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  • My Charries ^^

    [justify]Raven[/justify]



    Character Name: Raven


    Character Age: 26 moons


    Gender: She-cat


    Alliance: None


    Rank: Kittypet


    Appearance: Raven in a small, slender turkish angora-siamese mix. She has tuxedo markings; her muzzle and forehead, stretching down to her chest and underbelly, are white. She has white ear tips, white paws, and the tip of her tail is white. Her black fur is longer than her white fur. Her white fur finer. Raven looks like an ordinary kittypet, and her eyes are the only thing unusual about her. Raven's left eye is a pale cyan, and her right eye is a reddish brown. But if you were to get a closer look, you would see she is blind in her left eye. Her pupil, instead of being black, is milky white, and dilated. Her build is not very muscular, but not as fat as other kittypets.


    Personality: Raven enjoys the beauty of nature, unlike some other kittypets. Her worst nightmare is having to be kept inside. She is often very timid towards new things, but adapts easily and learns to accept them into her heart. Raven loves to learn new things, for as kittypets life is especially boring, according to her.


    Raven usually never react in anger, but she is easily annoyed. She hates being judged as a kittypet, and that is the this that would upset her the most. Despite that, she is normally in a good mood.


    ---Likes: Silence, sleep, nighttime, water
    --- Dislikes: Most twolegs and twoleg related things,
    ---Strengths: Clever, affectionate, hopeful
    ---Weaknesses: Bipolar, short-temper, weak, sensitive


    History: Raven was the litter's runt, born to a flame point siamese mix queen, and a black smoke turkish angora male. She inherited her mother's carried american shorthair genes, explaining her tuxedo markings. Her kithood wasn't the best. Her littermates would tease her for her wonder of the outside world. When the day arrived to get adopted, she would regret it forever.


    She was adopted by a tall, yellow furred twoleg, and a tiny, pale, and underweight twoleg kit. These are the twolegs she currently belongs to. The smaller twoleg would beat her if she misbehaved, and the elder one allowed it. She eventually got used to the pain, but one day she had enough. Raven leaped at the small twoleg, clawing at her face as much as she could, until the twoleg smacked her down. Raven got shut outside that night. And it was cold. She could shelter underneath a fallen tree and waited out the snow. She didn't sleep much that night, she was too busy thinking. That was the day she learned never react with violence. Because reacting with violence would make her just like twolegs. Raven thought of runnining away, and hunting for herself. So she tried. But the bell on her collar would scare away any prey, and she didn't know how to get it off. Her twolegs found her because of her collar. The small twoleg stopped feeding her for a whole moon, and Raven had to look everywhere for food. The twoleg started feeding her again, and Raven decided that the only way she could escape would be to remove her collar. She searched for someone or something to help her. She still searches, but now outside. Raven stays as far away from twolegs as they allowed her to, so she spends her days in the place she loves the most. Nature. The outdoors will always be where she belongs. Her salvation, and her home. One day she hopes to be truly free.



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    [justify]Florence[/justify]



    Character Name: Florence


    Character Age: 29 moons


    Gender: She-cat


    Alliance: None


    Rank: Loner


    Appearance: Florence is a large, silver, short haired American Curl. She has a striped pelt, the stripes starting from her forehead, running down to her neck, to the tip of her tail. She doesn't have any stripes on her face, legs or belly. Her build is well muscled, and a heathy weight. Her eyes are sea foam green.


    Personality: Florence is a very settled young female. She is very polite and never picks fights. She loves kits, and wishes she could have her own. Unfortunately, she is sterile, preventing her from doing so.


    ---Likes: Kits, exploring, other cats in general, and swimming
    --- Dislikes: Death, twolegs, unnecessary violence, most clan cats
    ---Strengths: Manners, hunting, tracking, and fighting
    ---Weaknesses: Easily taken advantage of, fragile ears, emotional, too often puts others first, has a limp when she walks


    History: Florence has been alone all of her life. She was abandoned when she was 3 moons old by twolegs on the side of a thunderpath. From then on, she learned things the hard way. She raised herself. She dislikes most clan cats do to bad experiences with them. One day she picked a fight with a warrior on patrol, and broke her front left leg. It never healed properly, and so she walks with a limp. She often walks along the thunderpath she was left beside, because memories of the thunderpath were the earliest memories she could ponder.