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( ic opinions / secondary character / "speech" / bump threads after three days)
∘✧* —— GENERAL
▸ GLORA / "GLORA"
derived latin name meaning "glory" or "bearer of glory"
— cis female / she/her pronouns
— loner / undecided alliance / eleven moons
∘✧* —— PHYSICALITY
▸ FELINE / MIXED TUXEDO MAINE COON / health: 100%
— compared to others, glora's powerful frame often towers over others of smaller size. despite her young age, the time she has spent outside of a pampered life has made her strong. her fur is the color of opposites, black and white, with the former painting most of her body and the white dusting her chest area and stomach, cresting up her muzzle and between a set of startling yellow eyes. a scar crosses over her cheek and draws your attention to her sharp muzzle and tufted ears. reference.
— current injuries: none
— current conditions: none
∘✧* —— BEHAVIOUR
▸ ( RAVENCLAW WITH SLYTHERIN TENDENCIES | MBTI | LAWFUL NEUTRAL )
— CONFIDENT / HONEST /
— MATURE / RATIONAL / INDEPENDENT / CATIOUS
— BLUNT / STOIC / INTIMIDATING
— glora often appears intimidating in both physical and personality; she often opts to stay silent and observe carefully instead of speaking.
∘✧* —— OTHER
▸ medium-hard physically / hard mentally
— nonviolent powerplay allowed / doesn't flinch but uncomfortable with unwelcome/sudden touches
— will fight back / initiates fights / will maim; may kill / shows mercy
— attack w/ name in #FFFFFF or tag this account
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SOMEDAY SOMEWHERE ･ﾟ✦ The she-cat's form is massive and yet as she treads, her paws land steadily, confident as her yellow eyes sharp and piercing as her gaze slides into the shadows. They don't reveal anything except an cool observant nature. Analyzing what she can pick up and storing for later, when she'd need the necessary information.
She isn't walking for fun and as she settles outside of Bloodclan's territory, she habitually checks her surrounding area for danger, letting out hisses at those who dare approach without the scent of the clan clinging to them. And as she waits, her mind wanders to topics she knows she isn't supposed to think about. Was Quail doing alright without Glora there to watch her?
The thought of the small speckled tabby makes her chest ache desperately to see the she-cat again. She's fine, Glora reassures herself. She would listen to Glora and stay with the others. Anyone else, she would have disregarded but when it came to Glora, well. She doesn't smile though they almost curve, her eyes slightly brighter at the image of the short tabby defying instructions, her amber eyes alight with fire and a fierceness that Glora admired.
Glora's eyes catch on a feline, despite her mind being elsewhere. "I see you." Her voice is low and rumbles in her throat, raspy from disuse. Her nose twitches at the Bloodclan scent as her eyes flash. "I'm here to join Bloodclan."
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tracking, hey guys! just posted glora's joining thread
i remade her from an old oc and she's? sorta similar but i wanted to try something new :^))
think of her as the big and silent type but she's actually rlly nice, like a big bear
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SOMEDAY SOMEWHERE ･ﾟ✦ The she-cat wasn't loyal to groups; she was loyal to those who earned it. Her eyes flicker with thought as she considers the proposal. But if she were to be respected, well. There were lengths cats went in order to gain that. "For respect, I'll do it." She rises from her seating and flexes her paws before stepping forward. "Where do you sleep? Anywhere?" She gives a cursory glance over the hairless cat; he certainly didn't look weak despite the lack of fur.
