Post by Firefly/Silverwing on Jan 12, 2008 21:02:04 GMT -5
Characters Name: Silverwing
Gender: Female
Breed of Cat:...N/A?
Age: Young adult
Character Desctription: Silververwing is silver. Strange, no? Well, it's true. Her name, long ago was Firefly, but was changed when she joined the clans. The only reason that her name was 'Firefly' was because of her 'light and brightened personality.' That, my friends, was so very long ago, as I've said. There's nothing all that fiery about her, besides her temper. Let's get off topic, shall we? Silverwing is a short-haired, soft(though no one has actually proven this), silver, with speckled spots on her face, like on her left ear, right front foot such as the scar along . She has some white on her too, like the scar on the side of her face, not exactly a blotch. More of the Sou-fang from Pirates 3, and the intertwining scars down her back. Her right ear that is not black dusted is ripped, to the not quite the middle, horizontally. Her eyes are a dark green in the light, but black in the shadows, which is mostly where you'll find her. Silverwing's personal flaws would be her temper, her lack of patience and kindness, and her tendancy to vanish without a trace when a cat wants to talk with her. Almost never scared, fiesty, stubborn, unkind, shadowy and mysteries. You gotta love that cat.
Character Personality: Silverwing. She's one of those, 'try to touch me and I bite of your finger/ear' kind of cat. She doesn't like other cats or crowded spaces, when some other cat will brush against her. She is not kind, and doesn't appreciate company. She almost drowned when her father threw her brother and herself into the ocean, off of a two-leg brige, The fall alone almost killed her. It is very rare to get a laugh, or even a small smile out of this up-tight kitteh. A quote from my dear friend, Silverwing/Firefly, 'Deal with it.' I suppose the reason she is so locked up within herself is all the horrible things she's seen, and, of coarse, her father.
Character History:As I've told you, when her brother and Silverwing were just kits, who were actually happy, her cruel father dropped her and her brother off of a brige, into a river, that lead to an ocean. The two kits kept close to each other, clinging to a piece of driftwood. After a couple hours of drifting, close enough to shore that the only sea-creatures that they had seen had not been dangerous, but deep enough so that a kit who could not swim would drown. The tide began to come in, and pulled her and her brother, weak and hungry, onto the sand. The two paced farther away from the sea, as to not be dragged in again at the turning of the tide, and collapsed. The two slept for hours, and when Silverwing finally awoke, she was shocked and afraid, to see her brother not breathing. She leaned closer, to find that the breathing was so shallow, that standing, she didn't hear it. A dead sea-turtle was a few 50 feet away, so she ran to bring it to her dieing brother, not knowing what to do, or what was wrong with him. She dragged the dead animal back to him and woke him, pressing at him gently with her paws, "Jinx, wake up!" she mewed, as loudly as she could, which wasn't very loud, being as she hadn't drunken (?) anything in a day and a few hours, and not eaten for about two. Swallowing sea water hadn't helped, either. She shook him harder until his eyes opened a carck, "Lemme lone, Firefly,' (Her name back then, 'member?) he croaked, "wanna sleep.' "Jinx! I got food.' she mewed hoarsly, shoving the sea-turtle towards him, taking a bite out of one of the flippers. It tasted horrible, but, hey, what's a starving kit to do? Did I mention that the two were just about the age a clan kit would stop drinking their mother milk? Since the death of her beloved brother, the death of her mother, and the betrayal of her father, Silverwing has trusted none, and givin nothing. Through the wind and the rain, she stands hard as a stone, in a world were she can't find her own. But her dreams give her wings, and she flys to a place where she's loved. Which is far from here.
Anything Else: Erm....I hope that's good enough. I tend to put RP examples in my cats history. Cheers.
Gender: Female
Breed of Cat:...N/A?
Age: Young adult
Character Desctription: Silververwing is silver. Strange, no? Well, it's true. Her name, long ago was Firefly, but was changed when she joined the clans. The only reason that her name was 'Firefly' was because of her 'light and brightened personality.' That, my friends, was so very long ago, as I've said. There's nothing all that fiery about her, besides her temper. Let's get off topic, shall we? Silverwing is a short-haired, soft(though no one has actually proven this), silver, with speckled spots on her face, like on her left ear, right front foot such as the scar along . She has some white on her too, like the scar on the side of her face, not exactly a blotch. More of the Sou-fang from Pirates 3, and the intertwining scars down her back. Her right ear that is not black dusted is ripped, to the not quite the middle, horizontally. Her eyes are a dark green in the light, but black in the shadows, which is mostly where you'll find her. Silverwing's personal flaws would be her temper, her lack of patience and kindness, and her tendancy to vanish without a trace when a cat wants to talk with her. Almost never scared, fiesty, stubborn, unkind, shadowy and mysteries. You gotta love that cat.
Character Personality: Silverwing. She's one of those, 'try to touch me and I bite of your finger/ear' kind of cat. She doesn't like other cats or crowded spaces, when some other cat will brush against her. She is not kind, and doesn't appreciate company. She almost drowned when her father threw her brother and herself into the ocean, off of a two-leg brige, The fall alone almost killed her. It is very rare to get a laugh, or even a small smile out of this up-tight kitteh. A quote from my dear friend, Silverwing/Firefly, 'Deal with it.' I suppose the reason she is so locked up within herself is all the horrible things she's seen, and, of coarse, her father.
Character History:As I've told you, when her brother and Silverwing were just kits, who were actually happy, her cruel father dropped her and her brother off of a brige, into a river, that lead to an ocean. The two kits kept close to each other, clinging to a piece of driftwood. After a couple hours of drifting, close enough to shore that the only sea-creatures that they had seen had not been dangerous, but deep enough so that a kit who could not swim would drown. The tide began to come in, and pulled her and her brother, weak and hungry, onto the sand. The two paced farther away from the sea, as to not be dragged in again at the turning of the tide, and collapsed. The two slept for hours, and when Silverwing finally awoke, she was shocked and afraid, to see her brother not breathing. She leaned closer, to find that the breathing was so shallow, that standing, she didn't hear it. A dead sea-turtle was a few 50 feet away, so she ran to bring it to her dieing brother, not knowing what to do, or what was wrong with him. She dragged the dead animal back to him and woke him, pressing at him gently with her paws, "Jinx, wake up!" she mewed, as loudly as she could, which wasn't very loud, being as she hadn't drunken (?) anything in a day and a few hours, and not eaten for about two. Swallowing sea water hadn't helped, either. She shook him harder until his eyes opened a carck, "Lemme lone, Firefly,' (Her name back then, 'member?) he croaked, "wanna sleep.' "Jinx! I got food.' she mewed hoarsly, shoving the sea-turtle towards him, taking a bite out of one of the flippers. It tasted horrible, but, hey, what's a starving kit to do? Did I mention that the two were just about the age a clan kit would stop drinking their mother milk? Since the death of her beloved brother, the death of her mother, and the betrayal of her father, Silverwing has trusted none, and givin nothing. Through the wind and the rain, she stands hard as a stone, in a world were she can't find her own. But her dreams give her wings, and she flys to a place where she's loved. Which is far from here.
Anything Else: Erm....I hope that's good enough. I tend to put RP examples in my cats history. Cheers.