known to get her nose into everything, including other cats' business. With those she is close to, Juliet is incredibly affectionate and gentle - never saying a cruel word or raising a paw to harm them.
If plunged into a situation without her consent, Juliet can become quite the nervous cat - shown in a bristling tail or crooked ear rather than her voice, which remains as clear as usual.
History:
Juliet was born to a loner called Rosaline within a twoleg camp. She was born alongside a sickly brother called Tybalt who sadly passed before he saw his third moon. The two she-cats were hit hard by this loss but Rosaline shoved her way through the grieving process before she had gotten over Tybalt's death - causing her to become more callous and demanding of Juliet, secretly fearing the loss of her second kit.
Rosaline trained Juliet with brutal efficiency to be as agile as possible so she could travel through the twoleg territories with ease. The first 10 moons of her life were filled to the brim with races, challenges and training. Usually exhausted by the end of these sessions, Juliet slowly began to tire of this life despite becoming an incredibly agile cat due to the training. Rosaline didn't help matters. Her mother snapped and yowled orders at Juliet and increased her training twice fold if she felt the she-cat was keeping up to speed.
As soon as she reached 20 moons, Juliet snapped and had a fierce argument with her mother - complaining about the harsh treatment and cruel, pointless 'training'. Her mother snapped back with unexpected venom, claiming that Tybalt would have never let her down like this. Stung, Juliet turned away from the she-cat and fled. Rosaline believed she would be back once she cooled off and became increasingly worried as Juliet didn't return for days - and never would.
Juliet wandered the twoleg territories by herself, aiming to put as much distance as she could between herself and Rosaline. Her confidence grew by the daily, free from her mother's constant criticism. She had a few mates here and there but rarely stayed for long - always leaving without telling the cat involved, as she had down with Rosaline.
Eventually, Juliet decided to enter the forests that she found bordering the twolegs and kept walking in a single direction. She was surprised during Greenleaf at the abundance of prey and found food easily during these moons - but struggled during Leafbare, used to being able to eat twoleg scraps during the cold moons. As if on impulse, Juliet took to following a single stream, walking against its current, curious as to where it leads and without any other goals. The stream got larger until it built into a large river and Juliet followed it for moons. She rarely came across other cats and when she did, she didn't stop to chat - it was as if another cat had taken control of her paws and Juliet was curious as to where her steps would lead.
After a very long journey, Juliet stopped behind a scent-marked border. Curious by the many different smells, used to only smelling one cat's scent marker at a time, Juliet followed along the border, smelling many different scents. She found another border, mixed with the scents of the first and the scent of a second group - conflicting with each other and smelling very different. This territory was covered in large stones and Juliet caught a glimpse of a few cats as she moved along the border, and was thankful that she wasn't seen. The third border separated the stones and the moorland but Juliet kept moving, deciding to stop at the large forests that lay still just beyond the moorland.
Presently, Juliet has made her den near the border of Treeclan and Lightningclan - taking great care to avoid the fur-bristling scents that she would later learn belonged to Demon. She has begun to scent mark along the border as well, hoping to stir up a little excitement as she grows bolder outside the territories.
RP Example: n/a
Other: Juliet is a gay. Homosexuality purchase pending...
Were You Referred? nope