Post by мικαcнʋ on Feb 21, 2017 7:31:14 GMT -5
Name:
Mothtail
Mothtail
Age:
19 moons
19 moons
Rank:
Warrior
Warrior
Gender:
Female
Female
Personality:
Mothtail is a very observant cat and a pragmatist, rarely ever making decisions on a whim. She can notice the smallest details with ease, and she is known for being very resourceful. Mothtail is a social cat, and though she maintains a calm, even aloof, exterior, she is kind and offers advice in her own way. Mothtail tends to be very secretive, and rarely tells other cats a lot about herself. She also isn't known for showing public displays of affection, which can sometimes make potential lovers think she's not serious about their relationship. Despite her kindness, Mothtail is not a very empathetic cat when it comes to potential enemies and is fiercely loyal to those she loves. In a battle, Mothtail is fierce and when she fights she fights to crush her enemies.
(Personality might have slight or even major changes as rp events shape her character)
Mothtail is a very observant cat and a pragmatist, rarely ever making decisions on a whim. She can notice the smallest details with ease, and she is known for being very resourceful. Mothtail is a social cat, and though she maintains a calm, even aloof, exterior, she is kind and offers advice in her own way. Mothtail tends to be very secretive, and rarely tells other cats a lot about herself. She also isn't known for showing public displays of affection, which can sometimes make potential lovers think she's not serious about their relationship. Despite her kindness, Mothtail is not a very empathetic cat when it comes to potential enemies and is fiercely loyal to those she loves. In a battle, Mothtail is fierce and when she fights she fights to crush her enemies.
(Personality might have slight or even major changes as rp events shape her character)
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Detailed Appearance:
Mothtail is a very graceful, pretty looking cat. Her face is slightly longer than most cats, and her ears are perched grateful on the top of her head. Mothtail has semi long, black smoke fur. In color, her fur appears to be a very dark grey-brown, mixed with darker and lighter hues. The only white on her body is her signature white paws, that appear as if snow has touched her body. Mothtail has a long, feathered tail and pale yellow eyes, almost like the moon. Her nose is black and her whiskers are white. Mothtail is slightly taller than most females, though this is hardly noticeable. Her body is covered in lean muscle, and she is definitely not bulky.
Mothtail is a very graceful, pretty looking cat. Her face is slightly longer than most cats, and her ears are perched grateful on the top of her head. Mothtail has semi long, black smoke fur. In color, her fur appears to be a very dark grey-brown, mixed with darker and lighter hues. The only white on her body is her signature white paws, that appear as if snow has touched her body. Mothtail has a long, feathered tail and pale yellow eyes, almost like the moon. Her nose is black and her whiskers are white. Mothtail is slightly taller than most females, though this is hardly noticeable. Her body is covered in lean muscle, and she is definitely not bulky.
History:
Mothtail doesn't have a very unique history. She was born to Silverthroat and Nightclaw, an older, experienced couple who had been too focused on their duties as warriors to have kits when they were in their prime. As they reached an older age, and after a few miscarriages, they finally had two kits, though one of them died due to weakness. The pair of senior warriors doted on their daughter, making sure she was a strong cat who would live on for many more moons after they died. A few moons after she became a warrior, Silverthroat and Nightclaw both passed from old age.
Mothtail doesn't have a very unique history. She was born to Silverthroat and Nightclaw, an older, experienced couple who had been too focused on their duties as warriors to have kits when they were in their prime. As they reached an older age, and after a few miscarriages, they finally had two kits, though one of them died due to weakness. The pair of senior warriors doted on their daughter, making sure she was a strong cat who would live on for many more moons after they died. A few moons after she became a warrior, Silverthroat and Nightclaw both passed from old age.
Roleplay Sample:
A myriad of different shades of reds, oranges, yellows and pinks filled the sky as night slowly started to fall. With the coming of night, Mercy watched most of the members of her group disappear somewhere to sleep. A few of the Yardies were still awake, keeping watch over the scrapyard the dogs called home.
Across the yard, Mercy could see her mentor, who was also keeping guarding. Mercy didn't mind the chores her mentor gave her, they were simple enough. What Mercy did mind was that she had been asked, well, ordered, to keep watch for two nights in a row. But she kept quiet, and did her best to pay no attention to the fact that this would be her second night with no sleep. Instead, she tried to focus on the fact that if she had been asked to stay up for a second time, it probably meant that whatever she was doing, she was doing well.
Opening her mouth, Mercy let out a loud yawn. The camp was quiet now, all she could hear was the faint noise of human's voices and a few dogs speak. Sighing, Mercy adjusted her posture so she was sitting straight, and did her best to focus despite her tiredness.
(I'm reusing this because for some reason, I keep deciding to write my posts when I'm rushing ^^')
A myriad of different shades of reds, oranges, yellows and pinks filled the sky as night slowly started to fall. With the coming of night, Mercy watched most of the members of her group disappear somewhere to sleep. A few of the Yardies were still awake, keeping watch over the scrapyard the dogs called home.
Across the yard, Mercy could see her mentor, who was also keeping guarding. Mercy didn't mind the chores her mentor gave her, they were simple enough. What Mercy did mind was that she had been asked, well, ordered, to keep watch for two nights in a row. But she kept quiet, and did her best to pay no attention to the fact that this would be her second night with no sleep. Instead, she tried to focus on the fact that if she had been asked to stay up for a second time, it probably meant that whatever she was doing, she was doing well.
Opening her mouth, Mercy let out a loud yawn. The camp was quiet now, all she could hear was the faint noise of human's voices and a few dogs speak. Sighing, Mercy adjusted her posture so she was sitting straight, and did her best to focus despite her tiredness.
(I'm reusing this because for some reason, I keep deciding to write my posts when I'm rushing ^^')
Other:
Sorry this is so bad, I'm rushing. When I make her bio, I'll probably make her personality and appearance a little more descriptive.
Number of Cats:
1 (Mothtail will be my 2nd)
