Post by flamingdawn on Nov 22, 2009 11:35:23 GMT -6
Name: Stripedbee
Age: 53 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Tribe of Midnight Frost
Appearance: Stripedbee is a golden spotted tabby with stripes. Her fur is short, but its color is beauitful, a solid golden color without any interruptions, except for the black stripes and spots decorating it. She has dark lines from the corner of her deep blue eyes like tears, but it is clear with the usual icy cold that tears are a foriegn concept to her. She is a small she-cat with long legs and a long back. Her agility and speed is clear, as is the muscle hidden underneath his silky fur. Her long, thin whisp of a tail ends in a black tip with dots decorating half of the tail, leaving theo ther half a deep golden.
Other: nothing
Personality: Kind, sweet, innocent, shy are words you'd rarely find on a cat's tongue while describing Stripedbee. She is clearly an icy figure, sitting tall with cold pride and an even icier glare. Her sharp tongue doesn't do much good to help her socialization. However, Stripedbee isn't dumb or stupid or anything of the sort. In fact, she is sly and secretive, though her temper does gain control of her at times, her clever mind manipulative and clear. She thinks outside and inside the box, trying to get both sides of the story. While her cold heart has yet to be warmed, her warm exterior can trick most cats. She appears to be innocent at first glance with those charming blue eyes, but she's much more than that. She hates kits, and finds ways to secretly abuse them. She isn't a coward, even if she tortures the kits. She's extremely brave, even to the point where she's a fool. Her pride never falters either, making her bold in the face of danger.
Stripedbee is fierce and independant. Her ideals are simply to stay out of the control of another cat. She hates being cared for, and when injured, begins to move around before it is time.
History: Born in MoonClan, Stripedkit had a large secret not even her own mother knew. She'd been bored wicked. "Accidentally," she'd harm other kits while playing, wrestling, claiming she had forgotten to sheathe her claws. Her mother always seemed to worry about Stripedkit, adding to the she-cat's wicked anger.
Stripedpaw's mentor was kind enough, but just as overprtective as her mother. Hating this, she tortured kits even more, drawing them out on a cheery walk and throwing them into a thorn bush. The kits were terrified of her and never told any other cat in fear of what might happen to them. She fought in a battle against IceClan during her apprenticeship, her Clan winning victoriously. Finally, it came to her Warrior ceremony.
Gaining the name Stripedbee, the she-cat quickly fell "in love" or a false flirtation. She accidentally got pregnant and had three kits, her least favorite being Icekit, a runty tortoiseshell. She abused these kits to no end, telling them not to tell anyone else. She watched Icekit carefully, knowing his rebellious nature. Little did she know that Icekit had inhrited some of her own clever nature. One day, she drew Icekit out to kill him. Her temper gaining control over her, she followed her kit around, even as she noticed the trail back to camp. Though she claimed her kits were just having nightmares, she was thrown out of the Clan, forever exiled.
Since then, she went on to join Lthium's Tribe of Midnight Frost, waiting for the day she can kill that kit of her's and finish her life happily.
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Age: 53 moons
Rank: Warrior
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Tribe of Midnight Frost
Appearance: Stripedbee is a golden spotted tabby with stripes. Her fur is short, but its color is beauitful, a solid golden color without any interruptions, except for the black stripes and spots decorating it. She has dark lines from the corner of her deep blue eyes like tears, but it is clear with the usual icy cold that tears are a foriegn concept to her. She is a small she-cat with long legs and a long back. Her agility and speed is clear, as is the muscle hidden underneath his silky fur. Her long, thin whisp of a tail ends in a black tip with dots decorating half of the tail, leaving theo ther half a deep golden.
Other: nothing
Personality: Kind, sweet, innocent, shy are words you'd rarely find on a cat's tongue while describing Stripedbee. She is clearly an icy figure, sitting tall with cold pride and an even icier glare. Her sharp tongue doesn't do much good to help her socialization. However, Stripedbee isn't dumb or stupid or anything of the sort. In fact, she is sly and secretive, though her temper does gain control of her at times, her clever mind manipulative and clear. She thinks outside and inside the box, trying to get both sides of the story. While her cold heart has yet to be warmed, her warm exterior can trick most cats. She appears to be innocent at first glance with those charming blue eyes, but she's much more than that. She hates kits, and finds ways to secretly abuse them. She isn't a coward, even if she tortures the kits. She's extremely brave, even to the point where she's a fool. Her pride never falters either, making her bold in the face of danger.
Stripedbee is fierce and independant. Her ideals are simply to stay out of the control of another cat. She hates being cared for, and when injured, begins to move around before it is time.
History: Born in MoonClan, Stripedkit had a large secret not even her own mother knew. She'd been bored wicked. "Accidentally," she'd harm other kits while playing, wrestling, claiming she had forgotten to sheathe her claws. Her mother always seemed to worry about Stripedkit, adding to the she-cat's wicked anger.
Stripedpaw's mentor was kind enough, but just as overprtective as her mother. Hating this, she tortured kits even more, drawing them out on a cheery walk and throwing them into a thorn bush. The kits were terrified of her and never told any other cat in fear of what might happen to them. She fought in a battle against IceClan during her apprenticeship, her Clan winning victoriously. Finally, it came to her Warrior ceremony.
Gaining the name Stripedbee, the she-cat quickly fell "in love" or a false flirtation. She accidentally got pregnant and had three kits, her least favorite being Icekit, a runty tortoiseshell. She abused these kits to no end, telling them not to tell anyone else. She watched Icekit carefully, knowing his rebellious nature. Little did she know that Icekit had inhrited some of her own clever nature. One day, she drew Icekit out to kill him. Her temper gaining control over her, she followed her kit around, even as she noticed the trail back to camp. Though she claimed her kits were just having nightmares, she was thrown out of the Clan, forever exiled.
Since then, she went on to join Lthium's Tribe of Midnight Frost, waiting for the day she can kill that kit of her's and finish her life happily.
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