[size=9pt]name- "My name is Ghoul."
gender- "I am a female."
appearance- "I stand tall and proud, although I am shattered. My malachite eyes hold a depth that can't be perceived without knowing what I have gone through. One eye is partially clouded from a scar that runs from the peak of my forehead to my left jawline. It does not hinder me and I function as a normal cat. My pelt is a dark gray with black dapples that are nearly impossible to discern but you can see them if you stare hard. I hold a certain clumsiness that can be considered endearing or irritating. I am not graceful, but I do not let the insecurity that others judge me get to me. I am who I am and nothing, not even the judgment of my Clan, will change that."
rank- "I wish to be a warrior, even though my name is not of a warrior distinction."
personality- "I am proud to say the least. Long ago, I learned to give and receive orders equally and I know when I have overstepped the line. I am sensitive, but I try not to show it. Sensitivity is weakness and there is nothing more to it. Kindness is not in my nature, but I am capable of showing the emotion when needed. There are certain things about me that make me avoidable to other cats. I am blunt and honest, saying my opinion and saying it clearly. I do care about what cats think of me but that is hidden beneath a facade of nonchalance and blank facial expressions. I do know when to take a break and have fun, but my duties come first. That is the bottom line."
history- "My history is long and boring in some parts. I was a kit to a Clan which will remain unnamed. My mother and father were both well-liked and social laws in my Clan dictated that everyone must be kind. But that was not always the case. I was on a patrol as an apprentice when I saw a wounded thrush, easy for the taking and it was going to die off anyways. I showed sympathy, not caring that it was practically food without effort for the Clan. I turned away to let it die in peace and my mentor towered over me, a menacing figure at the time. I saw nothing when his paw lashed out and his claw dragged down my face, giving me the scar I have now, both mental and physical. I ran. I ran far and dropped the suffix from my name, officially declaring myself a loner. I roamed alone for many moons, encountering many types of characters before I decided that I could try being a part of a Clan again, the solitude rubbing away my sanity."
username- mindlesswanderings
screen name- mindlesswanderings
muse- Pretty high
how often are you on?- I just joined as this account but I did have an account that was two years running, so I am not sure how active I will be, but I will certainly try to remain active."
anything else?- Not really.[/size]
