Character Name: Mind
Character Age: 48 moons
Gender: Female
Alliance: None
Rank: Loner
Appearance (6 or more sentences): Mind is a tall, strong, and slender she-cat. Her black pelt is comparable to the texture of velvet as it is short and soft. She is thin to the point of being boney; in multiple parts of her body, bones such as the ribcage are visible though the fur. This gives the unsightly illusion that the pelt is hanging off of her. She is odd-eyed, meaning that her eyes are different colors. Her left is a bright, fiery orange and her left is a deep, ocean green. The eyes are dull and do not give off a glow unless they are in a dark environment. To keep with the theme of the rest of her, Mind's tail is long and thin; this is great use to her in climbing. Her triangle-shaped nose is pale and small.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): Mind has repeatedly been call "empty" and this is no exaggeration. If she has any main personality traits, they do not show. She rarely talks, but when she does it's in a monotone and depressing voice. She can manipulated very easily. This fault has led her to do the bidding of other, evil loners. Their requests included the murder of their enemies. Mind has a very strong maternal instinct and openly objects to the harm of kits. She is a loyal companion to those who care to get to know her. This can and will prove to be difficult, as she keeps to herself and moves dens often. Mind has been known to resort to violence when angered. Her violent outbursts have been the cause of her exile from various loner groups.
---Likes (at least 3): Kits, sunbathing, and privacy.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Murderers, clan-cats, and the invasion of her personal "bubble".
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Sneaking, running, climbing, and fighting.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Her own anger, being underground, and, occasionally, her size.
History (8 or more sentences): Mind is, and always had been a loner. Her mother was beautiful, savannah cat named Lash and her father was a brave rogue named Vlad. Mind was raised lovingly by her mother, who cherished her very being. This was the only point in Mind's tragic life that she had felt her unconditional love. When Mind was 4-moons-old her mother was ambushed and murdered by a patrol of BloodClan cats. This event filled Mind's head with lies and misconceptions of clan life. She was then raised by her father, but it is not a tom's duty to raise a kit. Vlad did poorly in raising her. He told her to let go of everything instead of acknowledging what was going on around her. This led to her emptiness. When she was of 11-moons, Vlad abandoned his duty and escaped to the soft life of a kittypet. This is when Mind's lonely life began.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): The she-cat laid on top of a sand-colored stone and took in the heat from the beating sun above. Her tail dangled lightly off the edge and she lifted her head to the sound of a crow. The bird was extremely close as it was perched in the tree next to the stone. Mind lifted herself onto her paws and narrowed her eyes at the the bird. "Hello." She managed. The crow merely cawed again in response which resulted in a glare from Mind. "I think all animals should learn how to speak cat." She thought out loud. The one-sided conversation was soon interrupted by a rustling in a nearby bush and the sound of arguing from two loners. Mind gasped and jumped silently from the stone. She slithered into the small cavern under the boulder and waited for the strangers to pass.
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