Post by Angel on Feb 25, 2009 9:50:15 GMT -5
I'm applying for FlareClan leadership! With my old, but awesome kitty Tundra. Or Tundrastar, or Tundraflare, or Tundrapaw - I'm gonna just continue now... x.x
Name: Tundra
Age: 11 moons
Gender: she-cat
Appearence: Tundra has a white pelt with black stripes and spots. She is very agile and nimble, her body is frail and can look almost fragile. Her face is soft with her features, including her seducing eyes and her pink nose. She has hints of gray along her skinny body; but her biggest weakness is not being able to hide. Her white stands out against the black roads of the city, so visible that even a twoleg can spot her.
Personality: Tundra is like a bunch of completely different cats thrown into one body. Some cats surface and take control, others may stay in her head, and she is always in a different mood and it may shock you how easily she can switch from warm and sweet to cold and harsh. She is always very careful with strangers, she never really trusts them unless they prove themselves. But she can also trust them a little too easily. It may confuse you, it confuses her as well. Tundra is completly and utterly unpredictable.
History: When Tundra was a young kit living off of leftovers her mother found in trash bins next to an apartment, her life of full stomaches and warm company suddenly vanished one night whem Tundra had mindlessly wondered off around midnight, something that was not smart while in the city. As she left the alley she heard a gurgling scream that was abruptly cut off. She spun around to find a dark shadow leaning over her mother and two brothers, blood dripping from his claws. As soon as he spotted her he flinched at the sight of the young Tundra and fled. Tundra had many moons to suspect why he killed her family. Her strongest idea is that he was her father, and he was taking revenge on her mother for leaving him.
Roleplayer: Angel
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That is my basic description of her. I'm really sleepy as for it's early in the morning, so everytime you see her name just add 'star' to the end of it. I luff my Tundra. (:
Name: Tundra
Age: 11 moons
Gender: she-cat
Appearence: Tundra has a white pelt with black stripes and spots. She is very agile and nimble, her body is frail and can look almost fragile. Her face is soft with her features, including her seducing eyes and her pink nose. She has hints of gray along her skinny body; but her biggest weakness is not being able to hide. Her white stands out against the black roads of the city, so visible that even a twoleg can spot her.
Personality: Tundra is like a bunch of completely different cats thrown into one body. Some cats surface and take control, others may stay in her head, and she is always in a different mood and it may shock you how easily she can switch from warm and sweet to cold and harsh. She is always very careful with strangers, she never really trusts them unless they prove themselves. But she can also trust them a little too easily. It may confuse you, it confuses her as well. Tundra is completly and utterly unpredictable.
History: When Tundra was a young kit living off of leftovers her mother found in trash bins next to an apartment, her life of full stomaches and warm company suddenly vanished one night whem Tundra had mindlessly wondered off around midnight, something that was not smart while in the city. As she left the alley she heard a gurgling scream that was abruptly cut off. She spun around to find a dark shadow leaning over her mother and two brothers, blood dripping from his claws. As soon as he spotted her he flinched at the sight of the young Tundra and fled. Tundra had many moons to suspect why he killed her family. Her strongest idea is that he was her father, and he was taking revenge on her mother for leaving him.
Roleplayer: Angel
^
That is my basic description of her. I'm really sleepy as for it's early in the morning, so everytime you see her name just add 'star' to the end of it. I luff my Tundra. (:
