Character Name: Drift
Character Age: 18 moons
Gender: Female
Alliance: She doesn't really have any. She's there when needed, and if someone wants her to stay, she'll gladly do so. That being said, no one's asked... yet.
Rank: N/A
Appearance (6 or more sentences): Her fur is a dark brown, almost looking burnt, and she's covered in scars. The tip of her tail is white, which gives her a great deal of annoyance because she feels like she's waving a white banner around all the time. Her eyes are golden, but good luck convincing her. She'd like to believe they're just brown. Her claws are nice and sharp, and so are her teeth, but she doesn't enjoy using them. She has no qualms about slashing someone's pelt open, but still, it's a messy clean up, and it's not the most effective method to make friends.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): She's stiff as a rock when pushed. If she believes in something, she'll stubbornly go for it unless she's held back, and good luck doing that. You'd have better luck catching a fish out of the clouds. She's not violent often, although she can have her moments when it might be fitting to ask, "Is it really safe to be in forests as her?" Those incidents usually occur after something happens to kits. She's not reticent, able to hold her own voice against a crowd. However, when she's beat, she's beat. All she needs is to know it. When roused, she's a cranky waker, but she often has trouble falling asleep. Nightmares and such keep her awake. Some are just nightmares, but some are... more. Let's just leave it at that.
---Likes (at least 3): She likes climbing. Her favorite activity is hunting. She likes watching kits and the stars at night. She also likes sleep... when she can get it.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): She hates swimming, but she'll do it if pushed. She doesn't like bloodshed, but she understands when it needs to happen. She doesn't like sleeping, because that usually means nightmares. She hates lazy cats that feed off of others. She doesn't like standing with her back to her enemy.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): She's an efficient hunter. She's also a good motherly figure. She's protective of her friends, and she's a good climber.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): She has a fierce temper. Sometimes, she can be a little thick. She's usually involved in fights too passionately. She can be prone to periods of bloodthirstiness, which results in a lot of injuries.
History (8 or more sentences): She was born in a hollow log being thrown down a river. The nature of her birth resulted in the death of her mother, and because she was the runt, her father abandoned her while taking her two brothers. She was rescued by an elderly cat whose kitty-pet daughter had given birth a few moons before. She was suckled in a litter of four males, and as a result, she developed a very masculine attitude. After she was 5 moons old, she slipped into the forest. She learned to hunt on her own from spying on a few clan cats. She decided against joining a clan when she saw how clans treated some loners. Instead, she's been on her own ever since. She's constantly on the move, seeing as foxes seem drawn to her. She never really grew very large, but she isn't lilliputian. She's a good-sized cat with a well-shaped head and an almost-attractive face, if not for the scars. She's always got nightmares as a kit of a lot of water, and of being left alone, although they've become more and more ambiguous as time gnawed away her memory.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
Drift sighed as the forest flickered around her. The light caused her eyes to become slits, and she slid forward. The blinding sheet of white was masking a fat mouse. She wasn't about to let that go. She approximated and took a running jump. There was a satisfaction as her claws severed the small, brittle spine. This was going to be a good meal.
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