Post by dylan on Sept 1, 2012 22:16:47 GMT -5
Name: Flutter Flutterpaw Flutterstep
Age: Eleven Moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Loner - Soon to be StoneClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: short and soft with a long fluffy tail. the white patch over your muzzle stands out perfectly compared to the black in your face. you have tufts of fur over the tips of your ears, which are completely black. the back of your head and all the way down your back is black too which makes you look very beautiful. your legs and tail are black except for the tip of your tail and the single white paw which stands out decently. your chin and underbelly are completely white as well.
you have beautiful pale green eyes which stand out from the black very nicely. you have pale gold and brown flecks which make it look like your eyes are more of a hazel color but when you are close up it is every easy to tell that your eyes are green. your second eye is missing from your mentor whom decided you didn't need it.
Description Summary: A medium length furred, tuxedo she-cat with one emerald eye.
Personality: silence. silence and fighting is all you need for your life. you are perfectly content with picking a fight with whomever you can find and letting them know who you are and that you really can fight. you consider yourself to be one of the best and also consider yourself to be always right, even though it tends to annoy other cats. you also love the idea of dying, thinking that it would be great to know what it felt like to die.
you hate kits and apprentices, thinking that they are annoying and preferring not to have anything to do with them. you also hate the idea of mates, thinking that staying with the same cat for the rest of your life is an idiotic idea. you hate she-cats, which includes yourself. the main reason why you hate she-cats is because they are almost always needy or just trying to get attention for something that you would never consider giving attention to.
you fear very few things, one of which being with a brute that is too controlling and controlling brute in general. you aren't completely sure why you hate the idea, but you don't like being held down by anyone or anything, and that is most likely your reasoning for it. you also hate being around spiders. you hate them because they are ugly and creepy and that is about the only thing in the world that could possibly freak you out for a long period of time.
History: She was born in the loner lands, her mother was called Butterfly and her father was named Tornstep. Her mother had run away from the clans when she found out she was pregnant, not wanting anyone to know that she was capable of compassion. she had given birth to the kits in the middle of a thunderstorm and left them to die without being fed or giving them a chance to absorb her scent. Flutter had not been the only kit born that day, but it was also Flower and Malice, her brother and sister. (these cats may be put up for adoption and can be adopted if someone chooses to make them)
Flutter had been the first born kit and also the strongest so the first thing she managed to do was squirm after her mother. But when she realized that her mother wasn't coming back, her heart hardened and her eyes turned cold, just as they have been ever since. Flutter had been only an hour old before Redbird found their litter and took them to a she-cat which let them feed and in turn saved their lives.
The brute showed little interest in the other kits and really just took to Flutter, thinking that they were too weak for what he wanted her to do. She had seen watched him kill her adopted mother when they were only four moons old. He had left her brother and sister to die and brought Flutter with him in hopes to turn her into the cold blooded killer that she is today.
The training started the next day. Redbird harmed her in every way he knew until she was forced to fight back to save her life. She had no problem admitting that she liked the fighting after awhile, finding it a perfect way to release the hatred that was slowly boiling up inside of her for her mother.
as time went on she became one of the strongest apprentices in the forest and could have moved on from the training when she was only ten moons old but she was constantly learning things. The only problem was that when she was learning these things, she was killing cats too. She didn't know it was bad because that was all she had ever grown up around.
But one day she met a cat that changed her life. He became her best friend, and when she found out that he was a clan-cat, she attempted to run away. But Redbird found out and held her captive as well as killing her friend. Little did she know that the friend she had made was actually her father.
Redbird kept her in the camp he had set up for cats like her, taking more to replace her even though no other cat was as good as she. It took three cats to do the job that she did and it annoyed him so greatly that he began to beat her every day until she had learned what she had done was wrong.
But what happened wasn't what he had expected. She became upset with him beating her one night and attacked him back, almost killing him. But the wound he gave her lasts still to this day. He removed her left eye and left her half blind. But that didn't stop her fighting. She never lost. He was killed that day. But what happened next was still a surprise to poor Flutter.
RP Example: She watched the snow fall around her as she walked, her small black paws pressing into the snow as she walked. Her tail flicked back and forth as her green ocular narrowed. The left eye was missing, just as it had been for most of her life. She twitched her tail again and gazed at the ground that she walked on. Her patience was almost completely gone and she was not in the mood to put up with anyone or anything, and that included her own mate as he considered to call them. She didn't like the word and merely said they were together because of the clan. The clan needed it so they were together. that was it. Flutterstep walked slowly, tail raised just above the ground and slowly twitching back and forth at it's end.
flutterstep was searching for something. she wasn't sure what, but she knew that she was looking for something or someone. each step drew her closer to the warriors den, almost like the secret inside of her wanted to be let out at that moment, but flutterstep knew that that wasn't an option until she was done with rowanstar. until she was done with him, she would only accidentally wander back. with a frustrated sigh, the she-cat walked back to the edge of the camp and sat down near the warriors den. the voices that were inside were warm and laughing, compared to the outside world. she would never fit in with that. she had always been the cat to end the conversation when she walked into the den. but she had learned that when they were like this, they didn't like being disturbed, especially by something such as her. so she laid in the snow on her stomach, front paws crossed and her head on her paws.
her single green eye followed the cats around camp. only a few cats were out in this. herself and a few other misfit warriors as well as a group of apprentices who had moved their fun to the outside where they were scooping and flinging snow at each other as well as throwing it at each other with their hind legs. with a yawn that split her jaw, she rolled her eyes and turned her head, quietly gazing at the leader's den, suddenly wishing that she had never ventured out of camp the previous day. with a heavy sigh, she lifted her body and walked toward the entrance of camp. her single green eye looked defeated as she laid at the entrance, watching it quietly and with a protecting stare. her nose pressed into the snow where she closed her eyes and felt her senses be numbed. with a small sigh, she closed her eyes before raising her head and her ears. flutterstep. the femme turned her head and gazed at her addresser, waiting to answer whatever this cat wanted and then send it on it's way.
Other: Nopers. ^-^
Age: Eleven Moons
Gender: she-cat
Clan: Loner - Soon to be StoneClan
Rank: Apprentice
Picture:
Description: short and soft with a long fluffy tail. the white patch over your muzzle stands out perfectly compared to the black in your face. you have tufts of fur over the tips of your ears, which are completely black. the back of your head and all the way down your back is black too which makes you look very beautiful. your legs and tail are black except for the tip of your tail and the single white paw which stands out decently. your chin and underbelly are completely white as well.
you have beautiful pale green eyes which stand out from the black very nicely. you have pale gold and brown flecks which make it look like your eyes are more of a hazel color but when you are close up it is every easy to tell that your eyes are green. your second eye is missing from your mentor whom decided you didn't need it.
Description Summary: A medium length furred, tuxedo she-cat with one emerald eye.
Personality: silence. silence and fighting is all you need for your life. you are perfectly content with picking a fight with whomever you can find and letting them know who you are and that you really can fight. you consider yourself to be one of the best and also consider yourself to be always right, even though it tends to annoy other cats. you also love the idea of dying, thinking that it would be great to know what it felt like to die.
you hate kits and apprentices, thinking that they are annoying and preferring not to have anything to do with them. you also hate the idea of mates, thinking that staying with the same cat for the rest of your life is an idiotic idea. you hate she-cats, which includes yourself. the main reason why you hate she-cats is because they are almost always needy or just trying to get attention for something that you would never consider giving attention to.
you fear very few things, one of which being with a brute that is too controlling and controlling brute in general. you aren't completely sure why you hate the idea, but you don't like being held down by anyone or anything, and that is most likely your reasoning for it. you also hate being around spiders. you hate them because they are ugly and creepy and that is about the only thing in the world that could possibly freak you out for a long period of time.
History: She was born in the loner lands, her mother was called Butterfly and her father was named Tornstep. Her mother had run away from the clans when she found out she was pregnant, not wanting anyone to know that she was capable of compassion. she had given birth to the kits in the middle of a thunderstorm and left them to die without being fed or giving them a chance to absorb her scent. Flutter had not been the only kit born that day, but it was also Flower and Malice, her brother and sister. (these cats may be put up for adoption and can be adopted if someone chooses to make them)
Flutter had been the first born kit and also the strongest so the first thing she managed to do was squirm after her mother. But when she realized that her mother wasn't coming back, her heart hardened and her eyes turned cold, just as they have been ever since. Flutter had been only an hour old before Redbird found their litter and took them to a she-cat which let them feed and in turn saved their lives.
The brute showed little interest in the other kits and really just took to Flutter, thinking that they were too weak for what he wanted her to do. She had seen watched him kill her adopted mother when they were only four moons old. He had left her brother and sister to die and brought Flutter with him in hopes to turn her into the cold blooded killer that she is today.
The training started the next day. Redbird harmed her in every way he knew until she was forced to fight back to save her life. She had no problem admitting that she liked the fighting after awhile, finding it a perfect way to release the hatred that was slowly boiling up inside of her for her mother.
as time went on she became one of the strongest apprentices in the forest and could have moved on from the training when she was only ten moons old but she was constantly learning things. The only problem was that when she was learning these things, she was killing cats too. She didn't know it was bad because that was all she had ever grown up around.
But one day she met a cat that changed her life. He became her best friend, and when she found out that he was a clan-cat, she attempted to run away. But Redbird found out and held her captive as well as killing her friend. Little did she know that the friend she had made was actually her father.
Redbird kept her in the camp he had set up for cats like her, taking more to replace her even though no other cat was as good as she. It took three cats to do the job that she did and it annoyed him so greatly that he began to beat her every day until she had learned what she had done was wrong.
But what happened wasn't what he had expected. She became upset with him beating her one night and attacked him back, almost killing him. But the wound he gave her lasts still to this day. He removed her left eye and left her half blind. But that didn't stop her fighting. She never lost. He was killed that day. But what happened next was still a surprise to poor Flutter.
RP Example: She watched the snow fall around her as she walked, her small black paws pressing into the snow as she walked. Her tail flicked back and forth as her green ocular narrowed. The left eye was missing, just as it had been for most of her life. She twitched her tail again and gazed at the ground that she walked on. Her patience was almost completely gone and she was not in the mood to put up with anyone or anything, and that included her own mate as he considered to call them. She didn't like the word and merely said they were together because of the clan. The clan needed it so they were together. that was it. Flutterstep walked slowly, tail raised just above the ground and slowly twitching back and forth at it's end.
flutterstep was searching for something. she wasn't sure what, but she knew that she was looking for something or someone. each step drew her closer to the warriors den, almost like the secret inside of her wanted to be let out at that moment, but flutterstep knew that that wasn't an option until she was done with rowanstar. until she was done with him, she would only accidentally wander back. with a frustrated sigh, the she-cat walked back to the edge of the camp and sat down near the warriors den. the voices that were inside were warm and laughing, compared to the outside world. she would never fit in with that. she had always been the cat to end the conversation when she walked into the den. but she had learned that when they were like this, they didn't like being disturbed, especially by something such as her. so she laid in the snow on her stomach, front paws crossed and her head on her paws.
her single green eye followed the cats around camp. only a few cats were out in this. herself and a few other misfit warriors as well as a group of apprentices who had moved their fun to the outside where they were scooping and flinging snow at each other as well as throwing it at each other with their hind legs. with a yawn that split her jaw, she rolled her eyes and turned her head, quietly gazing at the leader's den, suddenly wishing that she had never ventured out of camp the previous day. with a heavy sigh, she lifted her body and walked toward the entrance of camp. her single green eye looked defeated as she laid at the entrance, watching it quietly and with a protecting stare. her nose pressed into the snow where she closed her eyes and felt her senses be numbed. with a small sigh, she closed her eyes before raising her head and her ears. flutterstep. the femme turned her head and gazed at her addresser, waiting to answer whatever this cat wanted and then send it on it's way.
Other: Nopers. ^-^