Post by Elena on Aug 6, 2009 23:01:38 GMT -6
Name: Frosty
Gender: She-cat
Age: 22 moons
Affiliation: Farm Cat
Kin: Cream, mother, lives in Twoleg nest
Unknown tom, father.
Hay, brother, barn cat.
Patches, brother, barn cat.
Mate: Open
Appearance: The first thing to notice about Frosty is her surprising weight. Naturally large and muscular, her size is added to by a bit of extra fat built up over the seasons. The white she-cat isn't that chubby, but it's definitely noticeable, especially if compared to a lean Clan cat. Her build, however, is stocky anyway. Though tall, her broad shoulders, thick, powerful limbs, and large paws balance out the effect, giving her the look of a big, heavyset cat. She is not terribly fast, considering the length of her stride, or that good of a jumper, but she has considerable power. That being said, her fighting skills are seriously lacking, never having had any training, though she could still probably do some damage. Her hunting is fairly good; she's been trained to catch mice and rats, although she has little experience outside of those.
Her fur is completely white, and fairly short, making Frosty's shape very obvious. Though easy enough to take care of, Frosty's fur is often messy or left with debris sticking to it, often giving people a first impression of a careless or distracted she-cat - especially with the added odor. Her eyes are a glaring yellow, but noticably round and innocent. Her short white whiskers and pale pink nose are at the end of her moderately shaped muzzle, and her face is slightly rounded, topped with long, pointed ears.
Personality: Frosty knows she is special. Magical, if you want to call it that. She’s had the belief since she was young, and you won’t be dissuading her either. She’s very stubborn about the topic, and constant “attacks” on her idea have made her defensive about near everything. Her faith in her own power has brought her to do many reckless things, and she won’t stop believing until she kills herself.
Frosty is basically sure that she can manipulate things to end how she wants – not with a silver tongue, but with an unknown power. She’s ready to charge into a battle or something suicidal (despite her lack of training) because she’s sure that she’s protected, or embark on a pointless mission believing that she can bring out the wanted results. It's not uncommon for her to warn cats that they're cursed, or attempt to hex someone herself.
Despite her large size, she has a light and dreamy manner, and Frosty's face usually has a distracted but sweet smile on it. She tends to point out things that most wouldn't, and does get frustrated when others don't show the same interest. Her greetings are often odd comments or predictions about the receiving cat, and many are disturbed by her readiness to talk about such things.
Despite what many people think, Frosty is perfectly sane, and she can get very sharp with a cat if they contradict her. Frosty does not appreciate unnecessary rudeness, and will confront offenders with noticeable distaste, although she might keep a bit of floatiness when talking. All of her choices make perfect sense to her, and she is simply bothered with others' refusal to expand their horizons. She will lose her dreamy demeanor in a snap if she is criticized by someone "narrow-minded," and generally ignore outside opinions.
She is this way about things beyond her "power," as well - she has become defensive overall, and quick to judge. However, if she thinks you're a nice and respectable cat, she will be very affectionate and sweet to you, and willing to comfort at all times.
History:
Gender: She-cat
Age: 22 moons
Affiliation: Farm Cat
Kin: Cream, mother, lives in Twoleg nest
Unknown tom, father.
Hay, brother, barn cat.
Patches, brother, barn cat.
Mate: Open
Appearance: The first thing to notice about Frosty is her surprising weight. Naturally large and muscular, her size is added to by a bit of extra fat built up over the seasons. The white she-cat isn't that chubby, but it's definitely noticeable, especially if compared to a lean Clan cat. Her build, however, is stocky anyway. Though tall, her broad shoulders, thick, powerful limbs, and large paws balance out the effect, giving her the look of a big, heavyset cat. She is not terribly fast, considering the length of her stride, or that good of a jumper, but she has considerable power. That being said, her fighting skills are seriously lacking, never having had any training, though she could still probably do some damage. Her hunting is fairly good; she's been trained to catch mice and rats, although she has little experience outside of those.
Her fur is completely white, and fairly short, making Frosty's shape very obvious. Though easy enough to take care of, Frosty's fur is often messy or left with debris sticking to it, often giving people a first impression of a careless or distracted she-cat - especially with the added odor. Her eyes are a glaring yellow, but noticably round and innocent. Her short white whiskers and pale pink nose are at the end of her moderately shaped muzzle, and her face is slightly rounded, topped with long, pointed ears.
Personality: Frosty knows she is special. Magical, if you want to call it that. She’s had the belief since she was young, and you won’t be dissuading her either. She’s very stubborn about the topic, and constant “attacks” on her idea have made her defensive about near everything. Her faith in her own power has brought her to do many reckless things, and she won’t stop believing until she kills herself.
Frosty is basically sure that she can manipulate things to end how she wants – not with a silver tongue, but with an unknown power. She’s ready to charge into a battle or something suicidal (despite her lack of training) because she’s sure that she’s protected, or embark on a pointless mission believing that she can bring out the wanted results. It's not uncommon for her to warn cats that they're cursed, or attempt to hex someone herself.
Despite her large size, she has a light and dreamy manner, and Frosty's face usually has a distracted but sweet smile on it. She tends to point out things that most wouldn't, and does get frustrated when others don't show the same interest. Her greetings are often odd comments or predictions about the receiving cat, and many are disturbed by her readiness to talk about such things.
Despite what many people think, Frosty is perfectly sane, and she can get very sharp with a cat if they contradict her. Frosty does not appreciate unnecessary rudeness, and will confront offenders with noticeable distaste, although she might keep a bit of floatiness when talking. All of her choices make perfect sense to her, and she is simply bothered with others' refusal to expand their horizons. She will lose her dreamy demeanor in a snap if she is criticized by someone "narrow-minded," and generally ignore outside opinions.
She is this way about things beyond her "power," as well - she has become defensive overall, and quick to judge. However, if she thinks you're a nice and respectable cat, she will be very affectionate and sweet to you, and willing to comfort at all times.
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