Description: For being a Loner, Whiskey takes great pride in her appearance and doesn't seem bothered much by the hardships of being on her own. Her long fur is mostly a brilliant white with the only markings being the gold and grey mask over her face and ears and the grey, orange and black fur covering her long, fluffy tail. Whiskey moves with pride and confidence in her step, turquoise eyes always scanning her surroundings on the lookout for danger or for someone with the potential for her to use.
Her body is lean but also muscled, moons spent on her own making her stronger for it. Whiskey moves silently and takes great care not to overstay her welcome so she always seems ready to bolt if she needs to. Her voice is often a sweet purr of sound used to lull others into giving her what she wants but when she's annoyed it's sharp and sarcastic with a biting edge to it.
Description Summary:A beautiful long furred she catwith a dappled face mask and turquoise eyes.
Personality: Whiskey is a handful to put things simply. Confident and cunning, she knows she's beautiful and isn't afraid to use that to get whatever she wants. Some male believes in love at first sight? Well then, he can hunt for her so she doesn't have to waste the energy doing so. Want kits? She'll provide, for a price. Need someone to disappear? Well then you'd better have something worth her while in return.
While she seems sweet and gentle, Whiskey is anything but. She's vicious and coldly calculating; it's how she's survived so long. She's willing to use anyone she can in any way she can and isn't afraid to do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. Whiskey is not a fan of water and doesn't swim well, but she'll pretend if some fool thinks playing in the water wins him the girl in the end. It's all about who she can manipulate for the things she wants.
She's not afraid to use her claws to defend herself but she's also not afraid to use her body towards the same end. It's all the same to her, and after all she's only looking out for number one. Anything and anyone else is just collateral damage. Despite her confidence in most any situation, Whiskey is also a very reckless cat at times. She goes into things and places that could get her hurt or killed because she thinks it's interesting and that often leads her into trouble.
Something few have ever discovered about Whiskey is that, while she talks a big game, she's actually a coward. She'll turn tail and run if she has the chance, only fighting if she is actually forced into a corner. Oh she'll bristle up and use her claws in a heartbeat, but if there's real danger to her life she's more likely to run than not. Thankfully, she hides this well until her mask of sweet innocence.
History: Whiskey comes from a long line of loners with the same name dating back several generations to a kitty-pet that was accidentally abandoned by her family when they went camping some distance away. Over time, from mother to daughter, the name was passed down and the family moved further and further away from where they'd begun. Always the story of the two-legs that weren't to be trusted was told and the mantra of 'The only one you can trust and depend on is yourself.' became a normal thing for the cats of this family.
When kits were born the parents took care of them until four or five moons old and then abandoned them, and Whiskey's mother was the same. She was the one chosen to carry the name as she looked the most like her ancestor. She didn't care personally but whatever made her mother happy. It was the only time she'd done something to please another, and when she was abandoned soon after gaining her name it was also the moment she learned the lesson of never trusting.
Time passed and Whiskey was always travelling, not fitting anywhere and not wanting to, she used those she needed to and discarded them once she was finished. She grew into a strong, competent huntress and a lethal fighter but learned early on that her looks gained her much more than violence did. It was a pain to hide herself, but also necessary. She thinks the clan cats are all idiots to rely on each other, but they make for easy prey when she catches some of the younger ones that don't know any better.
Now she travels from place to place, darting into clan territory when she dares to for food and hunting on the outskirts otherwise.