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Post by fallenstorm on Apr 21, 2011 20:02:59 GMT -5
[Storm] [Disturbence of heavy rain fall]
[She-cat/female] [N/A] [16 moons] [Loner]
____________[LOOKS]
Steady muscles under her multi-colored pelt. Her coat is short and is mostly grey with white and black, but also sheds shades of blue and red. One of her blue-ish ears is missing the tip and her skin is scarred, if only you could see. Two of her paws are a deep blue-ish grey color while the front right in white and the back left is a black with soft red. Her white freckled over grey face hangs slightly at ease, but when she is alert, her head is high. Her tail tip is a black and white. Her underside is slightly longer to stop her skin there from being torn by unknown things. The only thing stopping her from seeing, are her clouded black and ice blue eyes.
____________[PERSONA]
Storm lives up to her name. Her voice can be loud yet soft, she can make herself known with ease or hide silently as she wishes. She is a very smart she-cat who knows her way around things. Her blind eyes don't lead her, her mind does. This grey cali is very stubborn most of the time, but can also be very relaxed, gentle and lovable with kits and those she knows well. Her temperment ranges with her age, but she is mostly laid back and quiet when told. She has a hard and thick head, and doesn't always listen to commands of outsiders or cats that she knows has no business leading her around.
____________[HISTORY]
Storm never really met her parents, but she's been told that he mother was a medicine cat apprentice at one point and her father was a warrior who dared himself to death, so she never really dares to try and to remember her family. She became a rougue 8 moons ago, 6 moons after she had been blinded. When Storm was only two moons old, she had ventured out from the den she and her three siblings were staying at with another lone cat who she learned was called Stasha. Stasha hadn't gone far to hunt when she heard young Storm yowl in pain as a flyer had picked her from the ground. After being dropped in fear by the flyer, Storm had been dropped straight into a bush with thorns that had covered her body in scars, and blinded her with no sight. At the age of ten moons old, the blind cali left her lone family and set out to find a good life for herself. But the last eight moons before she left, she fought with her siblings and learned to rely on her mind, ears and nose more than her lost eyes.
____________[IC]
"Hello." The shaded calico she-cat yawned as she stretched into a standing postion before plopping her rear back down in the dirt as she faced her new found friend and brother. "I didn't expect to see you here today. What may the occasion be my brother?"
A soft chuckle reached the blind she-cat's ears before he spoke. "I can't come to see my dear sister? It had been nearly six moons since the last time I saw you. My have you changed deeply." Storm listened as her brother and his friend sat down quietly before her, one twitching his tail in the dirt as if he was nervous to be around a blind cat.
"That is not a very good source of mind." She said with a smile in her voice, blind eyes enlighting as her ears twitched. "What is it that is bothering our friend?"Storm turned her head in the direction of the twitching tail.
"N-n-nothing." He stuttered as he lowered his head and tail stopped twitching while his eyes gazed away from the daring calico that now watched him silently with unseen eyes.
____________[FAMILY]
Mother: Faithtail(deceased) Father: Tigerheart(deceased) Broher/s: Browneye and Losttail(deceased) Sister/s: Goldenears
____________[PASSWORD]
AURORA
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Post by Crane on Apr 21, 2011 20:08:49 GMT -5
Beautiful bio, and such an original history! Accepted!
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