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  • Echomist // Loner

    Cat's Name: Echomist
    Cat's Age: about 20 moons
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: Loner
    Position: Loner
    Appearance: <blockquote>Echomist has a small head compared to her body. She is somewhat a calico, having a mainly gray-tabby fur color with a white underbelly, white spot on her paw, and white under her mouth. One paw has a white spot across it. The white-spot paw has two pink toe pads and 2 white claws. She has brown eyes and brown/orange spots on her back and forehead.</blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Echomist is shy and quiet. Her faults cover her qualities. She is often caught up in lies. She has courage in battle but is never completely fear-free. She has a wide imagination and often remembers her parents. Her father was evil so she gained a somewhat evil mind from him, but she is faithful to her closest friends. </blockquote>History: <blockquote>Echomist's mother was a kittypet and her father was a rogue. She was raised in the forest. Her mother, a ginger she-cat named Missy was taken away from the kits and the father's home, so he had to take up the kits. He was a black tabby named Magik. He died from a fox when the kits were six moons old. Echomist has lived as a loner since then.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote>Echomist padded through the strange territory, always scenting for any live creatures nearby. Her back leg was held up in a limp, and she would not touch it to the ground in fear of the sharp pain that would follow. Her brown eyes gazed up at the trees that surrounded her. Two squirrels leaped from one branch to another and chased each other up the tree. They stopped and looked down at the watching she-cat. She sighed and padded on, deeper and deeper into the territory.</blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote>Magik, Missy, and Echomist are real-life cats, while the history is fiction!</blockquote>

  • Tresspasser (Open)

    Echomist padded up to the stream. She sniffed the air to make sure nobody was around, then she stepped into the water, letting it rush over her body. Then she padded out, dripping wet. She felt the vibrations of a vole nearby and she dropped into a crouch. Her tail dragged across the ground as she padded towards it.

  • Tresspasser (Open)

    Echomist stared at the tom, dropping her hunting crouch and flattened her ears against her head. Her eyes stayed fixed on the tom’s.
    “I..I…Don’t have a home…. I mean no harm, just…. I’m starving and exausted…”

  • Tresspasser (Open)

    Echomist sat up. Her ears moved forward and she mimicked his stance. Her brown eyes glittered as she watched his every movement.
    “I’m Echomist, or Echo if you like. I’m Deadleap’s daughter. He disappeared when I was young, and I have lived freey in these forests since. I’m not a kittypet, and I do not consider myself a loner or a rouge. I am a free-living cat. This is Thunderclan’s territorry, one of a few other clans.”
    Her eyes wandered across the tom’s body, and her eye raised, a smile on her face.
    “And who might you be?”

  • Tresspasser (Open)

    The she-cat tilted her head. Something was wrong. But she embraced the feeling.
    "We, the hunting didn't go very well... They wouldn't know I was hunting at all. I could just be... swimming, and swam too far downstream. Eh?"
    Her eyebrow raised again and she stood. This cat was interesting.

  • Tresspasser (Open)

    Echomist watched as he stood. She nodded and picked up the vole. "Come on, I best eat this out of your territorry, or if someone in your clan sees us, I won't get it trouble."
    She smiled at the tom. He seemed nice. She wanted to get to know him better.