Character Name:
Ivysoul
Character Age:
Two years. [24 moons]
Gender:
She-cat.
Alliance:
RiverClan.
Rank:
Warrior.
Appearance (6 sentences):
Ivysoul is a young Bengal cat. Her coat color is Blue Marbled, which looks like a gray stone with darker gray flecks. She has shining, lime green eyes that seem to sparkle. Ivysoul is very agile, which gives her strong, rippling muscles under her pelt. Her coat is always shiny and sleek, and very soft. Ivysoul has a shorter tail than most cats, which is about two inches off.
Personality (6 sentences):
Ivysoul is very agile and energetic. She never gives up on her hopes and dreams, which she has many of. She enjoys leaping and running, because she is a very entergetic cat. Ivysoul is a very strong swimmer, and is extremely affectionate towards anyone she meets. Sometimes, when fishing, Ivysoul purposely falls in, so she can go swimming. She always loves to go fishing for her Clanmates, and is always helping in anyway she can.
---Likes (at least 3): Swimming, fishing, and feathers.
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Dry areas, darkness, and pain.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): Excellent swimmer, fisher, and leaper.
---Weaknesses (At least 3): Cannot see very well in the dark; paws bleed easily; and she is very kind to everyone and anyone.
History (8 or more sentences):
Ivysoul was born as a kitty-pet, with the name of Ivy. She had one other sibling, Avalon. Avalon was a very shy cat, and was very quiet. He would often get pushed down by other cats. Finally, Ivy was sick of her brother being tortured, and fought the other kitty-pet living with them. The other cat was helplessly hurt, and Ivy was taken to the humane society. At the first chance of an open cage, she bolted, but her attempt was fruitless. The second try, Ivy was free. She now often visits with her family, and RiverClan has taken her in.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio):
The other cat lay at Ivy's paws. She was bleeding, and Ivy just realized she was much stronger than the smaller cat. Blood and fur clumped between her claws, and Ivy bent her head and pressed a paw to the she-cat's chest. It beat slowly, and the cat yowled in protest. The Twoleg walked in, and started screaming in his foreign language. Ivy slunk down, her green eyes opened wide in surprise. She hadn't intended to hurt the cat! She was protecting her brother! The Twoleg picked Ivy up, and harshly threw her into a cat carrier. He wiped tears from his eyes, and carried the carrier to the car. Next thing Ivy knew, she was locked up behind cold, hard bars. This was it. She was done for.