Post by |g.O.l.d.Y| on Dec 25, 2007 23:51:31 GMT -5
Name:
Prettypelt
Clan:
WindClan
Position:
Warrior
Age:
20 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Relations:
Kashclaw [of] WindClan - Mate
Whitepaw [of] WindClan - Daughter
Pantherpaw [of] WindClan - Son
Thornpaw [of] WindClan - Adopted son
Thistlepaw [of] WindClan - Adopted son
Hawkpaw [of] WindClan - Adopted son
Snowpaw [of] WindClan - Adopted daughter
Frostpaw [of] WindClan - Adopted son
Cloudpaw [of] WindClan - Adopted son
Leopardfur [of] ThunderClan - Sister
Bengalpaw [of] ShadowClan - Deceased Brother
Ironpaw [of] RiverClan - Deceased Brother
Sophia [the] Kittypet - Mother
Asian Leopard Cat - Never Met Father
yeah yeah...she adopted a lot of kits...the last 3 adopted were a favor for a friend...
Peltage:
Due to the fact that Goldy was a noob when she made Prettypelt, she started out as a bengal with no markings. I changed it to something that still is impossible and I apologize for the unrealism, but makes more sense with her current picture...
Prettypelt is a K1 bengal, being a crossover between an Asian Leopard Cat and Somali kittypet. Unlike her siblings she took after her mother in looks. Her pelt is a reddish golden color, getting lighter under her tail and on her belly. She has a long, fluffy tail and long feathered legs. Her eyes are a striking hot blue, always holding strong emotion within them. Because of her father's breed she is much larger than the average Somali and has great strength in her large muscles. She uses swiftness over brutality, but if called upon can be a fearful foe in either tactic.
Picture:
Look in sig, too lazy to pull up.
Personality:
Prettypelt has changed a lot since her apprenticeship, but still keeps her kitlike playfulness with any cat she knows well or semi-well. She's a semi-protective mother, ready to give her life for her kits in an instant, but not to the point where she's fretting over a solo hunting mission. Over her mate, whom she loves with as strong a passion as she had in her apprenticeship, she does fret though. She believes he overworks himself as deputy and is constantly waiting for him to just collapse or scheming to find a way to trick him into letting her take over his duties. Her loyalty is with her clan and sister, but with having allegiance to both it breaks allegiance to the other. She's willing to break the rules and meet with her sister whom resides in ThunderClan at least once a month, keeping it to herself and a select few, but if she were ever to find herself in battle against ThunderClan she would avoid her sister, but refuse to hold back on any other member. She would never be responsible for her clan losing a battle.
IC:
Trust me, she had enjoyed her kits while they were in the nursery and she even took a bit of joy in it when she was announced pregnant. But, they were apprentices now, and she was booted out of the nursery she'd spent nine moons cramped up in. Which meant....SHE WAS FREE!!! She was still rather young and far from being a senior warrior and, thank StarClan, an elder and that gave her the liberty which had led to this:
Large golden body burst out of the brush, strides long as she enjoyed the speed of her body. She released a laugh as she leaped over a stray log, muscles straining with slight effort after so long of barely being used. Her breath was beginning to come in pants now as she neared her destination. She didn't bother to slow down as she neared the waters, simply leaping on a rock, lashing her tail two times, and splashing in. She was now too big to be carried down by the slow waters on that fun journey she'd experienced when she was an apprentice, but she was fine with it. Her body crouched low as she lapped up some water. She layed her head down and let the water cascade over her muzzle and paws, cooling down her sweat-dampened fur. It felt good to be free from camp, to not have little kits begging for you to help them. Bright blue eyes began to shut as she let the calmess surround her. Then she heard a splash and sprinkles of water sprayed her body, causing her to sit up quickly and glare at the culprit behind the soaking-Prettypelt-while-she-was-trying-to-sleep-scheme.
[Took this from 'Freedom' which is located in the Little Brooke.]
Code:
[glow=red,2,300]BLOOD[/glow]
