Post by Taxx on Mar 23, 2020 20:19:58 GMT -5
Name: White
Age: Three moons
Sex: She-cat
Gang: Scavengers
Rank: Kit
Social Stats
Intelligence: 2
Empathy: 1
Charisma: 1
Willpower: 1
Battle Stats
Strength: 1
Endurance: 1
Agility: 1
Instinct: 1
Picture:
Description Summary: Slender, white-furred she-cat with olive green eyes
Full Description: White embodies her name: she is stark white, with no other color mixed into her pelt. In body she is lean, a form which is obvious through the shortness of her fur. She doesn't have much in the way of muscle and she'll never be impressive in size or strength, but then, she doesn't need that. Her coat is short and thin, only her tail growing out into a plume, thicker at the base and thinning out at the tip of her tail. Only on her pads, her nose, and the inside of her ears show the pink of skin, and the most vivid color is that of her eyes, an olive-green that starkly contrasts the white fur of the rest of her.
Personality: White has never been and will never be a typical kit: from the moment she opened her eyes, she's shown the sometimes unnerving tendency to watch. As she's grown older, it's become more pronounced. She doesn't act like a normal kit, and she doesn't really see the point in pretending to be something she's not. She tends to stick to herself, sitting quietly and watching her Gangmates go about their lives, taking her own notes and storing them away for later musing over.
She doesn't think much of Frost, really; she'll do what she's told but she won't hesitate to make clear her own thoughts about it. She won't blindly follow demands, especially if they don't make sense to her. She's out for herself, and only herself, and she's quite content with that way of life.
History: White was born to Whisper and Frost, the leader of the Scavengers and his mate, alongside her dark-furred brother, Black. In all her short moons, she's stayed within the camp as directed- not out of respect for the rules, not really, but because she knows that there are dangers out there that she has no chance to withstand. She spends her days watching and gaining information, both on her Gangmates and her kin. Soon enough she'll be apprentice age- until then, she's plenty content in the camp, exploring what she can and spending the rest of her time... just watching.
Age: Three moons
Sex: She-cat
Gang: Scavengers
Rank: Kit
Social Stats
Intelligence: 2
Empathy: 1
Charisma: 1
Willpower: 1
Battle Stats
Strength: 1
Endurance: 1
Agility: 1
Instinct: 1
Picture:
Description Summary: Slender, white-furred she-cat with olive green eyes
Full Description: White embodies her name: she is stark white, with no other color mixed into her pelt. In body she is lean, a form which is obvious through the shortness of her fur. She doesn't have much in the way of muscle and she'll never be impressive in size or strength, but then, she doesn't need that. Her coat is short and thin, only her tail growing out into a plume, thicker at the base and thinning out at the tip of her tail. Only on her pads, her nose, and the inside of her ears show the pink of skin, and the most vivid color is that of her eyes, an olive-green that starkly contrasts the white fur of the rest of her.
Personality: White has never been and will never be a typical kit: from the moment she opened her eyes, she's shown the sometimes unnerving tendency to watch. As she's grown older, it's become more pronounced. She doesn't act like a normal kit, and she doesn't really see the point in pretending to be something she's not. She tends to stick to herself, sitting quietly and watching her Gangmates go about their lives, taking her own notes and storing them away for later musing over.
She doesn't think much of Frost, really; she'll do what she's told but she won't hesitate to make clear her own thoughts about it. She won't blindly follow demands, especially if they don't make sense to her. She's out for herself, and only herself, and she's quite content with that way of life.
History: White was born to Whisper and Frost, the leader of the Scavengers and his mate, alongside her dark-furred brother, Black. In all her short moons, she's stayed within the camp as directed- not out of respect for the rules, not really, but because she knows that there are dangers out there that she has no chance to withstand. She spends her days watching and gaining information, both on her Gangmates and her kin. Soon enough she'll be apprentice age- until then, she's plenty content in the camp, exploring what she can and spending the rest of her time... just watching.