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NAME: Chrysaliswing
AGE: 12 moons
GENDER: she~cat
ALLIANCE: ParadiseClan
RANK: Warrior
APPEARANCE:
Chrysaliswing is a beautiful, slender she-cat with a creamy white pelt. Her smooth pelt is lightly dusted with a brown sheer over the arch of her back. Her thin, sleek fur is patched with smoky black stain engulfing her creamy paws. The dark fur covering her paws goes up to the joint in her legs. There is also a layer of smoky black fur covering her long, whiplike tail, and evenly spraying her face and ears, creating a unique and mask-like mink or lynx pattern. Now, aside from her exquisite siamese pelt, he body has an unusually thin build, partly from her oriental breed, and alas, partly from her own self-neglectance. But, nevertheless, her thin, lanky structure allows her to fit in small spaces and curl up into tight and sufficiently sustained balls. Her figure also allows her to become swift and agile, and gives her the ability to be passive, allowing easy access through tight squeezes, vines, trees, and any other type of blockage. Though she is a thin cat, she is also quite tall, and has a long serpentine body. She has a small tattoo of a star on her front left shoulder, representing her seeking nature. Lastly, you must learn about what really makes a cat's image, her facial features. Chrysaliswing has a thin, bony face and large ears, almost fanlike and inproportionate. Her ears match the color of her round, bold eyes, which are as black as pools composed of molten coal. She has a very long, chiseled muzzle, consisting of a small black nose and a laslty thin, quaint mouth.
PERSONALITY:
Being a very distant cat, Chrysaliswing is often more reserved. She does not prefer to talk to others, and she rarely understands them or has any notion to speak to them. In her mind, most things are boring and meant to consume time while she waits for her next meal. For this unusual asian cat, life revolves around her next meal, but not for the reason you'd think. Chrysaliswing spends most of her time lying in a tight position, training unnessecarily, or jumping around camp sparatically. She stops at every puddle, stream, shore, lake, or pond just to gaze at her imperfect reflection in the water. The longer she stares at herself, the more imperfect she feels. This is also true with the way she feels. She finds that she is not as good as every other cat in some way. By focusing on her appearance and feelings, she thinks too hard on her next meal. When she eats, she eats anywhere from a small and select portion, to nothing at all, over fear of becoming fat, because she is often grumpy and lazy from lack of nutrients. In act, she drives herself to insanity, and hibernates alone, without any mate or friends, just the way she likes it, no one to bother or pester her.
LIKES:
She likes the feeling of hunger, because she feels skinny, pretty, and not sluggish. She loves hunting and preparing meals for other cats, so they have the right amount of food, not too much... And she also enjoys laying in the rain, it cleans her pelt without a thorough drench or involvement of saliva.
DISLIKES:
She doesn't like when she is full or eats too much, even drinking for that matter. She hates when other cats engourge themselves with food irrationally and unnessacarily. She also can't stand honey, it is filled with sugary substances, and she never wants to encounter it. Ever.
STRENGTHS:
Though usually, her weaknesses beat them down, her strengths sometimes withstand. Chrysaliswing's strengths are both mental and physical. Her mental strengths are mostly the captive and nurtured intelligence she hides away from most others. Her physical strengths all come from her lengthy, nimble body, allowing her great speed and agility.
WEAKNESSES:
Ah, though she has strengths, Chrysaliswing is a cat of many weaknesses. Her weaknesses often provail, creating a self-barrier that holds her to the ground. Usually, Chrysaliswing allows her weakness of mind to beat her down. Her mental weaknesses include the following: The fact that she finds herself so imperfect and constantly focuses on no one but herself, the fact that she has no confidence in herself, and the fact that she hates socialization and sevrves little to her clan and others. Physically, she is extremely weak because she is overly thin and frail, not alloing herself to sustain propper nutritional values by eating little to nothing. She also has a fear of being made fun of, so she talks to no one unless she has to. And when she does talk to someone, she is grumpy, defensive, and annoyed.
HISTORY:
Moons ago, in a twoleg breeding facility, an elderly woman with wrinkly, purplish skin brought in her fat, fluffy, persian cat. A finely bred, refined, and highly overfed cat named Luna. A tall man took her to a back room, where she was kept in a prepaid kennel, seperated from the other purebreeds. After a long week, Luna was moved into a lab with another tom. His name was Chi. Chi was a thin, reserved siamese cat with an ever-upturned nose toward any other cats. Eventually, the cats were shot with drugs and put to sleep for countless hours. After a few moons in the facility, the plump she~cat had a litter of kittens. Most of them were plump and snooty, but one was thin and irregular. The other cats teased the plump kittens for their large fluffy bellies. And they teased the small one for her offly bred structure. Sometime later, the twolegs decided the smallest kitten didn't meet their standards and quickly disposed of her, out into the forest, where she spotted yards of free land, and acres of kittypet houses. The thin cat made her way through the free forests and to the edge of a rocky shore, where she met another cat, who's name was Poppy. Poppy nurtured the small cat and showed her to a chain of rocks, crossing the ocean. At her own expense, Poppy urged the small cat to cross the ocean, to another, better island, which they could barely view from their stance apon a tall rock. She expressed that she could not follow her, because the rocks were only thick enough for one cat to cross. The small cat sadly nodded and crossed the long, rocky bridge. Exhausted, she made it to her new home, a new island. Where she could be wanted, free, and not tracked by twolegs. She eventually stumbled apon a group of cats known as ParadiseClan, where she made her home, uneasily, telling no one of her past.[/fancypost]
