Posts by calliecats

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]I ban you because your username has no color :O

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]ouch. I hope you feel better! <33

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]I ban you because it took forever for me to find your comment.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]^ I second that

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Rosenose squealed, her cinnamon fur now sprinkled with white. Her paws were numb against the cold ground, but she didn't care. She wan't to have fun for the first time in at least a moon. She was positive that she would be sick later on, but her usual careful and self-conscious self was put aside so she could enjoy the snow-filled leafbare day. Glancing up towards the trees, she noticed that the snow coated the thin branches and leaves. Hmm.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Just the idea of feeling warmer calmed her down a bit. She did as she was told, trotting towards the little bed that had been set up. Lying down on her stomach, she began to shuffle with her paws, staring down towards the ground. "Thanks," she murmured, glancing towards the entrance of the medicine cat den.

Oh, what's your name dear? "My name is Rosenose," she answered, turning her head toward where the medicine cat assistant sat, smiling thankfully. "Thanks," she mewed, bringing her head down towards the herbs. She began chewing them carefully, bringing her vision to the other cat. "What is this supposed to do?" she asked through a mouthful of herbs.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Heh, that made senses. Feverfew helped with fevers and chills. Should be easy enough to remember for next time something like this happens. Rosenose had a tendency to get into some odd situations that led her to either be trapped in a tree above thorn bushes, or buried in snow. "Nice to meet you Lagompaw." She seemed like a social enough cat, which was the total opposite of the usual Rosenose.

"Er.. pains. Uh.. um.. You mean like n-numb paws?" she stammered, an embarrassed smile appearing on her narrow face. "I-I guess it could be considered discomfort. I feel like I'm walking on my two front paws," she mewed, chuckling nervously. Though technically she wasn't put on the spot with her question, it was still a very direct question. Rosenose didn't exactly do well with being questioned.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Thanks so much Wish! I planned on expanding on him, but I just laid out all the information down so I would still have a chance. And Nep, I'd love to have a thread with them. Just PM me when the thread is made (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]Welcome to my character gallery! I only have a few characters, and this is totally incomplete. Please do not post here, just PM me if you'd like a thread or plot or whatever else you might need. Oh yeah, and take my FK. I don't need it >.>

Rosenose :: ThunderClan, She-cat, 12 moons
Primpaw :: SkyClan, She-cat, 10 moons
Caelum :: The Elite, Tom-cat, 2-3 moons
Mountebank :: WindClan, Tom-cat, Newborn

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify]Character Name: Rosenose

Character Age: 12 moons

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: ThunderClan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance:

With a naturally gentle and welcoming appearance, Rosenose is born rather petite for her age, even though she has been her entire life. Her bones are brittle and her frame is fragile; it took her longer to learn to walk than her other siblings. Her rounded, wide eyes appear as green orbs with flecks of brown around the edges of the iris and right near her pupils. Her pelt, short and smooth, is lustrous against the sunlight, the vibrant cinnamon hue darkening around the main points of her body.

A lighter coat lies around her sides and legs, while the fur around her stomach and tail is lengthier. A mask of white covers the pigment around her muzzle, up between her eyes, on her chest and stomach, all four of her paws, and along the tip of her tail. Unlike the rest of her colored fur, the white is much duller than the bright cinnamon that lies around it. Her nose, unlike most cat's, is a bright pink color instead of a dull orange or pink color. This is how she got her name.

Personality:

It's the easiest thing to note the traits that you show towards everyone - especially if you know who you are, and where you belong. Sometimes, it can be a bit more difficult when you're in the process of discovering what your purpose is, and who you want to be known as to those around you. Some make conscious decisions to act a certain way, while some traits come naturally to them. One can only hope that their true traits are positive, but more often than not, they are negative.

From birth to adulthood, Rosenose has shown the tendency to put other's needs before her own. For example, she would often give up her spot under her mother's warmth so her sibling would be comfortable. She tends to put herself in uncomfortable situations to make sure another around her feels safe and secure.

She doesn't think very highly of herself - in fact, she tells herself how bad of a job she's doing and how she should do better. She's never been an optimist, and she doesn't ever think that she'll find happiness. These thoughts usually lead her to work harder or find something to keep her busy. Usually, the only way to make her feel confident or happy is to give her positive reinforcement. When working, she's very conscientious; she's always prepared and makes sure that all of her work is done correctly, and that she doesn't miss anything along the way.

Warm-hearted and sympathetic, Rosenose is always looking to give the best advice to those in need. She's not argumentative, and is rather open-minded, even when a situation may be uncomfortable for her. She tends to live her life busily rather than leisurely, and is always on the move, whether it be to hunt or to do her daily patrols.

--- Likes: Problem solving, Helping others & Leaf-fall
--- Dislikes: Leaf-bare, Darkness, Bullies & Kittypet food
--- Strengths: Giving advice, Solving problems & Remembering things
--- Weaknesses: Being a leader, Debating & Fighting

History:

It wasn't at all a complicated situation that brought Rosenose into the world. Both loners at the time, her mother had befriended her father from a young age, and over the years they grew closer. Soon enough, they were convinced that they were in love with each other -- and so they had a litter together. It was after that Rosenose was born that things got a bit interesting. Her mother and father began arguing, which would be considered normal for couples by most standards. After a few weeks of the verbal fighting, things started to get physical. Her father would swat at her mother, and then one day he blinded her permanently.

She attacked him with vision in only one eyes, took a piece of his ear off, and chased him off into the forest. With two kittens and one eyes, her mother traveled through the forest until she couldn't walk anymore. It was then that a ThunderClan cat found her mother exhausted with two crying kittens, and brought them back to the clan camp, where they were given food and shelter for the night. After resting, her mother practically begged the leader to let them join the clan, explaining their situation. Raised in ThunderClan, Rosenose had no memories from her time as a loner, probably because she was so young.

She caught her first mouse when wandering out of the nursery when she was four moons old. She'd cornered it between trees and fallen debris, caught it by the tail, and brought it back to the center of the camp with pride. Of course, her mother was upset that she'd wandered away without her permission, but there was still the gleam of pride for her daughter's first catch.

Her early apprentice years seemed to go by faster than her kitten years. Throughout the six moons of training she went through, she learned how to hunt, fight and most importantly, how to climb trees. This skill came in handy when she was about eight moons old, and she was chased through the forest by a badger while her mentor was distracted by an unrecognized scent. Of course, her mentor noticed it after a few seconds, and chased after the two. Rosenose climbed straight up the nearest tree and was able to jump from branch to branch to escape the enraged badger.

Not too long ago, Rosepaw became Rosenose, and is currently awaiting an apprentice.

Roleplay Sample:

Nothing was out of the ordinary. The darkened sky was illuminated by the lucent moon, which appeared to be cut in half. It was nights like these where Rosenose wondered why the glowing orb in the sky went through these phases throughout each passing moon. Were the ancestors in StarClan responsible for this phenomenon? Or was there a better explanation for why the moon would suddenly be cut in half, and then return to its full form, during the duration of each month?

The tabbied she-cat quickly inhaled, the smell of the leafbare forest overwhelming her senses. Paws kneaded into the chilled dirt ground. A shiver ran up her spine, the fur on the back of her neck standing straight up. "Why does the forest have leaf-bare? It doesn't seem to help the well-being of the clan cats," she murmured to herself, scraping her sharpened claws through the thin, sorrel ground.

Standing up, Rosenose stepped forward, extending her legs out in front of her as she stretched, a silent yawn escaping her mouth. Sleep was essential for a warrior, but ever since the cooler weather had came in, she found herself lying awake until the late night hours. She would awake in the morning to blurry vision and lowered senses. How could she ever fulfill her clan duties if she couldn't get a whole night sleep? Turning towards her left, she padded towards the entrance of the warrior den, where she noted the decaying rabbits and voles lying off to the side.

Maybe if the weather would warm up, even if just by a few degrees, she would have an easier time falling asleep -- but she highly doubted that she would be able to.

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[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Character Name: Primepaw

Character Age: 10 moons

Gender: She-cat

Alliance: SkyClan

Rank: Apprentice

Appearance:

Lean and muscular, Primepaw's naturally athletic figure stands shorter than the average cat. She's not what one could consider small, but she just has shorter front legs than the average feral cat.

Personality:

the doer. In Primepaw's mind, what has to be done will get done. Efficient, a risk-taker and responsible, Primepaw never settles for being the second best. She always seems to be on the move, never stopping to relax or take a break.

Often overwhelming herself, she seems to stick to a tight schedule that goes from being on the move to passing out next to a tree near the camp due to exhaustion. She could be considered a fun cat, but usually she doesn't intend to have fun when she does. She'll be out doing her daily routine, and then become sidetracked by the little mouse that runs past her -- and suddenly, she's chasing it around the area.

Naturally friendly and adaptable, she's always up for making new friends. She never judges or categorizes a cat by the way they look or act, always trying to find who they truly are on the inside. Primepaw gets along with others well, but if she were asked to choose to work alone or with others, she'd choose to work alone, believing that she can get things done quicker and better if she's the only one doing the deciding and thinking. When working on a project, or even listening to someone speak, she'll become annoyed by the smaller details within a story, and suddenly ask for them to get to the point.

--- Likes: Taking risks, Having fun & Being "on the go"
--- Dislikes: Long explanations, Details & Rules
--- Strengths: Getting things done, Managing his time & Lying convincingly
--- Weaknesses: Sob stories, Easily distracted & Following directions

History:

Roleplay Sample:

Comments (optional):

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Username: calliecats // callie :)
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[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Character Name: Caelum (means heavenly in Latin)
Gender: Tom-cat
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
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[justify][font=georgia][size=8]Appearance: When walking through a museum, it's easy to figure out that even the simplest painting made with only shapes and colors can be more beautiful than an extravagant landscape painting. This is the case with Caelum.

On the inside of his body, his organs seem to be of average size, besides his stomach, which seems to be a bit smaller than the average cat's. This affects how much freshkill he can eat before he starts to feel sick, but because it is only slightly smaller than average, it doesn't affect him that badly. His thick bones are aligned properly throughout his body, forming the sturdy frame of Caelum. He's larger than the average feral cat, but not to the point where he appears to be a hybrid.

His muscles are well-developed and strong, helping him much in his ability to fight. Though if you were to look at him, you wouldn't notice most of these things, except for his size. On top of his pale pink skin lies a thick, soft coat of lilac fur. The tones of the lilac range from being darker to lighter, giving it a weaving appearance. His face is rounded and plump, with the remains of baby fat being left over from his younger years. Two rounded, large orbs of gold lie near the center of his face, a hue of orange surrounding the pupils.

Personality: the visionary. Resourceful, creative, intellectually quick -- these are all words that describe Caelum to the greatest extent. He always seems to be asking questions, and can often come off as someone who has a difficulty understanding things. On the contrary, he asks questions to gain information. The more he knows, the wiser he will be. Unlike most, he can remember things off the top of his head without having to think deeper. Often remembering the small details, he can be very resourceful to those around him who want to know something that happened, how it happened, and when it happened.

Always on top of things, he usually over-analyzes small bits of information, trying to find the true meaning as to what has been said or scenes where one would have to use logic to figure out what has happened. When he believes he understands something completely, he will bring it up in a conversation. If his theory is denied or questioned, he'll go into debate mode, where he can sit and argue for hours on end about a simple detail. Whenever someone gets on his last nerve or upsets him, he'll go to the end of the Earth to make sure that they stop doing whatever they are doing to annoy him. Caelum often goes into full-on competitive mode, and he won't stop until he has won.

Plot Ideas:

✥ What if all the clans could coexist in the forest without wars and fighting? Well, it may never happen, but one could try. This would be a big topic that he focuses on, trying to make friends from all the clans to come together and show one another than they're not all that different from one another. Wouldn't life be simple if everyone was tolerant of others' beliefs and respected their choices?

✥ I think it would be cool for him to have a stalker >.>

✥ Where romance is concerned, he could fall in love with a she-cat that only "loves" him for his parents and who they are. When he finds out, it would crush him. Simple, yet it could work.

^ if I had more time to do so, I would come up with better plots

Other Stuff: He is the son of Avigron and Ink

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]So. I have this kitten. His name is Caelum. Yeah. >.>

He's solid lilac, and he's the son of the Elite leader Avigron, and the Elite head stylist Ink. Here's a clip of his personality, as described in my application for him:

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the visionary. Resourceful, creative, intellectually quick -- these are all words that describe Caelum to the greatest extent. He always seems to be asking questions, and can often come off as someone who has a difficulty understanding things. On the contrary, he asks questions to gain information. The more he knows, the wiser he will be. Unlike most, he can remember things off the top of his head without having to think deeper. Often remembering the small details, he can be very resourceful to those around him who want to know something that happened, how it happened, and when it happened.

Always on top of things, he usually over-analyzes small bits of information, trying to find the true meaning as to what has been said or scenes where one would have to use logic to figure out what has happened. When he believes he understands something completely, he will bring it up in a conversation. If his theory is denied or questioned, he'll go into debate mode, where he can sit and argue for hours on end about a simple detail. Whenever someone gets on his last nerve or upsets him, he'll go to the end of the Earth to make sure that they stop doing whatever they are doing to annoy him. Caelum often goes into full-on competitive mode, and he won't stop until he has won.

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I was planning on him making some friends around the Elite, either with other kittens, or other members. I planned on getting him a stalker somewhere along the line, but it might not be until later in his life. He needs a few things before I can start threading with him, including:

✥ a future mate. HP relations not needed.
✥ friends. both male and female of any ages.
✥ enemies. some other cats that look down on him

I'm looking to have some semi-advanced to advanced threads with him, not one-liner threads, though. You can either PM me if you have an idea, or post here below.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]@ katalyst: I'd love for them to be friends! I believe one of Caelum's plots was going to be him making friends throughout all the clans to prove that they're not all that different from each other.

@ penthesilea: Heh. Catnip. I can so see that sometime in the near future, especially with Caelum. He's a bit curious, and would love to know what it's like to be high off of something. He's all about knowing every perspective.

@ everlastardly: I'd love to see how they interact! They could either be best of friends, or there could be a tension between them due to their personality difference. How about a thread? (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]That would be nice of you (:

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]it means the heavens, yes.

[fancypost borderwidth=0pt][justify][font=georgia][size=8]A solid lilac figured appeared from around the corner, his nose to the ground as he followed a scent he didn't recognize. Hmm.., he thought, glancing up towards his brother. A small smirk appeared on his face. Well, if he couldn't find the strange scent, he could always go annoy Gamzee. Caelum padded towards his brother, noticing the taller femme kitten that sat there before him. "Hey Gamzee. Whatcha up to?" he asked, nudging his brother with his nose. "Hey there," he said, smiling towards the she-cat.