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Post by Eagleh on Feb 6, 2009 22:00:20 GMT -5
Name: Bluesayer
Age: 30 moons
Gender: Female/she-cat
Clan: Windclan
Rank: Warrior
Peltage: Bluesayer's fur smoothly ruffles in the breeze creating images of waves along her fur. Her fur is of course blue, as that's where she got her name from, but it's not totally one color. There's light blues in her fur, swimming on top but dark blues hide underneath, like a shark lurking dangerously in the water. Eventually though, her blues begin to whiten, from dark blue, to blue, then gray and once they get to her stomach, they are completely white. Not one hair is another color. Bluesayer has a weird pelt. Normally it would all be blues. And exactly one shade of blue but, Bluesayer's fur is not only blue, but white and black. For you see, as you go farther down her tail, the darker the color becomes, from blue, to dark blue, to even darker blue, until finally, at the tip of her tail it's black. Bluesayer's head is a neutral blue with black lines here and there. When the blue gets lower to her eyes, it quickly becomes lighter until it's a grayish-white. White whiskers sprout from her cheeks and a small gray nose is in the middle of the blue ocean of her pelt. Bluesayer's eyes are a cold ice blue with a dark black pupil in the middle of them. Like a black hole in the sky. Her eyes speak knowledge and wisdom but hardships during her life. As soon as Bluesayer is offended or she gets made, her eyes turn a dark shade of blue that is almost black. You can always tell when she's in a bad mood. Bluesayer was born with exceedingly large paws. No one knows exactly why though. Although it's very helpful when catching prey and other sorts of things. Bluesayer's claws are extra sharp as made of diamonds. But don't worry, their not. But if you're ever in the way, you'll know that they sure feel like they are. Bluesayer's teeth are just about the same. So beware. Bluesayer has a beautiful and strong body build. Lean muscles under her fur provide strength and speed as well as beauty. But one thing stands out that isn't very pretty. A long scar stretches above her left eye. A scar from a battle long ago. A memento of her past. Bluesayer runs so gently that it looks like she's gliding along the terrain. Like a beast in the night. As gentle as silk.
Picture: sort of like this
Personality: Bluesayer is a very thought out cat. Meaning she likes to think things out before she does anything. She isn't quick to judge but she is a very withdrawn cat. She likes to keep to herself most of the time and when she does speak out, she first considers other's opinions and then shares her own. She is a very thoughtful and nice cat once you get to know her and she opens up a lot to friends. But before she knows you, she keeps away from you and you rarely hear from her. She watches silently at the camp around her with ice blue eyes. Bluesayer likes to stare at the moon for countless hours. If you watched her through some of the nights, you would see her standing motionless, staring at the moon. She doesn't move at all. Like a statue. Sometimes she can be found look into crystal clear puddles of water or even murky dark ones. She's always deep in thought. She likes to go out into woods and listen to the birds and fetch prey. But she doesn't have many dislikes for she likes the life that she lives. She likes the world around her. If you get on the wrong side of Bluesayer or she just doesn't like you, she snaps back and barely holds herself back on attacking. She has a lot of self control but if you insult her, she quickly insults you back and trust me, hers are the worst.
History: Bluesayer started out as a kittypet named Sash. She had 2 sisters and a brother. She was the unusual in the family. For all her siblings and her mother were all just blue. Maybe it might have been because of her father, but she never knew him. She hadn't even seen him once. Her two sisters never talked to her, but she quickly bonded with her brother. She always wanted to play, sometimes so much that she'd wake her brother in the middle of the night and they'd run around the house like maniacs. Eventually they'd wake up the other cats and get in trouble, but they never stopped. After two weeks, she was sold to another person (twoleg? I don't know what to call them). She and her brother were separated and Bluesayer quit all the games. She'd gaze out of the window of the person's house (yet again, twoleg's house?) and quietly think about her brother. She hopes to find him one day. Life got boring after a week. Her owners wouldn't let her go outside and the food they gave tasted worse than the one she had back at her old home. So quickly she plotted a plan to get out. As soon as one of the people (twolegs?) opened the door, she would run out. And her plan worked. She ran around the house and onto the road. She traveled for two days before she found a forest. She wandered around the woods for a while when she bumped into another cat. It was then that she discovered Windclan. She was taken in, trained as an apprentice and finally became an excellent warrior.
IC: Sash trotted down the path. At least she thought it was a path. It was very hard, unlike the other paths she'd seen leading through the forests. She'd seen twolegs walking on those paths, but on these, there were only large noisy monsters that roared by every once in a while. She learned to stay away from those. Large twoleg nests were on both sides of her but she stayed pretty far away from those. She didn't want to be captured and taken back. Sash broke into a quick run. "I have to get out of this place, the sooner the better." The sun soon started to set over the horizon and Sash knew she was running out of time. Sash's paws were hurting badly but she kept going. Soon see saw a forest in the distance and quickly her hopes went up. She managed to find it after all. Sash's stomach rumbled, waking her from her sleep. She hadn't eaten anything since she ran away. She made it safely into the forest and being exhausted she fell and immediately sank into a deep sleep. Sash stretched and licked once through her fur. "Oh well, it's good for now," she thought. She stretched once more and set out for prey. She soon spotted a squirrel and hid behind some bushes. She was about to pounce but a twig snapped behind her and the squirrel darted up a tree. "You wouldn't have been able to catch that anyways." A voice said behind her.
Other: Bluesayer's brother's bio will be made soon. Bluesayer likes to be called Blue ((it's her nickname)).
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