Post by Seabiscuit on Sept 8, 2009 22:51:45 GMT -5
Basics: Cherokee. Kittypet.
Picture: i32.tinypic.com/2zog1zo.jpg
Name: Cherokee
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Fifteen moons
Loyalty: Kittypet
Rank: Kittypet
Appearance: A black she-cat with golden eyes and a white patch
Pelt: Short and thick.
Pelt Color: Black.
Eye Color: Gold.
Build: Small and lean.
Distinguishing Features: Cherokee's pelt is jet black all over, save one spot on her lower belly. Its a splotch of white.
Personality: Cherokee is a problem child, or at least that's what her twolegs call her. She's frisky and demanding. If she wants attention or food, she wants it now. She will cry and leap at them until they give her what she wants. She also likes to sneak outside to play. She loves to climb trees and attempt to fish. More often than not, she just gets herself in trouble. She knows of the Clans and they interest her, but she doesn't care much for their boundaries. When she's exploring, she'll often cross any and all borders.
History: Cherokee was born a kittypet but her owners abandoned her on the thunderpaths. Two small twolegs pound her in a tunnel and rescued her. They took her home with them. She was happy living with them. She spent most her time sleeping, frolicking around the house and trying to avoid the two dogs. There was a rabbit she tried several times to eat too. Her owners were frustrated with the problem kitty but still loved her, giving her a pink collar with a bell.
After a little while, Cherokee began darting out the door whenever she could. At first she just explored the yard, but she soon began to venture outside the fence. It wasn't long before she learned of the Clans and the Warrior cats. She wanted to learn more and set off to explore, breaking their code and tresspassing. She's now been on most of the Clan's territories and scented many times, but never caught.
Skills: She's very pretty and sweet, most tom cats have a hard time saying no to her.
Role Play Sample: A black she-cat padded along through the trees, her head held high and tail waving behind her. She certainly didn't look like a cat that was somewhere she knew she wasn't supposed to be, except for her collar. No Clan cat had a pink collar that made that jingling noise.
Cherokee loved exploring in the forest. The cats that lived here were so lucky, they could play outside all day. Her twolegs got worried if she didn't come home before dark. She could hear them all the way out here calling for her, and she didn't like worrying them.
She'd never been to this part before, the scents were all new. She couldn't fully distinguish between them but she knew different areas had different scents. She'd yet to actually meet a forest cat, though she'd seen a little white one down by the big water.
Maybe today she'd get lucky and meet one.
Picture: i32.tinypic.com/2zog1zo.jpg
Name: Cherokee
Gender: She-Cat
Age: Fifteen moons
Loyalty: Kittypet
Rank: Kittypet
Appearance: A black she-cat with golden eyes and a white patch
Pelt: Short and thick.
Pelt Color: Black.
Eye Color: Gold.
Build: Small and lean.
Distinguishing Features: Cherokee's pelt is jet black all over, save one spot on her lower belly. Its a splotch of white.
Personality: Cherokee is a problem child, or at least that's what her twolegs call her. She's frisky and demanding. If she wants attention or food, she wants it now. She will cry and leap at them until they give her what she wants. She also likes to sneak outside to play. She loves to climb trees and attempt to fish. More often than not, she just gets herself in trouble. She knows of the Clans and they interest her, but she doesn't care much for their boundaries. When she's exploring, she'll often cross any and all borders.
History: Cherokee was born a kittypet but her owners abandoned her on the thunderpaths. Two small twolegs pound her in a tunnel and rescued her. They took her home with them. She was happy living with them. She spent most her time sleeping, frolicking around the house and trying to avoid the two dogs. There was a rabbit she tried several times to eat too. Her owners were frustrated with the problem kitty but still loved her, giving her a pink collar with a bell.
After a little while, Cherokee began darting out the door whenever she could. At first she just explored the yard, but she soon began to venture outside the fence. It wasn't long before she learned of the Clans and the Warrior cats. She wanted to learn more and set off to explore, breaking their code and tresspassing. She's now been on most of the Clan's territories and scented many times, but never caught.
Skills: She's very pretty and sweet, most tom cats have a hard time saying no to her.
Role Play Sample: A black she-cat padded along through the trees, her head held high and tail waving behind her. She certainly didn't look like a cat that was somewhere she knew she wasn't supposed to be, except for her collar. No Clan cat had a pink collar that made that jingling noise.
Cherokee loved exploring in the forest. The cats that lived here were so lucky, they could play outside all day. Her twolegs got worried if she didn't come home before dark. She could hear them all the way out here calling for her, and she didn't like worrying them.
She'd never been to this part before, the scents were all new. She couldn't fully distinguish between them but she knew different areas had different scents. She'd yet to actually meet a forest cat, though she'd seen a little white one down by the big water.
Maybe today she'd get lucky and meet one.