Post by rainfacex3 on Jan 27, 2009 10:56:33 GMT -5
Name: Chibi.
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Rogue.
Clan: Rogue.
Appearance: Chibi is a small, white she-cat. She was a kittypet living near the forest until fairly recently, when her Twolegs threw her out because they had a new kit and it was taking up all their attention. Her ears are tipped with light gray. So is her tail, and her paws. Her muzzle is a slightly darker gray.
Personality:Chibi has something like split personalities. She can be as sweet and caring as an angel, or as dastardly and angry as a devil. She is only a kit, so wandering the streets all leafbare wasn't the best idea she's ever had. But she didn't have much choice. She had considered entering the mysterious forest near her Twoleg's nest, but one day a few seasons ago, her Twolegs had gone in there and come out covered in scratches. Chibi didn't want to think about what was in there that could have done that, so she simply stayed out of it. But wandering the streets for a season so cold has left her with a case of greencough, and she knew the vet would not let in a stray kit. Even if he did, she wouldn't be able to explain that she had greencough. Chibi's eyes are dark green.
Heritage: Kittypet born.
Role Play Sample: Chibi sat just inside the forest, wondering - not for the first time - what lay deep inside it. Suddenly her nostrils itched fiercely, and she sneezed. Stupid greencough. Chibi thought to herself. Summoning up every ounce of her courage, she ran across the clearing and into the forest. Immediately she halted, taking in all the unfamiliar scents. Her ears pricked up and her eyes flew wide as she scented an impossible amount of cats. Intrigued, she crept slowly forwards to hide in a bush that overlooked a clearing. She stifled a gasp as she spotted two cats talking. Her heart beated so loudly she couldn't hear a word they said before they left in the opposite direction.
Chibi struggled with the image and scent of the strangers in her mind. She sniffed the air. They smelled of wind, of rabbit and of open moorland and grass. Suddenly the strange moorland-cats burst in through another bush opposite Chibi. Shocked, she shrank farther into the bush without thinking. A prickly leaf stabbed her in the back. She thought she had stifled the scream of pain that surged towards her open mouth, but obviously not, because the strange moorland-cats sniffed the air and walked cautiously towards her. One of them stuck his nose into the bush and poked around with it. She felt his nose touch her pelt, and suddenly the stranger grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dropped her in front of the older cat that was with him. Chibi shivered in fear as one of the cats bent down and demanded, "What are you doing on WindClan territory, kittypet?"
Custom or Cannon: Custom.
Did you read the rules? NO CROWFOOD!
Gender: She-cat.
Rank: Rogue.
Clan: Rogue.
Appearance: Chibi is a small, white she-cat. She was a kittypet living near the forest until fairly recently, when her Twolegs threw her out because they had a new kit and it was taking up all their attention. Her ears are tipped with light gray. So is her tail, and her paws. Her muzzle is a slightly darker gray.
Personality:Chibi has something like split personalities. She can be as sweet and caring as an angel, or as dastardly and angry as a devil. She is only a kit, so wandering the streets all leafbare wasn't the best idea she's ever had. But she didn't have much choice. She had considered entering the mysterious forest near her Twoleg's nest, but one day a few seasons ago, her Twolegs had gone in there and come out covered in scratches. Chibi didn't want to think about what was in there that could have done that, so she simply stayed out of it. But wandering the streets for a season so cold has left her with a case of greencough, and she knew the vet would not let in a stray kit. Even if he did, she wouldn't be able to explain that she had greencough. Chibi's eyes are dark green.
Heritage: Kittypet born.
Role Play Sample: Chibi sat just inside the forest, wondering - not for the first time - what lay deep inside it. Suddenly her nostrils itched fiercely, and she sneezed. Stupid greencough. Chibi thought to herself. Summoning up every ounce of her courage, she ran across the clearing and into the forest. Immediately she halted, taking in all the unfamiliar scents. Her ears pricked up and her eyes flew wide as she scented an impossible amount of cats. Intrigued, she crept slowly forwards to hide in a bush that overlooked a clearing. She stifled a gasp as she spotted two cats talking. Her heart beated so loudly she couldn't hear a word they said before they left in the opposite direction.
Chibi struggled with the image and scent of the strangers in her mind. She sniffed the air. They smelled of wind, of rabbit and of open moorland and grass. Suddenly the strange moorland-cats burst in through another bush opposite Chibi. Shocked, she shrank farther into the bush without thinking. A prickly leaf stabbed her in the back. She thought she had stifled the scream of pain that surged towards her open mouth, but obviously not, because the strange moorland-cats sniffed the air and walked cautiously towards her. One of them stuck his nose into the bush and poked around with it. She felt his nose touch her pelt, and suddenly the stranger grabbed her by the scruff of the neck and dropped her in front of the older cat that was with him. Chibi shivered in fear as one of the cats bent down and demanded, "What are you doing on WindClan territory, kittypet?"
Custom or Cannon: Custom.
Did you read the rules? NO CROWFOOD!
