Post by lizzeh on May 1, 2007 17:02:19 GMT -5
Name: Tabby
Gender: She-cat
[/b]Gender: She-cat
Clan: Kittypet
Rank: Kittypet. Hoping to become a proud queen
Description: She is a pretty tabby. She has all sorts of brown striped down her sides. A long, soft white stripe goes from her chin to in between her back legs. Each of her paws are also white. Around her neck, which her twolegs put there, is an orange bandana with Harley Davidson symbols on it. She is very skinny.
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Personality: She can be a bit, motherly. Yet she is usually a normal she-cat. Protective over her loved ones, and can be a bit flirtatious. She is proud of her kittypet name. She loves to take care of those who need it. She would make a great medicine cat if she were in a clan.
History: She was born to Thunderclan, loyal, medicine cat apprentice. Then, she met a kittypet tom. He was handsome, and everything she wanted. She was caught sneaking out by the deputy, and she had to decide. She stayed in Thunderclan, feeling a terrible pull at her heart. Although she had stopped eating, and sleeping. Everyone became concerned for her. Finally, the pain became something that started to eat away at her heart. She snuck off while on her way to a gathering at Fourtrees. She went into kittypet life. Enjoying it. Unfortunately, her love was taken by a large monster shortly after she arrived. She tried to get out, but soon got used to her kittypet life. She wouldn't trade her choice for Silverpelt.
IC: Fresh-kill. Something her lips hadn't tasted in moons since she left Thunderclan. She had grown used to the tasteless food the Two-legs gave her, and she decided for a break. She quickly padded around the scent-markers of Thunderclan, hoping to find something outside of them. Her nose suddenly caught something, other then the scent markers. Instinct took over as she crouched low, readjusting her claws, eyes filled with excitement. She licked her lips slowly, keeping all of her senses attentive. Mouse. Exactly what it smelt like. She would be a happy cat tonight. Her nose pulled her head towards the left, as she soon spotted the foolish gray creature eating a small seed. BAM! She shot after it, the mouse soon realizing it, and as well running from her. She cursed herself, praying to dear Starclan she would get this catch! POUNCE! Down the mouse went after the blow of her wait. Ever since leaving Thunderclan her hunting skills grew poor, but happily she picked up the lifeless critter and scurried home. The familier, sweet taste of blood spilling onto her tongue.
Codeword: Road Bend
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