Post by Hatchey on Feb 23, 2008 19:31:37 GMT -5
[glow=green,2,300]Name:[/glow]Aziza
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]kittypet
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]----
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 7 1/2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]female
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Solid white she cat with hazel colored eyes. her fur is a flawless perfection. No stains, matting, or imperfections. Her eyes sparkle in any kind of light but mostly in moonlight.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Aziza is well taken care of by her twolegs and loves them to death, but she longs for something outside the kittypet community. Something that would let her tomboyish spirit show through. So she could meet a mate. but she wants to meet the wild cats that live in the forest nearby. Her beautifully exterior says shes a kittypet but her fighting spirit says other wise.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] The silver moon hung high in the twilit sky. Kittypets and twolegs bed down for sleep. Except one. A snow white she kit, no older than 8 moons sat one the fence, glittering eyes over looking the forest and moorland. Thats were she wanted to be. Out in the wild. With other cats that weren't afraid to get their paws dirty. Cats that would share her wishes. Cats that are like her. Not a bunch of sissy cats. She sighed, swiping her small pink tongue over her flawless fur. She knew that if she left, it would mean to give up her life as a house cat and go to were there may not always be food, or shelter. Were there would be dangers. No twolegs to protect her. no twolegs to INTERFERE either she thought. She gave one last glance to the moorland and forest and jumped off the fence. Maybe someday she really would make the journey to be a clan cat.
[glow=green,p2,300]Code:[/glow] Blood
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oh and her twolegs are from the middle east, her name is the Arabic word for cherished, or beloved.
[glow=green,2,300]Clan:[/glow]kittypet
[glow=green,2,300]Position:[/glow]----
[glow=green,2,300]Age:[/glow] 7 1/2 moons
[glow=green,2,300]Gender:[/glow]female
[glow=green,2,300]Peltage:[/glow] Solid white she cat with hazel colored eyes. her fur is a flawless perfection. No stains, matting, or imperfections. Her eyes sparkle in any kind of light but mostly in moonlight.
[glow=green,2,300]Picture:[/glow]
[glow=green,2,300]Personality:[/glow] Aziza is well taken care of by her twolegs and loves them to death, but she longs for something outside the kittypet community. Something that would let her tomboyish spirit show through. So she could meet a mate. but she wants to meet the wild cats that live in the forest nearby. Her beautifully exterior says shes a kittypet but her fighting spirit says other wise.
[glow=green,2,300]IC:[/glow] The silver moon hung high in the twilit sky. Kittypets and twolegs bed down for sleep. Except one. A snow white she kit, no older than 8 moons sat one the fence, glittering eyes over looking the forest and moorland. Thats were she wanted to be. Out in the wild. With other cats that weren't afraid to get their paws dirty. Cats that would share her wishes. Cats that are like her. Not a bunch of sissy cats. She sighed, swiping her small pink tongue over her flawless fur. She knew that if she left, it would mean to give up her life as a house cat and go to were there may not always be food, or shelter. Were there would be dangers. No twolegs to protect her. no twolegs to INTERFERE either she thought. She gave one last glance to the moorland and forest and jumped off the fence. Maybe someday she really would make the journey to be a clan cat.
[glow=green,p2,300]Code:[/glow] Blood
t
oh and her twolegs are from the middle east, her name is the Arabic word for cherished, or beloved.