Post by peanut on Jul 9, 2007 19:06:42 GMT -5
Artemis
[/b]Is the name I was born with
Temi
Is what I also answer to
I was blessed a She-cat; 19[/b] moons ago
No Rules Bind[/font][/size] Me
When I look[/font][/size] into a pool of water, or a sheet of ice, I see a shiny black coat. But it isn't an everyday, run of the mill pelt; oh no! It is a topcoat of the purest silver, with black down running between the hairs and close to my skin. I look as though I descended from the stars themselves. My black nose and paw pads help me blend easily into the night. But sometimes the silvery topcoat fades, or is covered by my soft undercoat of black; it is then that I am most unstopable. But one of the most enchanting things about my reflection, or rather to you it would be my appearance, is my eyes. They are a most stunning silver at the outermost ridges, yet towards the middle they grow to flames of ash-gray. And almost always do they carry a playful (yes I know some call it taunting) look in them.
If I had to describe my personality, I would have to say that some of the first words that pop into my mind are; mischievious, playful, taunting, beautiful, witty, and yet still there is that one word.... that one word that I don't want to think I am. Yet, deep down inside I know that I could be a killer. Of course it would never be in vain; I would never kill another cat unless they made me very angry, or stood between me and my family. That's another word that would aptly describe me: Protective. That doesn't mean that I'll automatically like you, on the contrary I'm rather high maitenence. My thoughts are typically unmoveable, but I might--just might--consider boosting your status the more you dote upon me.
And if you wanted to listen to my story I would begin from my kithood. My mother gave birth to me in a cave many moons ago. Neither me nor my brother shared my mother's snow-white peltage. We were both born with the same peltage, my silver topcoat already prominent though my brother's was not. Athena, my mother, named my brother Apollo (Soon to be RPed by Razor), and I was given the name Artemis. Mother confined us to that cave for two moons, even when she went hunting. But as we turned two moons old, she allowed us to follow her into the woods. One time, my brother made too much noise and cost my mother her peice of fresh kill, so Athena refused to feed him that night.
OOC: STILL NOT DONE!
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