Post by Kestrel on Oct 2, 2006 21:32:47 GMT -5
Name: Juukai
Gender: Female
Breed of Cat (If any): None
Age: Adult/Young adult
Character Desctription:
Juukai has light ash-colored fur that is very dense. Not long, dense. Her fur is entirely the same color besides a burn mark on the back of one of her rear legs and a few faint scorch marks on her tail.
Her eyes are fiery red-orange...in fact, they look exactly as though fire has been trapped in their keen depths. She is mid-sized, bordering on large, and is missing a few whiskers.
Character Personality: First of all, Juukai is a PYRO. She is obsessed with fire and carries around a strange object: a twoleg matchbox. She is highly observant and has a photographic memory; she watched the twolegs and their matches and figured out how to light them herself, isn't that nifty. o.o She simply takes the match in her mouth and strikes it against a treetrunk or rough rock. The muscles in her neck are unusually strong because of how often she twists her head to do this.
Around fire, she seems completely insane. She will light anything on fire, even a fellow cat. Whole forest fires have been caused by Juukai.
She has a crazy, manic grin that plasters onto her face in the presence of fire, and she often shouts herself hoarse yelling thins like 'FIRE!' and 'BURN! BURRRRN!'
In the absence of fire, however, she acts far less....psycho. She is outgoing and enjoys chatting to new cats.
Character History: Juukai grew up in the forests surrounding a campsite not too far away. Since she was a kitten, she has been fascinated by the twoleg's bonfires and spent most of her time prowling around the campsites watching the flames.
She is highly intelligent as well as observant, and as the moons passed she came to know all about fire: what it ate, what it didn't eat, what it hated and feared, how it moved, and, most importantly, how it was born. She craftily stole the twoleg's matches time and again, and after a while she became quite adept at striking them.
She got into fights with fellow cats time and again, enjoyed the fights, even. Once, she lit the end of a small branch on fire and chased her enemies away with it!
She fears no cat, not even killers like BoneClan. When she left the campsite (after burning down most of the forest around it), she lugged along behind her with stubborn and single-minded determination a box of matches.
This box she has pushed inside her den and is well hidden. She always carries around a few precious twoleg matches.
There are fires to be lit...
Anything Else: Slightly...eh...unrealistic, to say the least. but aren't they all? <3
