Post by thornclaw on Apr 19, 2006 20:39:37 GMT -5
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Name: Song
Position: Loner
Age: approximately 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Peltage: Being barely older than a young kit, Song’s face and facade are youthful and not fully developed or set. A tiny white button-sized nose and creamy-colored mustache are perched above her triangular-shaped chin and mouth. Ivory fangs – small but needle-sharp which puncture the flesh easily – loom like white birch trees in a gaping sea of the cat’s pink mouth; a tongue with the rough texture of sand is often revealed when Song is either shouting, singing, or yelling at another cat (and this is frequently, when she does happen to meet another loner or Clan warrior). Radar-like white whiskers sprout from her face like slender blades of frosted grass, and a soft white fur decorates the area underneath her chin. Enormous, luminous, and intelligent azure eyes look intently out at the world around her; her ears are keen and acute from natural hearing as well as her habitual alertness. Miniscule paws tip off her limbs; her forepaws are a creamy snow color. Even as a kit, Song has a particularly small, wiry, and slender build; she is also very speedy and quick. An exceedingly long ginger tail is usually raised expectantly in the air. Song’s short fur itself is an exceptionally light ginger color with golden stripes streaking down her sides like a tiny cascade of sun rays until they meet her soft white underside. One unusual feature about the loner is a strange and grotesque – yet subtly hidden – scar between her ears. As it is small, it is hard to detect the jagged laceration unless Song has her head below the other cat’s eyesight (and this is rarely, as the proud loner keeps her own neck stretched up as far as it will possibly go when she meets another).
Picture: See siggy.
Personality: As can be derived from her name, Song is an enthusiastic loner with a tune for everything. When wandering, a melody is running through her mind to the beat of her lithe white paws. If melancholy, Song somehow manages to fit a tune to her emotions. When angry, a song drums through her mind and spurs her onward in her fury. Though her humming may not have words occasionally, the loner expresses her feelings more easily through her tunes than through words. As she has wandered nearly all of her life, Song has unconsciously begun this habit out of loneliness; this has indirectly helped her with her solitude and is the constant remedy for her.
However, not corresponding with others has its consequences – Song will sometimes unintentionally take on a double/multiple personality. Though this strange characteristic trait only happens rarely – like the flicking of a switch - the loner may confuse other cats when she does do this.
Her normal behavior, though, is clever, lighthearted, mischievous, lively, and optimistic. This sprightly personality could often get her into trouble if she took it too far; at times she crosses a line and will pay for it with a fight or verbal lashing. As a nomadic cat, Song has not exactly learned respect for others or even cats her senior. If faced by a larger cat (or smarter one), the loner does not feel threatened or intimidated, as she knows she can swiftly escape on quick paws – if her pride allows her to. She knows she would rather take the ‘flight’ option than the ‘fight’ option, but if someone has insulted her ego she will hurl herself at the offender and battle until wounded significantly. As a loner, she has also concocted several unique battle techniques (such as dropping out of high trees on unsuspecting amateurs). Song is also very suspicious and untrusting of other cats, but she may not let on to her suspicions and completely put on a mask until she has confirmed her ideas. On the other hand, if another cat has been trusted or befriended, the loner will truthfully answer most questions.
IC: The gurgling of an overflowing brook and the brilliance of the sun’s golden rays reflecting on the rocks immediately attracted Song’s wandering attention as she hummed a contented, nameless tune. Racing quickly through the tall moist grasses and bounding nimbly over large rocks and other obstacles, the loner kept her blue orbs clamped on the reflecting silver boulders and ears fixed on the sound or rushing water. The cool water sounded refreshing after a day’s roaming, and the radiant warmth of the sun enticed her on as well.
After sprinting through the meadow, the loner came upon the river. Slowing to a halt, Song padded loudly down to the pebbly beach and dipped her muzzle enthusiastically into the stream’s revitalizing, rippling blue waters – and at the same time, caught an overpowering scent of another cat. Clan cat. Unimpeded by this new finding and knowing entirely well that she was on their territory, the loner let out a snort of rebellion and defiance before lapping up another drink of water. If the stupid Clan cats were really all concerned about their precious water, let them come – Song was ready.
Code: Spring
Name: Song
Position: Loner
Age: approximately 8 moons
Gender: she-cat
Peltage: Being barely older than a young kit, Song’s face and facade are youthful and not fully developed or set. A tiny white button-sized nose and creamy-colored mustache are perched above her triangular-shaped chin and mouth. Ivory fangs – small but needle-sharp which puncture the flesh easily – loom like white birch trees in a gaping sea of the cat’s pink mouth; a tongue with the rough texture of sand is often revealed when Song is either shouting, singing, or yelling at another cat (and this is frequently, when she does happen to meet another loner or Clan warrior). Radar-like white whiskers sprout from her face like slender blades of frosted grass, and a soft white fur decorates the area underneath her chin. Enormous, luminous, and intelligent azure eyes look intently out at the world around her; her ears are keen and acute from natural hearing as well as her habitual alertness. Miniscule paws tip off her limbs; her forepaws are a creamy snow color. Even as a kit, Song has a particularly small, wiry, and slender build; she is also very speedy and quick. An exceedingly long ginger tail is usually raised expectantly in the air. Song’s short fur itself is an exceptionally light ginger color with golden stripes streaking down her sides like a tiny cascade of sun rays until they meet her soft white underside. One unusual feature about the loner is a strange and grotesque – yet subtly hidden – scar between her ears. As it is small, it is hard to detect the jagged laceration unless Song has her head below the other cat’s eyesight (and this is rarely, as the proud loner keeps her own neck stretched up as far as it will possibly go when she meets another).
Picture: See siggy.
Personality: As can be derived from her name, Song is an enthusiastic loner with a tune for everything. When wandering, a melody is running through her mind to the beat of her lithe white paws. If melancholy, Song somehow manages to fit a tune to her emotions. When angry, a song drums through her mind and spurs her onward in her fury. Though her humming may not have words occasionally, the loner expresses her feelings more easily through her tunes than through words. As she has wandered nearly all of her life, Song has unconsciously begun this habit out of loneliness; this has indirectly helped her with her solitude and is the constant remedy for her.
However, not corresponding with others has its consequences – Song will sometimes unintentionally take on a double/multiple personality. Though this strange characteristic trait only happens rarely – like the flicking of a switch - the loner may confuse other cats when she does do this.
Her normal behavior, though, is clever, lighthearted, mischievous, lively, and optimistic. This sprightly personality could often get her into trouble if she took it too far; at times she crosses a line and will pay for it with a fight or verbal lashing. As a nomadic cat, Song has not exactly learned respect for others or even cats her senior. If faced by a larger cat (or smarter one), the loner does not feel threatened or intimidated, as she knows she can swiftly escape on quick paws – if her pride allows her to. She knows she would rather take the ‘flight’ option than the ‘fight’ option, but if someone has insulted her ego she will hurl herself at the offender and battle until wounded significantly. As a loner, she has also concocted several unique battle techniques (such as dropping out of high trees on unsuspecting amateurs). Song is also very suspicious and untrusting of other cats, but she may not let on to her suspicions and completely put on a mask until she has confirmed her ideas. On the other hand, if another cat has been trusted or befriended, the loner will truthfully answer most questions.
IC: The gurgling of an overflowing brook and the brilliance of the sun’s golden rays reflecting on the rocks immediately attracted Song’s wandering attention as she hummed a contented, nameless tune. Racing quickly through the tall moist grasses and bounding nimbly over large rocks and other obstacles, the loner kept her blue orbs clamped on the reflecting silver boulders and ears fixed on the sound or rushing water. The cool water sounded refreshing after a day’s roaming, and the radiant warmth of the sun enticed her on as well.
After sprinting through the meadow, the loner came upon the river. Slowing to a halt, Song padded loudly down to the pebbly beach and dipped her muzzle enthusiastically into the stream’s revitalizing, rippling blue waters – and at the same time, caught an overpowering scent of another cat. Clan cat. Unimpeded by this new finding and knowing entirely well that she was on their territory, the loner let out a snort of rebellion and defiance before lapping up another drink of water. If the stupid Clan cats were really all concerned about their precious water, let them come – Song was ready.
Code: Spring
