Post by Aftermath on Nov 22, 2014 3:37:35 GMT -5
Name: Eternity
Age: 5 1/2 moons
Gender: Female, but doesn't care what gender pronouns are placed on her.
Position: Loner, could join a Clan sooner or later.
Clan: See Position.
Personality: Eternity is very shy and timid, and doesn't like encounters with others, especially those who are larger than her. She usually lurks away from others, and honestly hates when people try to break into her history; she WILL give her name but not her history or why she's a loner. She is, however, when she gets over her shyness, which is very hard to do for her, very nice and playful, in fact, she loves to play. She still falls apart in battle games, as she is terrible at them. She hates actual battle (See History) because of experience.
Eternity has a gift of intellegence that most of her peers dream about having, being very strategic and very smart. However, she knows few battle moves.
Appearance: Extremely small. Eternity is about 55% the size of her peers, and is often picked on because of her small size, also being the weakest of any cat her age. She seems to have development problems physically. She has a milky blue right eye (not shown in picture) which is nearly blind, making it harder to hunt than it already is for her. She's black with a tuxedo marking that takes her whole chest and her chin.
History: From the second she was born, she was poked fun at by nearly everybody. Eternity, as a younger kitten, was always the mouse in hunting games with her four siblings. But after the third time being caught, she started being clever and running when her siblings tried to catch her. She usually won, believe it or not. Her dad was called Bleak, and was the only parent who gave a piece of dirt about her. Her mom didn't care about her - in fact Eternity never knew her name.
When Eternity's mom and dad split up at her third moon on this Earth, she went with her dad, unlike the other kittens, who went with her mom. In fact, her dad still lives with her, and helps her with daily life. She was once sttacked by another loner, taking a blow to the side as primary damage. She can't battle and she knows it...
(Sorry for short history, this is a KIT.)
Extra: Still lives with Bleak, her dad.
Now for Bleak.
Name: Bleak
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Tom, likes to be refered to as such.
Position: Loner, would join a Clan if his daughter would.
Clan: See Position
Personality: A sweet, loving young cat. He'll do anything for his daughter and others he cares for. Bleak can't stand being without others he loves and cares for around him, or he goes and restlessly looks for them. He doesn't stalk anyone, but he hates being alone. He would kill to keep his daughter safe, as well as sacrafice himself. He is a very good father because of this. He'll play around every time he can, and is usually scorned for it.
Appearance: Bleak is a smaller male, yet somehow intimidating sometimes, specifically when he's angry. His body is primarily gray, with a tuxedo marking. His eyes are a soft emerald green, and are very bright. Bleak has oddly, a black paw on his front right leg. He has a huge battle scar down his right hindquarters, and a small nick on his ear.
History(In First Person, this is Bleak telling you his history): Why, hello! I'll cut to the chase, we're not good for time. Well, here goes. I was born 18 moons ago, as a kittypet, in a warm home. It was early summer and still too cold for me to go outside. I was a tiny kitten, honestly. I was sometimes made fun of, by my sister, Cream, exclusively. My brother, Rain, was the biggest of us kittens and didn't like the teasing. I loved him and hate not seeing him; he was such a nice cat - he even defended me sometimes when I couldn't!
Then this thing I never though about for my first two moons - Adoption days. Rain was kept by my twolegs, and I wasn't adopted. My twolegs placed me with my brother for a while, until they passed away when we were eight moons old. We both were emotionally ruined by that. My brother was caught by twolegs, and likely loved. I ran, now alone, until I found my former mate at 10 moons. I won't mention her name; she hates me and I hate her.
We had five kits when I was 12 1/2 moons old, but we started arguing quickly and after three moons, broke away. My daughter went with me... I still love my other kittens, but I love Eternity the most. I know, it could be because she's the only kit who still loves me... Whatever. Her first battle was uncalled for, but we still won, with some scars. That sums it all up, see you on the flip-side!
Extra: None, just likes how he is.
Age: 5 1/2 moons
Gender: Female, but doesn't care what gender pronouns are placed on her.
Position: Loner, could join a Clan sooner or later.
Clan: See Position.
Personality: Eternity is very shy and timid, and doesn't like encounters with others, especially those who are larger than her. She usually lurks away from others, and honestly hates when people try to break into her history; she WILL give her name but not her history or why she's a loner. She is, however, when she gets over her shyness, which is very hard to do for her, very nice and playful, in fact, she loves to play. She still falls apart in battle games, as she is terrible at them. She hates actual battle (See History) because of experience.
Eternity has a gift of intellegence that most of her peers dream about having, being very strategic and very smart. However, she knows few battle moves.
Appearance: Extremely small. Eternity is about 55% the size of her peers, and is often picked on because of her small size, also being the weakest of any cat her age. She seems to have development problems physically. She has a milky blue right eye (not shown in picture) which is nearly blind, making it harder to hunt than it already is for her. She's black with a tuxedo marking that takes her whole chest and her chin.
History: From the second she was born, she was poked fun at by nearly everybody. Eternity, as a younger kitten, was always the mouse in hunting games with her four siblings. But after the third time being caught, she started being clever and running when her siblings tried to catch her. She usually won, believe it or not. Her dad was called Bleak, and was the only parent who gave a piece of dirt about her. Her mom didn't care about her - in fact Eternity never knew her name.
When Eternity's mom and dad split up at her third moon on this Earth, she went with her dad, unlike the other kittens, who went with her mom. In fact, her dad still lives with her, and helps her with daily life. She was once sttacked by another loner, taking a blow to the side as primary damage. She can't battle and she knows it...
(Sorry for short history, this is a KIT.)
Extra: Still lives with Bleak, her dad.
Now for Bleak.
Name: Bleak
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Tom, likes to be refered to as such.
Position: Loner, would join a Clan if his daughter would.
Clan: See Position
Personality: A sweet, loving young cat. He'll do anything for his daughter and others he cares for. Bleak can't stand being without others he loves and cares for around him, or he goes and restlessly looks for them. He doesn't stalk anyone, but he hates being alone. He would kill to keep his daughter safe, as well as sacrafice himself. He is a very good father because of this. He'll play around every time he can, and is usually scorned for it.
Appearance: Bleak is a smaller male, yet somehow intimidating sometimes, specifically when he's angry. His body is primarily gray, with a tuxedo marking. His eyes are a soft emerald green, and are very bright. Bleak has oddly, a black paw on his front right leg. He has a huge battle scar down his right hindquarters, and a small nick on his ear.
History(In First Person, this is Bleak telling you his history): Why, hello! I'll cut to the chase, we're not good for time. Well, here goes. I was born 18 moons ago, as a kittypet, in a warm home. It was early summer and still too cold for me to go outside. I was a tiny kitten, honestly. I was sometimes made fun of, by my sister, Cream, exclusively. My brother, Rain, was the biggest of us kittens and didn't like the teasing. I loved him and hate not seeing him; he was such a nice cat - he even defended me sometimes when I couldn't!
Then this thing I never though about for my first two moons - Adoption days. Rain was kept by my twolegs, and I wasn't adopted. My twolegs placed me with my brother for a while, until they passed away when we were eight moons old. We both were emotionally ruined by that. My brother was caught by twolegs, and likely loved. I ran, now alone, until I found my former mate at 10 moons. I won't mention her name; she hates me and I hate her.
We had five kits when I was 12 1/2 moons old, but we started arguing quickly and after three moons, broke away. My daughter went with me... I still love my other kittens, but I love Eternity the most. I know, it could be because she's the only kit who still loves me... Whatever. Her first battle was uncalled for, but we still won, with some scars. That sums it all up, see you on the flip-side!
Extra: None, just likes how he is.