Post by shiningheart on Mar 19, 2012 17:18:36 GMT -5
name: Flicka | Flickerpool
gender: She-cat
age: 38 moons
rank:Loner
clan: None for now, but will join ThunderClan later.
quick description: Tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Description:
Flicka has the build of her father and the looks of her mother. Her shoulders are well-muscled and bulky. Most of her power comes from her hind-legs, which is mostly used for jumping and catching birds. The tortoiseshell coloring comes from her mother, and the white part comes from her father. All four of her paws are snowy white, as well as her chest and belly. There's a bit of white on her muzzle, but only about half of her chin.
Flicka's eyes are light green and almond shaped. Her nose is dark pink with a bit of black around the nostrils. Her whiskers are medium-length, not too short but not too long. And they're white. She has a recessive gene in her make-up that puts tabby markings around her eyes and forehead, but no where else.
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Personality:
Moons of living on her own and for herself has taught Flicka the meaning of being careful. She never approaches anyone strange, and anything that smells or likes like it was may by twolegs is given a wide berth. Her caution has saved the lives of herself and those around her quite a few times, so she's learned to trust her instincts.
Unlike most loners, Flicka doesn't do well on her own. If she doesn't have at least one cat with her to speak to, she gets lonely. As such, she's friendly to every cat she meets, even if they aren't friendly to her. She hopes that, one day, someone will come back and choose to stay with her.
But she'll never force a cat to stay if they don't want to. To Flicka, there's nothing worse than making a cat do anything they don't truly want to. The phrase, "the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few" has no truer meaning. Flicka would rather be alone and miserable than see any other cat unhappy.
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History:
Firefly was a fighter from birth. She didn't want to be, but she had to. One day she met Bramblethorn, a warrior of SkyClan, at the border. They got into a fight that lasted far longer than either was used to. Both were excellent fighters. Firefly ended up losing and waited for Bramblethorn to kill her, but he didn't. It had nothing to do with the warrior code saying warriors didn't need to kill to prove they won.
During their fight, Bramblethorn had gained a respect for her that he didn't have for any of his other Clanmates. The respect was mutual, so he hid Firefly in a cave just outside of the border, so he wouldn't technically be harboring an outsider in his Clan's territory. He'd hunt outside of SkyClan's lands for her, so he also wasn't technically stealing his Clan's prey to feed a loner. The only thing he had to take from his Clan to help Firefly was herbs to help her wounds.
Their mating wasn't actually meant to happen. Neither felt anything beyond respect and companionship, so it had been purely an accident on their part. After Firefly healed fully, they went their own ways and never saw each other again.
Newborn-5 moons old
Fate had other plans for Firefly, though.
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gender: She-cat
age: 38 moons
rank:Loner
clan: None for now, but will join ThunderClan later.
quick description: Tortoiseshell and white she-cat
Description:
Flicka has the build of her father and the looks of her mother. Her shoulders are well-muscled and bulky. Most of her power comes from her hind-legs, which is mostly used for jumping and catching birds. The tortoiseshell coloring comes from her mother, and the white part comes from her father. All four of her paws are snowy white, as well as her chest and belly. There's a bit of white on her muzzle, but only about half of her chin.
Flicka's eyes are light green and almond shaped. Her nose is dark pink with a bit of black around the nostrils. Her whiskers are medium-length, not too short but not too long. And they're white. She has a recessive gene in her make-up that puts tabby markings around her eyes and forehead, but no where else.
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Personality:
Moons of living on her own and for herself has taught Flicka the meaning of being careful. She never approaches anyone strange, and anything that smells or likes like it was may by twolegs is given a wide berth. Her caution has saved the lives of herself and those around her quite a few times, so she's learned to trust her instincts.
Unlike most loners, Flicka doesn't do well on her own. If she doesn't have at least one cat with her to speak to, she gets lonely. As such, she's friendly to every cat she meets, even if they aren't friendly to her. She hopes that, one day, someone will come back and choose to stay with her.
But she'll never force a cat to stay if they don't want to. To Flicka, there's nothing worse than making a cat do anything they don't truly want to. The phrase, "the needs of the many outweigh the needs of the few" has no truer meaning. Flicka would rather be alone and miserable than see any other cat unhappy.
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History:
Firefly was a fighter from birth. She didn't want to be, but she had to. One day she met Bramblethorn, a warrior of SkyClan, at the border. They got into a fight that lasted far longer than either was used to. Both were excellent fighters. Firefly ended up losing and waited for Bramblethorn to kill her, but he didn't. It had nothing to do with the warrior code saying warriors didn't need to kill to prove they won.
During their fight, Bramblethorn had gained a respect for her that he didn't have for any of his other Clanmates. The respect was mutual, so he hid Firefly in a cave just outside of the border, so he wouldn't technically be harboring an outsider in his Clan's territory. He'd hunt outside of SkyClan's lands for her, so he also wasn't technically stealing his Clan's prey to feed a loner. The only thing he had to take from his Clan to help Firefly was herbs to help her wounds.
Their mating wasn't actually meant to happen. Neither felt anything beyond respect and companionship, so it had been purely an accident on their part. After Firefly healed fully, they went their own ways and never saw each other again.
Fate had other plans for Firefly, though.
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