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hourglass . · Jan 25th 2016

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[hr][justify][font=georgia]FULL NAME: Ares ( Future name ;; Leopardheart )
AGE: Twelve moons
GENDER: Feminine
CURRENT RANK: Loner ( Future clan member )
[hr][font=georgia]PERSONALITY: This she-cats mentality is a powerful asset that has more times then often pulled her head out of her rear. From this strong mind she obtains a manipulative and seductive art, and knows how to coo her words to get what she wants from other felines. This damsel lives up to the name, being deceitful and conniving.

She is always alert for any news or rumors, and if it's secrets your looking for, she could practically start her own business selling them. While she isn't apparent all the time, she has more eyes and ears then what appear on her physical presence. A keen intelligence is what this youthful feminine is renowned for. A torsion, strategic mentality that conjures occasionally audacious, yet sickeningly sweet plots that have a high probability of success.
[hr][font=georgia]LOVE INTEREST: May develop
[color=lightgrey]CRUSH: May develop
MATE: None
OFFSPRING: None
KIN:
Lucius - Father - Deceased
Artemis - Mother -Deceased
[hr][font=georgia][color=lightgrey]APPEARANCE: Piercing orbs as that of oceanic origin, brimming with undomesticated adeptness and insight gleam from their placement amid an elegantly sculpted sea of facial features. a narrow && polished jawline, smoothly sloped head leading down to the gentle ridge of a feminine nose, and an undeniably becoming muzzle complete this feline's initial impression of poise, regalia, and artistry beyond her youth. Among the many elusive genes she bares, one is the formation of her sleek structure. Ares is a vessel built with a deceivingly fragile skeletal structure- possessing a more diminutive build than most of her female counterparts.

Examining her outer appearance once more, the most striking feature is the exotic fur blanketing this small cat. A multitude of sand and gold, proving to be the perfect canvas for the aphotic markings that branch and travel over her lithe frame- creating an appearance most reminiscent to that of a Leopard.
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hourglass . · Jan 27th 2016

Babur

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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:3px][color=gray][sub][font=arial]oh but she burns like rum on the fire.[/fancypost]

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Babur. ( Name Meaning ;; From Persian origin meaning "tiger" )
FUTURE NAME ;; Tigerpaw - Tigerheart

NICKNAME(S) →
None.

GENDER →
Feminine.

BIRTHPLACE →
Outside the clan.

PELT COLOR →
Baburs' coat takes on a variety of colors; obsidian streaks decorating her undersized frame in the majority of her upper body until slowly molding and fading into the mosaic hue towards her chest and underbelly. A massive variety of dark auburn pigments flare along her back wildly, like that of a tiger. The strongest of the russet wash hue begin in the highest point of her body, the top of her cranium before descending downward, fading from a molten molasses to a pale cocoa on various patterns residing on her narrow && polished jawline, and smoothly sloped head.

EYE COLOR →
A light shade of a Caribbean blue. The outer rim of the coloring is a dark cerulean, deep ocean with brighter flecks of ice. As you get closer to the pupil, you will began to notice the lighter flecks mixing with the darker ones creating a floating appearance.

AGE →
Ten moons.

BODY MODIFICATIONS →
None.

RANK →
Loner, future apprentice.

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- Cold, oceanic eyes
- Stands below the average stature of her fellow dames
- Smells heavily of roses and light rain
- Extremely manipulative

PERSONALITY →
What this dame lacks in size, she makes up for in finesse. She possesses a silver tongue- a master mind underneath her actions. Babur can lie as good as a songbird can sing, and yes, she can sing. You may be able to notice discrepancies between statements but when she lies, she makes sure it's good. she never falters and never lets those whom like to interrogate get the best of her. But all of this goes towards her intelligence. This feline believes that everything is important. from the slightest move of her peers to even the personality types of others.

Babur doesn't let herself be unknown to any skill, even thievery. She lets herself be open to everything that shows it could be useful in the future. She turns down nothing that offers more insight into another or something in general. Having always lived on the on her own, She knows her way around. In her days this youth has established many enemies, though she keeps those enemies close. Never taking a misstep-- never stumbling over her own statements.

HISTORY →
Not many are aware of the past of this feline, her mysterious behavior covering almost- if not all tracks of her presence on earth. From a very young age Babur was taught to only value her own life, being introduced to the concept of life as nothing but a game of survival before she could even walk. She was an only child, born to two felines- Ares, and Lucifer. Babur taught herself almost everything; how to act, how to survive, and ultimately adopting the styles of other calculating creatures she encountered in her ventures. Living in a shroud of solitude, continuing to be the conniving creature of which she was born.

RELIGION →
Undecided.

THEME SONGS →
Alina Baraz - Drift

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Heterosexual.

TURN ONS →
- Dominant
- Aggressive
- Intelligent
- Mature
- Darker fur coloring

TURN OFFS →
- Ignorant
- Submissive
- Overly kind, optimistic
- Immature
- Lighter fur coloring

LOVE INTEREST →
May develop.

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Anything is fine.

MUSE LEVEL →
8/10

ACTIVITY LEVEL →
7-8/10

OTHER →
Star

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hourglass . · Jan 27th 2016

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Oh but she burns like rum on the fire !
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(name) Killsaga
(name pronunciation) (Kill - Say - Gah)

(gender) Feminine

(age) Two and a half years

(breed) Mixed breed - Unknown

(fur color) Multitude of light and dark

(eye color) An incredibly piercing shade of glacial blue is what the entirety of Killsaga's right eye is victim to. The outer rim of the coloring is a darker cerulean, As you get closer to the pupil, you will began to notice the dark flecks mixing with the lighter one's creating a floating appearance. However, while the right side of her left eye possesses the same coloring as her right eye- the left side of her left eye takes on the coloring of a deep amber. One of her most striking features.

(distinctive appearance traits) This outer shell is what grants everyone to respect her - or judge her. this canine believes that first impressions are what strikes people into greeting you - she wants to appear defiant and powerful, yet elegant and svelte at the same time. She holds an undersized physique, standing slightly below average. Examining her outer appearance once more, she holds a unique fur pattern; a base of blinding white- layering over this base is a dark golden, followed by an ash-like grey, and the darkest of blacks. The white canvas mentioned earlier, tainted with a light grey, woven over this grey is a dark golden- creating a notable mask-like patterning over her eyes; this gold also strewn throughout her frame. Finishing off this multitude of lights and darks is the distinguishable patterns of charcoal harbored from her ancestors.

Her eyes are also one of her most distinctive traits- as described earlier, they take on and exotic appearance.

(rank) Loner, future Omega
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(personality traits) Manipulative - Convincing - Aggressive, cold tendencies - Independent -
Dominant, preferring to lead rather than follow - Traitorous - Multiple facades, most often times masking her true intentions and morphing herself into whatever might please the existing party

(personality) Even though I could ramble on and on-- there truly is no way to describe her. She has no set description-- because of this complexity, it's rather hard to understand how she behaves. This lass is cloaked in a cold, intriguing perfume-- a venomous tongue, infecting the closest living creature within it's reach. She can be manipulative and persuasive, covering a light honey over her words in order to coil around the frail mind of her next victim. Like a viper, she strikes hard and fast, the actual damage is inflicted in a matter of seconds though the overall agony remains long after the brutal attack.

As many know, morphing herself into whatever will please the existing party, is a highly used skill of hers. An actress, more or less-- able to take on every role or script that will prove successful in that particular scenario. But all of this goes towards her intelligence. She believes that everything is important. From the each and every move of her peer's to even the personality types of others. Killsaga has a high mentality and proves to be severely mentally intact. From another point of few, she is seen as perplexing mysterious, like a puzzle with a thousand microscopic individual pieces that don't seem to fit, no matter how long or hard your working at it.

Whether you want to single out her actions as fact or fiction is completely dependent on you. But, if you choose to see it or not this youthful figure is very deep and intense, there is always more then meets the eye. She presents a cool, detached and unemotional air to the world yet lying underneath is tremendous power, extreme strength, intense passion and a persistent drive. Having a very penetrative mind, do not be surprised if she asks questions, she is just trying to delve deeper and survey the situation. She always wants to know why, where and any other possible detail she can possibly know. Killsaga is very weary of the games that other people try to play- for she is guilty of playing the most twisted. She tends to dominate and control anyone that lets her, or anyone that she may find weak. Which explains her overly independent nature; Killsaga will always be one to prefer leading rather than following.

(history) May be revealed

(kin)
Lucifer - Father - Deceased
Panama - Mother - Deceased
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(relationship status) Single

(crush) May develop

(mate) None

(pups) None, uninterested
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(screen name) ˢᵃʰˡᵗ

(what can I call you?) Anything is fine

(activity level) 7-8/10

(muse level) 8/10

(roleplay sample) I can assure you that I am advanced - I will get this up soon

(plot ideas) Thinking

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hourglass . · Jan 27th 2016

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hourglass . · Jan 27th 2016

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[color=black] She was wandering; simple, no?
It couldn't have been that hard to comprehend. What else would one have concluded, at the sight of her diminutive, feminine figure weaving its way amongst the shadowed undergrowth of the territory? Seeming as if she had intention? Then what would explain her occasional pauses, as her alluring ice chipped gaze flitted over the lank trees, as if she had no place to go, or to be? Within her wandering, her attention was dragged towards something new-- the breeze has brought her the scents of countless other creatures......what a small world, she finally came across others. Curious longings for knowledge would prove pointless here- because there was no honest point in her actions. Her paws were moving, one in front of the other, guiding her smoothly along the fringed flanks of the forest. And, in some type of direction, the way she prowled described her own personal qualities. She was clearly no simple female, with a behavior somewhat hushed and tranquil--yet at the same time, calculating and dangerous.

This feline was nothing more then a small lump disguised by the darkness the shadows had to offer, upon initial glance, she was moving freely against the earth. The dark and light coloration of Babur's coat was hard to locate against the shadowy canvas of the unknown. The dark soil was soft beneath the loner's cautious paws. She prowled , through this light, vegetation-rich land, motivated by the hope of settling here for the moment's time, until the actions she was prone to preform were made, and her treachery was dawned here, as it was in numerous other lands. But until then, she would need a place to call her own, would she not? This green, crepuscular land, drenched in the shadows of the towering trees, seemed like the ideal place for one as she, who wished to remain hidden, until she deemed herself ready to be known by all others who populated this area.
A massive horde of scents struck her nose. A hearty amount-- the fresh scent of many animals, prey as well as predator; cats. The fresh but also stale scents of a large amount of felines- they were all different, yet they all bore the same hearty stench of this land. [/fancypost]

hourglass . · Jan 28th 2016

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[color=black] The manipulating damsel instinctively froze. With further investigation, she began to walk once again, but now with a sense of caution to her gait, carrying herself on silent paws, but standing with a posture that expressed the great pride and confidence she held of herself- and her moons of successful crimes had done nothing more then increase such self-regard.

Surprisingly, the sly fox of a cat now flashed her oceanic optics from side to side. Filling her gaze, was a larger she-cat perched upon a tree stump. Babur could scent the opposing feline before anything else- but was it like this mischievous damsel to flee? Of course not. Babur didn't know whether to stir up trouble with this lone clan-cat, with dominance and aggression- or to maybe, befriend the newly discovered felines.

The other animal was blankly aware of her presence already, eyes glaring in her current direction-- so it wouldn't hurt to test her a bit more. Her eyes glowed with uncertainty, but also with a playful intent. The small cat moved, until she was no more than a few tail-lengths away. She looked over her carefully, trying to rule out any suspicions she might have had earlier- she didn't seem to be in an aggressive stance. Maybe luck was on this female's side. There have been countless other scuffles, and fights that Babur has found herself in the middle of- but somehow, she didn't see herself fighting this dame.
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hourglass . · Jan 29th 2016

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[color=black] [b]"Relax, if I was going to try anything- believe me, I would've by now." Her angelic, yet edged voice rung into the air- her eyes trained on only one object in specific, the figure that was just ahead. She was cautious about the new feline, but she kept a cool posture, and a non-threatening position. The other female clearly dwarfing Babur- seeing as though she held a physique below the average structure of her feminine counterparts.

The cat seemed to be rather, protective over this territory, with good reason- but her growl only lifting Babur's spirits more. She is one of the most misunderstood of all her species. She is all about intensity and contradictions; a warning to one, is nothing but an invite to her.

Quickly moving onto a different subject, the feminine now carefully, seated herself. "I was not aware that there was anyone claiming this territory. I am Babur, It's a pleasure." Her voice was stable, not showing any fear, or caution-- just the sweetness that she allowed to fill her skilled notes.
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hourglass . · Jan 29th 2016

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Ares - Ares / Baypaw - Bayfrost
prefix ⇥ there are many reasons as to why 'bay' was chosen to represent this feline. but, the most relevant reasoning is for her aphotic appearance- oculars victim to the deepest of oceanic shading.
suffix ⇥ given to her for her cool and detached nature. but also because of her icy, seemingly heartless behavior.

CHARACTER AGE::
ten moons old
birthday ⇥ october thirty-first
zodiac sign ⇥ scorpio

CHARACTER ALLEGIANCE::
no current alliance
rank ⇥ loner / rogue, future apprentice
desired rank ⇥ future warrior

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CHARACTER AFFILIATION::
cerberus x rúna
litter-mates ⇥ none
other siblings ⇥ none
extended family ⇥ any extended family of ares is unknown
friends ⇥ a small amount of loners and rogues - to be determined
rivals ⇥ many felines that thrive in her current area - to be determined

CHARACTER HISTORY::
a look into the past...
kithood ⇥ from a very young age ares was taught to only value her own life, being introduced to the concept of life as nothing but a game of survival before she could even walk. she was an only kit, born to two felines; cerberus and rúna. her parents were never the most caring of individuals- preferring to educate their child about the importance of caring about yourself over anyone else. though, young ares seemed to already see this importance. it would seem as if this soul was born just as conniving as her lineage.

Before long, ares departed from her parents- cerberus and rúna having no objections as they returned to their nomadic ways. ares taught herself almost everything; how to act, how to survive, and ultimately adopting the styles of other calculating creatures she encountered in her ventures. living in a shroud of solitude, continuing to be the selfish creature of which she was born. she was never one to remain in one place for long, preferring to roam the lands. she'd seen many things, heard numerous words, and felt a wide variety of emotions and sensations. ares has always been an extremely mature, mentally intact individual- proving that underestimating her do to her youthfulness is a clear mistake.

as time progressed ares became known to be a fierce being who acted very hostilely toward any unfamiliar felines. becoming even more disliked by the other displaced cats- because of her seemingly constant need to destroy the very beings who were thought to be her allies. her reputation only escalating the more she continues to lead this solitary life.

apprenticeship ⇥ to be determined

life as an adult ⇥ to be determined

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CHARACTER PERSONA::
manipulative - convincing - aggressive, cold tendencies - independent -
dominant, preferring to lead rather than follow - traitorous - multiple facades, most often times masking her true intentions and morphing herself into whatever might please the existing party
overview ⇥ even though I could ramble on and on- there truly is no way to describe her. she has no set description- because of this complexity, it's rather hard to understand how she behaves. for this lass is cloaked in a cold, intriguing perfume- a venomous tongue, infecting the closest living creature within it's reach. she can be manipulative and persuasive, covering a light honey over her words in order to coil around the frail mind of her next victim. like a viper, she strikes hard and fast, the actual damage is inflicted in a matter of seconds though the overall agony remains long after the brutal attack.

As many know, morphing herself into whatever will please the existing party, is a highly used skill of hers. an actress, more or less-- able to take on every role or script that will prove successful in that particular scenario. what this dame lacks in size, she makes up for in finesse. she possesses a silver tongue- a master mind underneath her actions. ares can lie as good as a songbird can sing, and yes, she can sing. you may be able to notice discrepancies between statements but when she lies, she makes sure it's good. but all of this goes towards her intelligence. she believes that everything is important. from the each and every move of her peer's to even the personality types of others. ares has a high mentality and proves to be severely mentally intact. From another point of few, she is seen as perplexing mysterious, like a puzzle with a thousand microscopic individual pieces that don't seem to fit, no matter how long or hard your working at it.

Whether you want to single out her actions as fact or fiction is completely dependent on you. but, if you choose to see it or not this youthful figure is very deep and intense, there is always more than meets the eye. she presents a cool, detached and unemotional air to the world yet lying underneath is tremendous power, extreme strength, intense passion and a persistent drive. having a very penetrative mind, do not be surprised if she asks questions, she is just trying to delve deeper and survey the situation. she always wants to know why, where and any other possible detail she can possibly know. ares is very weary of the games that other members of this land try to play- for she is guilty of playing the most twisted. she tends to dominate and control anyone that lets her, or anyone that she may find weak. which explains her overly independent nature; ares will always be one to prefer leading rather than following- even despite the fact that she would be a cruel leader, with the most malicious intent. which also leads to her traitorous behavior- making many of her enemies this way. ares is extremely hard to trust- and most often times than not, would not hesitate to sacrifice you before herself; a selfish soul. Her mind is molded into something that is completely twisted--yet creative and beautiful. this is also why she is so convincing and cunning. she is able to stir up things that others would not dream of in their wildest nightmares. she is able to play like no other; she possesses intense skills and is not afraid to use them. although, this can be deadly. ares is one that has been underestimated almost her entire life, but she has such ways to use this to her advantage. she is like a small rattle snake waiting to strike, but everyone is just too dumb to here her rattle. many underestimate their enemies just because they have become so arrogant that they can't see the true beast within the other creature-- this is also why she never makes this mistake; because it has happened to her, and it has cost them. ares is not one to just jump out and threaten- although she can be impulsive, she takes the time to cleanly observe before making the leap into victory. she studies her target-- gets deep within their skin before she hits them where it hurts.

CHARACTER LOVE LIFE::
a single dame
sexuality ⇥ heterosexual
love interest ⇥ may develop
mate ⇥ none
offspring ⇥ none
past relationships ⇥ none
turn-ons ⇥ dominant - aggressive - intelligent - mature - darker fur coloring
turn-offs ⇥ submissive - overly kind, optimistic - ignorant - immature - lighter fur coloring

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CHARACTER INTERVIEW::
"hello, Ares here!"
tell us about yourself ⇥ "I am Ares. I never settle in one place for very long, and I live and travel alone- I am perfectly happy doing so. Many others I have come across have always had 'friends' I wouldn't say I am blessed with having such allies. I am known as being a horrid creature of these lands....or so they say. But, I can't argue with the reasoning behind these words- I don't know any better....sad? Not really. I don't think of it that way- I do the things I do because it has kept me alive, and able to weasel my way out of countless situations before...and maybe I shouldn't even be trusted, that's basically why I live in this solitary shroud. Not many felines trust me with the safety of their own. I will only look out for myself, no one else....but why not have a little fun while causing more to this disastrous world?"

your biggest strength ⇥ "I have many strengths, but I would say I am strongest in the art of scheming, and mind games. It might be hard to tell if somebody is lying at the time they do it, although often times the perpetrator may make severe mistakes. They may seem slight at the time, but any falter can lead to a downfall- it's difficult to come across someone who is so good at what they do- but luckily, I am one of the few."

relationship with starclan ⇥ "Starclan? I know that there are many individuals that would be horrified for me saying so, but Starclan is a joke. Many believe that they owe everything to the starry-pelted cats of the sky. They believe that everything that happens, happens because it is written in the stars for them. I owe them nothing. I am not a servant of these deceased specimens. I am not saying I do not believe in Starclan- I am simply saying that there is no need for anyone to see them as superior, or as our savior. Oh darling, after all, all you have is yourself."

what keeps you motivated ⇥ "Survival. My survival motivates me. Call it instinctual, but I believe the drive to keep going is the only thing keeping me going. As i've said before, I have no one to live for but myself so I can live freely- without rules or regulations. It's a great feeling knowing that there is no one for you to be worrying about. Come and go as I please, and enjoy all the confrontations that I may encounter without the fear of consequences."

something no one else knows ⇥ "Are you kidding? A good half of by being is made of things others don't know. They wouldn't dream of half of these secrets that create me. You want me to name something no else knows? Well, it's me. Who I encounter determines which 'me' I choose to associate them with. I have many facades, ranging from the most vicious to the most innocent. Sure, call me the monster that I am but that does nothing but further lift my spirits. I am one of the most misunderstood of all my species. I am all about intensity and contradictions; a warning to one, is nothing but an invite to me. I am a predator, feeding on the reactions of her prey."

your opinion on recent clan history ⇥ "I have never personally been apart of those wretched coteries. Of course I have had confrontations with them in the past- whether it was intentional or not. I prefer to live without the rules that the cats apart of a clan would have to abide by."

how do you think events will play out ⇥ "I will continue to push forward on this road. The option of ever backing down from these points is a decision that I will never make. A step to keep a better profile in this pathetic territory will give me the opportunities I need. These games thrown at me are only for sporting. Easy to accomplish. In truth I don't know how events will play out for me. Maybe good or maybe bad. To be honest I think that i'll be fine- as long as I continue to live as I live now. It has sustained me for moons and i'm sure it will continue to do the same. I will continue to settle here, where I am now, until the actions I am prone to preform are made and my treachery is dawned here, as it was in numerous other places."

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CHARACTER FINALS::
to wrap things up...
other ⇥ xx
plot ideas ⇥ Thinking!

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hourglass . · Jan 29th 2016

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[color=black] ooc;; Starflower - This is the roleplay thread, you would have to go over to the signup thread if you wanted to potentially join.

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The words of Speckletalon replayed in her head. It was clear she was cautious and tense-- even though Babur wasn't the most evil of beings, she was still placed in her position for a good-earned reason. She quickly abandoned those thoughts and actually took the time to further evaluate her surroundings. Soon enough, her visionaries turned back towards the dame, she noticed as the clan cat began to slowly release some of the tension-- but not completely. Babur had decided fighting her would prove pointless, as would any other signs of aggression. She decided to handle her specific situation without losing her cool. "I move around a lot- travel. So, i'm not very familiar with these lands." She explained, still keeping the smooth noted tones of earlier. "I was planning on just passing through- but, well, I ran into you."
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hourglass . · Jan 31st 2016

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The smaller cat was sitting, staring out into the bright light-- abandoning her earlier thoughts, Babur now seemed to become a statue. The only thing proving her living was the gentle movement of her narrow chest and the occasional blink of her eyes.
Though, when Speckletalon began to speak again she quickly regained her composure and let a charming smile consume her. Sometimes, it was odd for any other cats to approach her without jumping straight into a battle. So even though Babur presented a relaxed posture, she made sure not to look as if she was completely comfortable.[b]"It's not like i'm a kit-- but no, I have no companions."
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hourglass . · Feb 1st 2016

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 220px; font-family: georgia; color: black; text-align: justify;][size=8][sub]-- Tracking, i've been a little busy lately but hopefully I can get back into things now.

hourglass . · Feb 2nd 2016

Darksky

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~~Darkkit~~ || ~~Darkpaw~~ || Darksky
" A little sincerity is a dangerous thing,
and a great deal of it is absolutely fatal. "

[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:470px; overflow: auto; height: 250px;][justify][font=arial]name. Darksky
gender. Masculine
age. Twenty-four moons
rank. Warrior
theme song. Blackout -- Tritonal

written appearance.
This masculine possesses a bodily structure that is anything but average; he is a very large feline-- not only in stature but also in bulk. His shoulders and his head are extremely broad, and his paws are also on the larger side. Examining his outer appearance, blanketing the body of this massive cat is a short, softly textured pelt. The color depicting this canvas is a very pale, deep-- antique sand. This base of sand is ticked in multiple places among Darksky's body by a dark ash-like color; along his chest back, front and back paws, and this variation of grey even creating a mask-esque patterning over his face, and much of his ears.

His eyes take the unmissable dye of the deepest of sapphire blues. The various blue hues standing out against his lighter and darker colored fur-- though, when angered they can cloud to either a dark, inky charcoal or a light grey.

personality.
Darksky struts with the mentality of a knight-- although with this, he isn't always prime to achieve the morals most would agree upon. He tends to have a natural aggressive air about him-- you might've already guessed he doesn't have a problem with violence. That's the least of his concerns. In any event, he likes the violent situations that he often times finds himself intertwined in. It's this macho, gungho god who looks like he'll tear you apart if you look at him wrong.

Darksky is dominant and defiant, with not much esteem for his superiors, as he feels their ranking doesn't distinguish them from any other feline in the clan. Although, he sees himself as a superior being who should receive the very respect and submissions he desires. This leading to his deceitful and traitorous behavior. Darksky hardly ever thinks of serving anyone other than himself, and is disliked by many-- and trusted by an even smaller amount among his peers.

strengths.
-- His larger structure
-- Dominance
-- Intimidation
-- Battling, brute strength
weaknesses.
-- Aggressive
-- Defiant
-- Distrusting
-- Traitorous

history.
Darksky was born into a litter of only two, consisting of himself and his brother Ethos-- who was earlier known as Jaykit. Darksky and his brother were raised by their mother, Frostwing, and father, Skytalon until about halfway into both of their apprenticeships. It was then, when a deadly sickness hit the clan-- infecting Frostwing and Skytalon. Sadly they did not make it past the sickness. Ethos took it much harder than Darksky, and after the death of both parents-- he vanished into a rogue life, never to be seen from or heard from again.

kin.
Skytalon -- Father -- Deceased
Frostwing -- Mother -- Deceased
Ethos -- Brother -- Whereabouts unknown
relationship status. Single
crush. May develop
mate. None
kits. None

username. ˢᵃʰˡᵗ
nickname. Anything is fine
activity. 7-8/10
muse. 8/10
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Echopaw

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name. Echotide
gender. Feminine
age. Nine moons
rank. Apprentice
theme song. Drift -- Alina Baraz

written appearance.
Echopaw possesses a very petite vessel-- holding a skeletal system of deceivingly fragile bone structure. Her coat takes on a variety of colors; obsidian streaks decorating her undersized frame in the majority of her upper body until slowly molding and fading into the more mosaic hue towards her chest and underbelly. A massive variety of dark inky pigments flare along her back wildly, like that of a tiger. The strongest of the aphotic wash hue begin in the highest point of her body, the top of her cranium before descending downward, fading from a molten molasses to a pale charcoal on various patterns residing on her narrow && polished jawline, and smoothly sloped head.

Echoshine's oculars are victim to a deep sea foam coloration. The outer rim of the coloring is a dark emerald, deep ocean with brighter flecks of gold. As you get closer to the pupil, you will began to notice the lighter flecks mixing with the darker ones creating a floating appearance.

personality.
What this dame lacks in size, she makes up for in finesse. She possesses a silver tongue- a master mind underneath her actions. Echopaw can lie as good as a songbird can sing, and yes, she can sing. You may be able to notice discrepancies between statements but when she lies, she makes sure it's good. she never falters and never lets those whom like to interrogate get the best of her. But all of this goes towards her intelligence. This feline believes that everything is important. from the slightest move of her peers to even the personality types of others.

Echopaw doesn't let herself be unknown to any skill, even thievery. She lets herself be open to everything that shows it could be useful in the future. She turns down nothing that offers more insight into another or something in general. Having always lived on the on her own, She knows her way around.

strengths.
-- Convincing, manipulation
-- Her diminutive stature
-- Extremely stealthy
-- Audacious
weaknesses.
-- Cold tendencies
-- Deceitful
-- Defiant
-- Distrustful

history.
Not many are aware of the past of this feline, her mysterious behavior covering almost- if not all tracks of her presence on earth before her time with the clan. From a very young age Echopaw-- earlier known as Sirpa, was taught to only value her own life, being introduced to the concept of life as nothing but a game of survival before she could even walk. She was an only child, born to two rogues- Lucina, and Tiger. Echopaw taught herself almost everything; how to act, how to survive, and ultimately adopting the styles of other calculating creatures she encountered in her ventures. Living in a shroud of solitude, continuing to be the conniving creature of which she was born.

kin.
Tiger -- Father -- Deceased
Lucina -- Mother -- Deceased
relationship status. Single
crush. May develop
mate. None
kits. None

username. ˢᵃʰˡᵗ
nickname. Anything is fine
activity. 7-8/10
muse. 8/10
other.

hourglass . · Feb 3rd 2016

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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border: 0px solid transparent; height: 200px; width: 500px; overflow: auto; opacity: 0.90; text-align: justify; cursor: url(http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-9/cur817.cur), auto; font-size:9px; font-family: bookman oldstyle;][color=black] The day was growing short and the sun was inching farther away from view. The battle between day and night progressed. The sky washed several shades of blue and orange tones before finally settling on one color in particular. Stars would soon come to play- as they retreated from their chambers below the horizon, where they could once again return to the aerial kingdom. As the strength of the shadows fortified, the sun's rays were cast to the corners of the land, silently plotting their return. She could never tell where it'd appear the same way again. Relative to the sky that grew into a tangerine haze while the rumbling winds try to escape from being snagged on tree branches. Everything moved differently. It comes around during schedule but still it was unpredictable. How alike they were. The ignorance of her fellow species only take her like smoke: you think you're seeing her clearly enough, but if you reach for her there's nothing there. You can never see completely through a being, no matter what secrets you've discovered. Just someone of her kind. A calculating specimen, she has not even received much authority to guide others on the right path. She's just been making them...beware.

Her hypnotic, oceanic gaze penetrating the loitering darkness as she prowled into the depths of the territory. She wandered absent-mindedly, partially with the intention of further exploring her surroundings, partially with the intention to hunt. Ares couldn't help but notice the surrounding coldness was attempting to creep over her. The days were getting cooler, and prey was already growing scarce. Hunting was a strong suit for this damsel, having lived on her own for most of her life, she has always found a way to survive- being said, leaf-bare has always been a season that's against this youth. So, she slipped away into the shadows of the surrounding undergrowth, her aphotic appearance seemingly melting into the shade as if it were originally belonging to it, as if it were a mere cloak of shadows she wore upon herself. It didn't take long for her to catch a whiff of a mouse and took off after it. She wouldn't allow this meal to get away. Ears pricked, she picked up the faintest of a small rustling sound. Instinctively she lowered her small frame to the ground in a crouch before slowly creeping forward, her small paws carefully sliding across the dirt covered floor. The creature had finally came into her view once she rounded the corner of a bush, and sure enough she identified it as a mouse. The unsuspecting, small prey-animal made it's way forward, scuffling among the leaves before lifting it's head. Ares froze as she saw the mouse stop- the young cat decided that she had to strike before the little brown creature had time to escape her grasp. The smokey splashed feline lunged forward, landing directly on top of the morsel before it could dart away, disappearing from sight.
Ares lowered her head and gave the mouse a brisk bite to the back of the neck, causing the smaller creature to go still, only then did she secure it lightly in her jaws and continue on her way.
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hourglass . · Feb 3rd 2016

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[color=black] Babur was nothing short of surprised as Speckletalon suggested for her to meet the clan leader. The young feline's heart began to race with excitement. She stood up with great precaution as her petite frame rose to its full height. She peered up at the older she-cat. [b]"Yes- maybe that would be a good idea." Babur smiled with triumph as she gazed through enticing orbs, eager to get a move on.

Even though she would never admit it, Babur was actually quite interested in the ways of the clan; though she had heard from countless other felines she had encountered, what it was like- she couldn't picture it being the exact same as what they had described. After meeting the leader, what would happen- would it be possible for her to join them? Or maybe even stay there for a awhile until she could figure out where she would settle herself?
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hourglass . · Feb 4th 2016

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[color=black] The young cat trailed behind Speckletalon- still lacking to keep the same pace as the other feline, but with her voice reaching Babur's ears once more she nodded in acknowledgement.

Babur kept her ears perked, taking in the sounds, and all of the unfamiliar scenery. As they began to near the clan's camp, the strong scents of the strangers became quite apparent to the Loner. One who spends their day in this territory may not notice it- but for someone who had just entered the lands- it would strike them immediately. Babur had never been around such copious amounts of other cats, so this would prove to be a foreign experience.
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hourglass . · Feb 4th 2016

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hourglass . · Feb 7th 2016

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[b]∘FULL NAME∘

babe alistair voraii

∘NICKNAMES∘
the only shortening of her name that most people call her would be, baby.
although there have been a few individuals who prefer to call her Ali, do to the beginning of her middle name.

∘BIOLOGICAL SEX∘
Female.

∘SEXUALITY∘
heterosexual, heteromantic.

∘RANK∘
the sweet loner.
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∘HEIGHT/WEIGHT∘
Babe stands at five feet and four inches. Her weight is around one hundred seventeen pounds.

∘HAIR TYPE∘
her hair is very thick, and possesses loose natural curls.
hair color: dark brown, nearly black.
hair length: long, falling near the end of her Rib cage.

eye color: Caramel brown.

∘SKIN TONE∘
rather neutral- consisting of fair and light golden hues.

∘BODY BUILD∘
petite, curvaceous.

∘BODY MODIFICATIONS∘
not much other than traditionally pierced ears.

∘CLOTHING TYPE∘
she does not have a preferred 'style', though she tends to gravitate more towards darker colors.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘POSITIVE TRAITS∘
Sweet
Charismatic
Caring
Athletic
Likable
Playful
Sociable
Intelligent

∘NEGATIVE TRAITS∘
Stubborn
Can seem secluded
Fierce
Defiant
Smart-mouthed
Judgmental

∘LIKES∘
Rain, dreary weather
Dancing
Guys
Alcohol
Parties
Writing
Making friends

∘DISLIKES∘
Extremely hot or cold weather
Ignorance
Most children
Rude people
Underestimation

∘FEARS/PHOBIAS∘
fears vast areas of water, drowning. But the thing she is most afraid of would be failure.

∘DREAMS/GOALS∘
Undecided, though she hopes to become successful.

∘HABITS∘
Babe takes a casually amused pleasure in poking at people to see if they’ve got any bite, and she respects the ones that do, and can do without those who don’t.

∘PET PEEVES∘
bad grammar
obliviousness, in general
excessive use of you know, you know?
People who blame everyone but themselves for THEIR failure
The noise people make when they rub their fingers on balloons
People who habitually need favors

∘HOBBIES∘
Spending time with the group, reading.

∘TALENTS∘
She is good at making her group of friends larger. For most people it’s hard not to return a smile she sends their way. She has an aura about her that when she’s happy, she can brighten someone’s mood just by saying a polite hello and how are you.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘HISTORY∘

∘HOMETOWN∘
Grand rapids, mi.

∘CURRENT LIVING SPACE/CITY∘
an apartment in new york.

∘PARENTS∘
Kalina costa and Caesar voraii.

∘SIBLINGS∘
babe is an only child.

∘CHILDREN∘
None, uninterested.

∘OTHER RELATIVES∘
she is decently close with her maternal aunt, Eva, but is very distant from the rest of her relatives.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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∘RELATIONSHIP STATUS∘
single.

∘LOVE INTEREST(S)∘
in the future, the quiet rebel.

∘BOYFRIEND/GIRLFRIEND∘

∘SPOUSE∘

∘TURN ONS∘
Taller than herself
Darker hair
Light or dark eyes
Slightly rough
Charming

∘TURN OFFS∘
Shorter than herself
Lighter hair
Too sensitive
Disloyal
Extremely aggressive
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∘PLOT IDEAS∘
Thinking!

∘FACECLAIM∘
selena gomez

∘OTHER INFORMATION∘
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hourglass . · Feb 7th 2016

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 250px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=7pt][sub]sorry for getting here so late!

babe alistair voraii + 22 + female + heterosexual + callee ( daddy's girl ) + will be the quiet rebel + selena gomez + sweet loner +

hourglass . · Feb 8th 2016

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 250px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=7pt][sub]Hey! so for Babe and Vinnie....any ideas? I'm thinking of some things right now but I've been a little dead lately.

hourglass . · Feb 9th 2016

[fancypost bordercolor=transparent; bgcolor=transparent; width: 250px; font-family: arial; color: white; text-align: justify;][size=7pt][sub]Vinabe <3
Yea that would work- she'll be really surprised like, "....damn you okay?"

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