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Character Name:
Silver
Character Age:
15 moons
Gender:
She-cat
Alliance:
None, she is a loner.
Rank:
Loner
Appearance:
Silver is a stunningly beautiful silver she-cat with faint, almost unnoticeable, smoky grey stripes. Her sleek silver fur is always meticulously well-groomed and unruffled even in the midst of the fiercest battles. Even though her pelt betrays no emotions, Silver is easily read by her hazelnut eyes. Nearly obscuring their golden colour, are emerald-green flecks. She has a slender build, seen often in Windclan cats. Her tapered tail is long and thin, affording her perfect balance in high trees. Her claws are sharper than most cats', and hooked. She has triangular ears, which aid her in hearing her enemies, and almond-shaped eyes with a faint black eyeliner effect. Her whiskers are long and semi-transparent, and her nose is a rare pale pink colour, similar to a rosebud.
Personality:
Even though her delicate features attract many toms, Silver rarely makes friends. She finds it extremely hard to socialise with other cats. On the outside, she is portrayed as unfriendly and, in some cases, arrogant and vain. However, the last thing Silver wants is to be noticed by her looks. This she-cat is extremely insecure, but hides it well. She can be prickly and irritable at times, but usually has a commendable temperament. Even though Silver does not particularly care much for outsiders, she will willingly give her life for a friend. No matter what happens, Silver will never betray them.
---Likes:
Being alone
Silence
Warm days
--- Dislikes:
Cliffs or heights
Flirtatious toms
Noise
---Strengths:
Climbing (especially trees)
---Weaknesses:
Trust issues
Manipulated easily
Too loyal
History:
Take one look at this she-cat's face and you might be fooled into thinking that her history is as pretty and guileless as her looks. But then you would be wrong. Silver is actually a reincarnation of the late Infinity. However, unlike most reincarnations, her memory was left unerased. By accident or on purpose, is unknown. Her distinct bengal markings and odd eyes were not the features on her previous form. It is thought that whatever; or whoever decided to give her a second chance at living also sought to remind Silver of her previous life so that she wouldn't make the same mistakes in her new one. When she was Infinity, Silver was torn between loyalties and betrayed by her mate, her father, and her own clan. She ended up taking her own life in a last, desperate attempt to end her own suffering. What happened to her clan and her kin is unidentified and irrelevant. Silver was reincarnated as an apprentice; a cruel joke seeing as, in her previous life, her mentor was the one who eventually decided her demise.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
The silver feline wound through the rushes at the side of the riverbank, her sleek figure slipping through the delicate fronds like water through moss. Her pawsteps were light but certain; her pads making contact with the parched earth for only a fraction of a second before being brought up again. A long, thin tail whisked through the stifling summer air, resulting in a small breeze.
Silver stopped at the riverbank and crouched down, every movement fluid and linked. The she-cat marveled at her own gracefulness; her elegant poise and willowy build had not occured in her previous form. She bent down to drink, her pink tongure darting out to lap up the shimmering water as her eyes darted from side to side, always watching, always alert.
After her thirst had been appeased, Silver straightened up, droplets of water still clinging to her whiskers (to be finished.....)
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