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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; height: auto; width: 455px; text-align: justify;][sub]NAME Annabelle Marie Rose.
- Nickname(s) N/A.
AGE Three moons.
- Spiritual Age Three moons.
- Birth Date Unknown.
GENDER Female.
- Gender Identity Female.
CHARACTER ORIGIN N/A.
- Reincarnation Of N/A.
SEXUALITY Heterosexual.
- Relationship Status Single.
ALLIANCE Tribe of Burning Eclipse.
- Rank Kit.
APPEARANCE Anna, is what seems like a harmless fur ball. She is petite, and has very graceful features, and little sharp claws. Her eyes are a dark amber, and her fur is an ivory in colour. Her fur is absolutely soft and plush, and is long. It keeps her warm through the winter months.
PERSONALITY Annabelle, at first glance seems like an innocent little darling who would only ever be seen being polite and loving. Really, that is only a facade of her real nature. She is hungry, for blood that is. She believes strongly in revenge and would kill if she was told to. Well, she would kill either way. She wants to be known by her enemies more than her clanmates. She wants to be feared by all. Even those around her.
PARENTS NPC xx NPC.
SIBLINGS TBD.
OFFSPRING TBD.
GENERATION Gen. 1.
POWERS None.
DISABILITIES None.
DISORDERS A little OCD.
[/fancypost][align=center][sub]TEMPLATE © DISASTEROLOGY
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A little girl by the name of Annabelle was walking around the territory of the Tribe of Burning Eclipse, otherwise known as EclipseTribe. The kitten had nowhere in particular to go, and had somehow found this place with minimal difficulty. She looked like a child who had lost her mother, except, one thing was out of place on this darling's face. Blood lined her mouth, as if she had recently killed something, or someone. She sat down by the border, flicking her tail quietly, not knowing what she currently looked like.
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The little girl glanced up at the approaching creatures. She had no clue where she was, but, she would take up the opportunity to reside in whatever group these guys were from. She gave them a wide smile as she answered, "Annabelle! And I am here to join," she said sweetly, disguising the fact that she had not a single clue where she was. Once she got to their main quarters, she could figure that out.
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"My! It's a pleasure to meet you, Auburnpaw!" the girl exclaimed with such kit-like enthusiasm. "So, um, where do I exactly go?" she asked uncertainly, glancing around at the expanse of territory around her. It seemed so big. Annabelle didn't exactly know how she was going to find her way around this place without getting hopelessly lost.
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Annabelle was sitting alone in EclipseTribe's camp. She had managed to get back here without any complications, at least, no major ones. Sure, she had gotten a thorn in her pad on the way to El Dorado, but it wasn't too hard to get it out. It was painful, though. Now, she was sitting like a little doll, quietly smiling as her amber eyes raked over the camp, bustling with activity. maybe some would come to see her, it would be a pleasant surprise for her.
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"Greetings to you all. I'm Annabelle," the child said as she saw the people who had approached her. To think of what they interrupted was kind of, well, we'll just say strange. Annabelle watched as they talked, observing.
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Annabelle approached, dipping her head to the RadicalClan visitor. She had no clue what to say to the femme, because she thought that this was more of a higher-up's job.
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Annabelle sauntered over, a little smile on her maw. What an amazingly good idea this was! She loved to watch people get harmed, and this was something she was really into. She sat with the others who surrounded the warchief, her facial features turning back into their normally innocent expressions. She acted as if it worried her that someone would be tortured in front of her.
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The kitten approached, not sure if she was allowed to go. Probably not, because of her age. She would be old enough, soon enough. Annabelle dipped her head at her departing tribemates, a smile on her maw. She wished them well, and hoped that DarkClan would never come back for revenge.
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Annabelle made her way over, dipping her head to her fellow tribemates. A story sounded like a wonderful idea to her, something she would enjoy. The alabaster feline made herself comfortable as she settled down, curling her tail around her fuzzy paws.
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Annabelle approached this grumpy-looking male with a polite smile. "Hello, there! I'm Annabelle!" she purred happily. She had no clue who this guy was, but he seemed like he needed to lighten up once in a while.
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Parties were always fun! Especially when it involved Christmas and eating all the yummy feasts that were set out at these said parties. Annabelle shrugged when there was no alcohol involved, as she was only a kitten and didn't even know what that was at the moment. She gathered with the others, a warm smile on her face.
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Annabelle + Auburnpaw thread?
See how their relationship develops from there?
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Finally I managed to get some muse for Annabelle, so I'm finally up for some threads to get her some actual friends so she doesn't just slip around the boards being all lonesome. I so did not fast-forward her growth so that's she's a to-be/trainee/apprentice aged feline now, because I'm horrible at roleplaying children. Oh gosh.
She's open to almost anything except for torture, litters, death, etc.
Also, she is very open for a mentor, because she doesn't have one at the moment... Ehh.
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track
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Annabelle was now a to-be and she was proud to now be serving EclipseTribe. She had always dreamed of defending the ones she loved. Also, she dreamed of true love, but that was a completely different dream that didn't involve maiming or killing. Today, she was feeling extra social, and was out and about in El Dorado with nothing to do. Sure, she could've trained if she wanted to, but that would be really boring and she wouldn't make any friends like that.
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As Annabelle kept walking around, searching for someone to talk to, she saw a femme in front of her. Annabelle picked up her pace, skidding to a stop beside Gothic. "Hi. How are you?" the girl asked as she curled her alabaster tail around her paws, getting comfortable.
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Annabelle was walking around the main street as well, her amber oculars looking around for someone to have a nice conversation with. Her eyes scanned across Azura, and her lips curled into a smile. Annabelle had never properly talked to the war chief, so this would be a perfect opportunity. "Hi there! How are you?" she asked, not knowing what else to ask.
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"I'm Annabelle. You are?" the girl replied, smiling back. This femme seemed really nice, and maybe they could become good friends in the long run? She didn't know where destiny was bound to take her, but she hoped it was the road with many friends.
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The alabaster girl nodded. "That sounds good to me. I don't care what you call me," she told her happily, her amber oculars bright. "They call you Azura, right?" she asked afterwards, wanting to make sure there wasn't anything she was missing about the other femme.