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    AND DOES HE NOTICE MY FEELINGS FOR HIM —

    The woman was a loner still. Many a year passed and she was still all alone. Still wandering the lands in silence. Her paws brought her to the very boarder of the Sanctuary. She would find herself stopping and blinking. Was this a good place to call home? She felt not. She was, well, better off wandering. Ever since her mom died, she wandered. Left to wonder why she was here still.


    The woman sighed softly before shaking her head. The thought tossed away as she settled in. Her head tilted down slightly as she opted to wait. Maybe they could give her a place to rest for the night. After all, she needed a nice meal and nights rest.


                   

    — AND WILL HE SEE HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO ME


    GENERAL INFORMATION


    NAME: Whip That Cracks Like Thunder

    NICKNAMES: Whip

    PAST NAMES: Whipkit

    ALLIANCE: Thunderlands

    PAST ALLIANCES: Riverclan

    RANK: Warrior

    PAST RANKS: Kit, Loner

    AGE: 60+ Months

    AGE RATIO: Ages at roleplayers leisure

    GENDER: Female

    SEX: Female

    PRONOUNS: Feminine

    ORIENTATION: Bisexual

    PREFERENCE: Prefers males

    APPEARANCE


    DESCRIPTION: Whip is a small and petite woman. Her fur is a deep scarlet, like she is coated in blood. Her paws, on the other hand, are a soft white like cream. Her legs, though thin, are well muscled. Her tail tip holds another soft white patch. Her eyes are a stunning and vibrant blue in coloration. Her nose is a soft grey as well. Thus, her stunning look is sure to grab attention.

    BREED: Domestic Feline

    PELT COLOR: Scarlet and white

    PELT TYPE: Short and silky

    EYES: Brilliant blue

    NOSE: Grey

    BUILD: Small, petite, and toned

    SCARS: None

    VOICE: Sickly sweet

    PERSONALITY


    DESCRIPTION: Whip is a quiet woman that only speaks when she feels it is worth while. She knows the importance of family and clan, but prefers her loner life usually. She has grown to used to the loner life. This is in part to losing her mom when she was younger. She is hyper loyal to those she cares about. She fears letting her loved ones down, and thus is scared to get close to others

    POSITIVE TRAITS: Independent, loyal

    NEUTRAL TRAITS: Quiet, loner

    NEGATIVE TRAITS: Stubborn, afraid to let people down

    LIKES: Being alone in nature

    DISLIKES: Senseless death

    FEARS: Spiders

    ASPIRATIONS: To eventually find love

    INTERACTION


    - attack in #E5E5E5

    - will only attack if attacked first

    - will always show mercy

    - impossibleto provoke

    - moderate in combat; fights fair

    - you may powerplay peaceful actions without asking

    - extremely easy to be acquainted with

    RELATIONSHIPS


    RELATIONSHIP STATUS: Single, crush on Betrayal

    PAST RELATIONSHIPS: None

    FAMILY: Always Dead (mother), Garrus (brother), Yuuki (step father), Micheal (uncle), Chione, Aglaia

    MENTORED BY: Gunshowers

    MENTORING: None

    MENTORED: None

    AND DOES HE NOTICE MY FEELINGS FOR HIM —

    It was time. Whip knew she needed to settle down. Take up a spot in a clan. So, she decided to come here. It was the birth place of her mother. Or, well, the clan was. This new world took them from what they knew. Not that she cared. It was a fresh start for her. She liked that. Sighing, she would stop on the boarder and sink to a seated position. The woman was tired. Oh so tired. She was thin, but still well groomed.


    Scarlet fur like blood, but despite her look, she was not hurt. Brilliant blue optics flicking over the territory and head lowering slightly. She would have to wait here, wouldn’t she? Seemed that way.


                   

    — AND WILL HE SEE HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO ME


    //I am baaaack

    AND DOES HE NOTICE MY FEELINGS FOR HIM —

    The woman was surprised by the sight of him and she let out a soft chirp. Then, he shrunk down to a tiger and the scarlet female would lift a single cream white paw. Eyes scanning him as cream white tail tip flicked. Impressive. She mused before offering a friendly smile.


    Right. I am sorry. I am Whip That Cracks Like Thunder, but most call me Whip. I am not from around here. I have been wandering for ages now. She admits softly before placing her paw back on the earth.


    speaking thinking

                   

    — AND WILL HE SEE HOW MUCH HE MEANS TO ME