Post by Smokeleaf on May 6, 2010 21:58:14 GMT -5
Name: Blacktail
Rank: Pelt
Age: 37 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: EmberClan
Kin: Thunderclaw (brother), Birchkit (brother, deceased)
Mate: Open
Apprentice: Open
Pelt: From a distance, Blacktail looks exactly like her brother, with only one exception: her white left ear. When closer, you might be able to see that she is thin and lithe, as opposed to stocky. This build makes her skilled as a hunter, but she is an accomplished fighter, too; if it involves pain, she’s willing. It is only when the two cats are juxtaposition that you can see one final difference in the two cats: Blacktail’s fur is slightly lighter than Thunderclaw’s. While it could be called black, her pelt is technically a dark shade of gray. Her tail is long and thin, and her fur; short and thick. Her tail is constantly lashing, and her ears are almost always scoping out new targets. The steady twitch of her nose is yet another example of her paranoia.
Eyes: Unlike Thunderclaw, Blacktail’s eyes are composed of a striking blue. More often than not, they are narrowed warily, and burn like fire when she feels she’s being attacked. She can easily manipulate them to look innocent if needed, but she usually doesn’t hide her true feelings.
Personality: It’s not easy to come up with an adjective for Blacktail. “Strict” most certainly does not do her justice, but “cruel” is a little to far and “proud” is a little too short. Perhaps the best word is “different.” Blacktail is extremely ambitious, and will stop at almost nothing to achieve her goals. However, she does not resort to murder within EmberClan. In any other situation, violence comes naturally to her, and she is especially fond of hunting and promotes battle like leaf-bare promotes disease. She will do anything for a good fight. However blood-thirsty she might appear, she is not an evil cat. She simply enjoys victory. Yes, she is nonconformist, and her own brother is deathly afraid of her. Truth is, she is socially awkward and is addicted to the surge of adrenaline and the feeling of pride. She has the natural inclination to be cold towards others, but if and when she is confronted by a happy-go-lucky kind of cat, she doesn’t know what to do with herself. Not cruel; simply cold.
History: There’s nothing to say. She was just born this way. There’s no feeling of jealousy toward her brother, nor horrible back stories of how her mother died and her best friends abandoned her and the whole Clan hates her and her dog ran away and her truck broke down… (Oh, sorry, that’s a country song.) Nope. Just naturally indifferent.
Rank: Pelt
Age: 37 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: EmberClan
Kin: Thunderclaw (brother), Birchkit (brother, deceased)
Mate: Open
Apprentice: Open
Pelt: From a distance, Blacktail looks exactly like her brother, with only one exception: her white left ear. When closer, you might be able to see that she is thin and lithe, as opposed to stocky. This build makes her skilled as a hunter, but she is an accomplished fighter, too; if it involves pain, she’s willing. It is only when the two cats are juxtaposition that you can see one final difference in the two cats: Blacktail’s fur is slightly lighter than Thunderclaw’s. While it could be called black, her pelt is technically a dark shade of gray. Her tail is long and thin, and her fur; short and thick. Her tail is constantly lashing, and her ears are almost always scoping out new targets. The steady twitch of her nose is yet another example of her paranoia.
Eyes: Unlike Thunderclaw, Blacktail’s eyes are composed of a striking blue. More often than not, they are narrowed warily, and burn like fire when she feels she’s being attacked. She can easily manipulate them to look innocent if needed, but she usually doesn’t hide her true feelings.
Personality: It’s not easy to come up with an adjective for Blacktail. “Strict” most certainly does not do her justice, but “cruel” is a little to far and “proud” is a little too short. Perhaps the best word is “different.” Blacktail is extremely ambitious, and will stop at almost nothing to achieve her goals. However, she does not resort to murder within EmberClan. In any other situation, violence comes naturally to her, and she is especially fond of hunting and promotes battle like leaf-bare promotes disease. She will do anything for a good fight. However blood-thirsty she might appear, she is not an evil cat. She simply enjoys victory. Yes, she is nonconformist, and her own brother is deathly afraid of her. Truth is, she is socially awkward and is addicted to the surge of adrenaline and the feeling of pride. She has the natural inclination to be cold towards others, but if and when she is confronted by a happy-go-lucky kind of cat, she doesn’t know what to do with herself. Not cruel; simply cold.
History: There’s nothing to say. She was just born this way. There’s no feeling of jealousy toward her brother, nor horrible back stories of how her mother died and her best friends abandoned her and the whole Clan hates her and her dog ran away and her truck broke down… (Oh, sorry, that’s a country song.) Nope. Just naturally indifferent.
