Post by ✘Fearless on Apr 13, 2012 21:35:02 GMT -5
| …Name… |
Coldkit
| …Alliance… |
DawnClan
| …Age… |
5 Moons
| …Gender… |
Female
| …Appearance… |
Coldkit is a long-pelted she-cat with a beautiful ivory coat. Her eyes are an unusual shade of paled silver. Her eyes are lined with darker black markings, making her seem as if she is wearing make-up. Her limbs are long and lean, making her extremely fast, due mainly from her WindClan heritage.
| …Personality… |
Coldkit's personality can be summed up into about three words: calm, cool, and collected. She usually has a very calm personality, knowing how to control her emotions even at this early age. However, don't let her calm and soothing nature get hold of you, because if she feels threatened in anyway, you had better run…
| …Likes… |
-Running
-Climbing trees
-Intelligent conversations
| …Dislikes… |
-Swimming
-Fighting
-Having no say in a situation whatsoever (especially if it affects her)
| …Strengths… |
-Climbing trees is a strength of hers because she is simply good at it.
-Fast, agile movements are a strength of hers because of her long, lean limbs.
-Her personality is a strength because she doesn't lose her cool in stressful situations.
| …Weaknesses… |
-Fighting is a weakness of hers because she doesn't like to do it, unless she has to.
-Swimming is a weakness of hers because her heritage doesn't allow her to be successful in the water.
-Her eyesight is becoming a weakness for her, for each day that passes, it grows more and more fuzzed.
| …History… |
Coldkit has a pretty interesting history...
She was actually the secret child of Ivorystar, the previous WindClan leader. Her mother and an unknown rogue mated, and Ivorystar tried to hide it, making it seem as if she was mearly gaining weight.
When she finally had Coldkit and another blackened kit (miscarriage), she gave the one that lived to a nursing queen, Feathercloud, saying that she had found a kit abandoned at the edge of the territory. The queen readily took in Coldkit, and raised her as her own.
Coldkit grew up, knowing nothing of her heritage. When she was weaned, the sickness began. She managed to escape to the island, but watched as every cat from her clan died. She was saddened, but faced the fact that she was the only one left...
Now, Coldkit continues to have these strange dreams... but she tells no one of them, for she is afraid they will laugh at her if she does.
| …Role Play Sample… |
Silence. All that greeted the slender, ivory kit as she stepped lightly out of the nursery walls. Paled silver irises flickered and gazed across the clearing, revealing nothing of the unusual and unfamiliar dreams that continued to ensue the kit's mind whenever she dared to close her eyes...
Who were those cats, with pelts that seemed as if they were made of the stars themselves...? And why did they continue to come to her, each and every night...?
These thoughts swirled in the kit's mind, a dangerous tornado that would soon decide to reek havoc on both her physical and mental well-being. Of course she knew that these dreams were not of the norm, for others of her clan with weaker sense of mind would not be able to take the emense pressure that she was under, and by now would have made their presence known.
So, she had decided to internalize her suffering, for then she knew that the situation wouldn't reach beyond her control... at least, not for a while...
Coldkit
| …Alliance… |
DawnClan
| …Age… |
5 Moons
| …Gender… |
Female
| …Appearance… |
Coldkit is a long-pelted she-cat with a beautiful ivory coat. Her eyes are an unusual shade of paled silver. Her eyes are lined with darker black markings, making her seem as if she is wearing make-up. Her limbs are long and lean, making her extremely fast, due mainly from her WindClan heritage.
| …Personality… |
Coldkit's personality can be summed up into about three words: calm, cool, and collected. She usually has a very calm personality, knowing how to control her emotions even at this early age. However, don't let her calm and soothing nature get hold of you, because if she feels threatened in anyway, you had better run…
| …Likes… |
-Running
-Climbing trees
-Intelligent conversations
| …Dislikes… |
-Swimming
-Fighting
-Having no say in a situation whatsoever (especially if it affects her)
| …Strengths… |
-Climbing trees is a strength of hers because she is simply good at it.
-Fast, agile movements are a strength of hers because of her long, lean limbs.
-Her personality is a strength because she doesn't lose her cool in stressful situations.
| …Weaknesses… |
-Fighting is a weakness of hers because she doesn't like to do it, unless she has to.
-Swimming is a weakness of hers because her heritage doesn't allow her to be successful in the water.
-Her eyesight is becoming a weakness for her, for each day that passes, it grows more and more fuzzed.
| …History… |
Coldkit has a pretty interesting history...
She was actually the secret child of Ivorystar, the previous WindClan leader. Her mother and an unknown rogue mated, and Ivorystar tried to hide it, making it seem as if she was mearly gaining weight.
When she finally had Coldkit and another blackened kit (miscarriage), she gave the one that lived to a nursing queen, Feathercloud, saying that she had found a kit abandoned at the edge of the territory. The queen readily took in Coldkit, and raised her as her own.
Coldkit grew up, knowing nothing of her heritage. When she was weaned, the sickness began. She managed to escape to the island, but watched as every cat from her clan died. She was saddened, but faced the fact that she was the only one left...
Now, Coldkit continues to have these strange dreams... but she tells no one of them, for she is afraid they will laugh at her if she does.
| …Role Play Sample… |
Silence. All that greeted the slender, ivory kit as she stepped lightly out of the nursery walls. Paled silver irises flickered and gazed across the clearing, revealing nothing of the unusual and unfamiliar dreams that continued to ensue the kit's mind whenever she dared to close her eyes...
Who were those cats, with pelts that seemed as if they were made of the stars themselves...? And why did they continue to come to her, each and every night...?
These thoughts swirled in the kit's mind, a dangerous tornado that would soon decide to reek havoc on both her physical and mental well-being. Of course she knew that these dreams were not of the norm, for others of her clan with weaker sense of mind would not be able to take the emense pressure that she was under, and by now would have made their presence known.
So, she had decided to internalize her suffering, for then she knew that the situation wouldn't reach beyond her control... at least, not for a while...
