Post by Artemis on May 29, 2010 20:56:42 GMT -5
Name:
Lilacfrost
Clan:
DisasterClan
Rank:
Warrior
Age:
18 moons
Appearance
Lilacfrost is a dilute tortoiseshell with medium length fur. Her eyes are a light golden brown, close to amber. She is rife with scars from her past. She has a bit more muscle than you'd expect. She is light and lithe, but not small enough to fit into small spaces.
Personality:
Lilacfrost is a hard cat, unable to trust. She's lived life on the edge, and that's toughened her up. She takes rejection hard. She yearns for acceptance and when she doesn't get it, it angers her. She'll fight for acceptance with every breath she takes. She isn't a generally unpleasant cat, but her odd quirks disturb most cats, leading to their refusal of acceptance.
As for her view on romance? She doesn't need it. It's just another form of acceptance that she'll never get, she thinks, and scoffs at it, too. She doesn't want kits either. In fact, she despises the little creatures that are so cute and overly accepted.
History:
Lilacfrost was born half ThunderClan, half ShadowClan. Her mother was in ShadowClan, so she was raised there. In her younger moons, she always wandered out of the territory and did other things forbidden to her. She was punished many times, leading to her overabundance of scars.
When the Great War started, she realized the error of her ways. She became the most loyal warrior a Clan could have. When the Clans fell apart, she was lost and full of despair. Now that there are new Clans, she has eagerly jumped into serving her new leader.
Roleplay Sample:
Disaster peered around a rocky bluff, watching the silhouettes of four cats lounging on the grass at the base of the cliff. He carefully prowled along the uneven mountain path, his large bulk making him rather unsteady, closer and closer to the unknowing family. He could now make out the colors of their pelts. Two were black with white chests, one larger than the other. Another small one was a light gray and the last one was colored almond. He smirked with amusement as he skidded down the small slope, far enough away that the cats didn’t sense him. This was easier than catching a mouse.
He prowled over until he was right behind the almond colored cat. The two that were facing in his direction had wide eyes, no doubt from seeing him, his bronze pelt rippling as he towered over the cat, his prey. He raised his large paw as his victim finally turned and noticed him. His hair stood on end and he had no chance to speak as Disaster’s paw came down on his head, crushing his skull.
The gray cat pelted over to the others, who were huddled together as he approached. He could’ve caught him, but wanted to play with his prey. The largest of his prey was baring its fangs, hackles raised, standing protectively in front of the smaller cats. He guessed that this cat must be the younger two’s mother. He lunged at her, slashing at her neck. Her reaction was a split second too slow. She let out a shriek as her lifeblood pooled around her.
The two young cats were in shock as he padded over to them. He supposed that it was because he had just murdered their parents. His mouth twisted in a cruel, knowing smirk.
”If you do not wish to share the same fate,” he began to speak in his deep, gravely voice. “You will join my group of cats. It is your choice.”
“I will join you.” Jaymist spoke softly, almost as if he didn’t believe the words he was speaking.
Aurorachasm could not believe the words she was hearing from her brother’s mouth. In her eyes he saw sadness and distress.
”Jaymist!” she said softly, her voice high and charming, disbelief in her emerald eyes. “I can’t believe you would betray me like that.”
“I know what I am doing, Aurorachasm.” he said firmly, though the unease in his eyes showed that he still doubted his decision.
Disaster shook his large head, chuckling internally. She was very naïve, though very pretty. It would be a shame to kill her. He took one step towards her. She flinched, but did not move. So she had already accepted her fate, it seemed. He raised his paw, preparing to crush her skull, but her brother moved in front of her.
“Please don’t kill her. Please don’t kill my baby sister! I’ll do anything, just don’t kill her.” He begged.
It seemed as if his new assistant had a soft spot for the black and white cat he was currently protecting. He had no such bonds.
“I will spare her, though I must take something.” He said.
Laughing, he pushed Jaymist aside, a single claw heading towards Aurorachasm’s left eye. He slashed it, licking his paw.
“Say goodbye to your sister.” He said.
Jaymist nuzzled his sister, whispering a quick goodbye. Disaster started padding away, Jaymist at his back, as Aurorachasm watched them through her only eye.
Lilacfrost
Clan:
DisasterClan
Rank:
Warrior
Age:
18 moons
Appearance
Lilacfrost is a dilute tortoiseshell with medium length fur. Her eyes are a light golden brown, close to amber. She is rife with scars from her past. She has a bit more muscle than you'd expect. She is light and lithe, but not small enough to fit into small spaces.
Personality:
Lilacfrost is a hard cat, unable to trust. She's lived life on the edge, and that's toughened her up. She takes rejection hard. She yearns for acceptance and when she doesn't get it, it angers her. She'll fight for acceptance with every breath she takes. She isn't a generally unpleasant cat, but her odd quirks disturb most cats, leading to their refusal of acceptance.
As for her view on romance? She doesn't need it. It's just another form of acceptance that she'll never get, she thinks, and scoffs at it, too. She doesn't want kits either. In fact, she despises the little creatures that are so cute and overly accepted.
History:
Lilacfrost was born half ThunderClan, half ShadowClan. Her mother was in ShadowClan, so she was raised there. In her younger moons, she always wandered out of the territory and did other things forbidden to her. She was punished many times, leading to her overabundance of scars.
When the Great War started, she realized the error of her ways. She became the most loyal warrior a Clan could have. When the Clans fell apart, she was lost and full of despair. Now that there are new Clans, she has eagerly jumped into serving her new leader.
Roleplay Sample:
Disaster peered around a rocky bluff, watching the silhouettes of four cats lounging on the grass at the base of the cliff. He carefully prowled along the uneven mountain path, his large bulk making him rather unsteady, closer and closer to the unknowing family. He could now make out the colors of their pelts. Two were black with white chests, one larger than the other. Another small one was a light gray and the last one was colored almond. He smirked with amusement as he skidded down the small slope, far enough away that the cats didn’t sense him. This was easier than catching a mouse.
He prowled over until he was right behind the almond colored cat. The two that were facing in his direction had wide eyes, no doubt from seeing him, his bronze pelt rippling as he towered over the cat, his prey. He raised his large paw as his victim finally turned and noticed him. His hair stood on end and he had no chance to speak as Disaster’s paw came down on his head, crushing his skull.
The gray cat pelted over to the others, who were huddled together as he approached. He could’ve caught him, but wanted to play with his prey. The largest of his prey was baring its fangs, hackles raised, standing protectively in front of the smaller cats. He guessed that this cat must be the younger two’s mother. He lunged at her, slashing at her neck. Her reaction was a split second too slow. She let out a shriek as her lifeblood pooled around her.
The two young cats were in shock as he padded over to them. He supposed that it was because he had just murdered their parents. His mouth twisted in a cruel, knowing smirk.
”If you do not wish to share the same fate,” he began to speak in his deep, gravely voice. “You will join my group of cats. It is your choice.”
“I will join you.” Jaymist spoke softly, almost as if he didn’t believe the words he was speaking.
Aurorachasm could not believe the words she was hearing from her brother’s mouth. In her eyes he saw sadness and distress.
”Jaymist!” she said softly, her voice high and charming, disbelief in her emerald eyes. “I can’t believe you would betray me like that.”
“I know what I am doing, Aurorachasm.” he said firmly, though the unease in his eyes showed that he still doubted his decision.
Disaster shook his large head, chuckling internally. She was very naïve, though very pretty. It would be a shame to kill her. He took one step towards her. She flinched, but did not move. So she had already accepted her fate, it seemed. He raised his paw, preparing to crush her skull, but her brother moved in front of her.
“Please don’t kill her. Please don’t kill my baby sister! I’ll do anything, just don’t kill her.” He begged.
It seemed as if his new assistant had a soft spot for the black and white cat he was currently protecting. He had no such bonds.
“I will spare her, though I must take something.” He said.
Laughing, he pushed Jaymist aside, a single claw heading towards Aurorachasm’s left eye. He slashed it, licking his paw.
“Say goodbye to your sister.” He said.
Jaymist nuzzled his sister, whispering a quick goodbye. Disaster started padding away, Jaymist at his back, as Aurorachasm watched them through her only eye.
