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Character Name: Nebula
Character Age: 15 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: None
Rank: Kittypet
Appearance (6 or more sentences): Me? How do I look? Well, most cats say I'm beautiful, which I believe I am. I mean, I've seen myself in my housefolk's tall, shiny, looking-glass things (mirrors). From what I've seen, I have reddish-orange ears, kinda flame-like I guess. But then again, most markings on my body are flame-like. Hm, no matter. Anyways, I have a tan colored coat, which I keep sleek and clean. My tail is also a tan color, but it is ringed in flame-like coloring, just as my legs are. Some cats say the marking are very unique, and, of course, I agree. I have very sharp claws, my tail is approx. 5 mouse lengths long and...um...shoot! What am I forgetting. Oh, yes, my eyes and collar. My eyes are a beautiful ice blue color, with small specks of green, whereas my collar is a red-violet colloar with a small, jingly bell on it.
Personality (6 or more sentences--these sentences form their own section and do NOT count towards the 4 groups below. Those are additional requirements): My personality? My personality? Well, some cats (meaning my neighbors) say that I am a very rude and stuck up kitty. I don't believe I'm stuck up in the least! I'm just more...high-maitenence, is all. And as for the rude part, well, it's not true. I often speak my mind, and it sometimes comes off as rude. What else? Oh, yes, they say I'm feisty and fierce, which I totally disagree with. I mean, I think I'm very calm and relaxed and...ewwww, what is that mouse doing in my house!? Get it away, get it away!
---Likes (at least 3): Lets see, my likings are the following: Tuna, Toms, Myself, Kits, My Housefolk, Toys, and did I mention myself?
--- Dislikes (at least 3): Let's see, my dislikings are the following: My neighbors, Rogues, Loners, Dogs, Wild Cats (Clan cats), Wild animal such as mice, squirrels, rabbits, etc.
---Strengths (No MORE than 5): My strengths? Ooooo, we're getting to the good stuff! Let's see, my strengths are the following: My charm, My beautiful features and My hunting abilities (although why should I need them?).
---Weaknesses (At least 3): My weaknessess? Well, if you must know, they are the following: Toms, My curiousity, My generosity (though rarily shown), and my consistantly big mouth.
History (8 or more sentences): Well, let's see. Me and my siblings were born to very abusive parents, rather violent in their ways of teaching. They taught us how to hunt and fight for ourselves, but we always came out of training with many injuries. One day, me and my siblings were out hunting when a large, red van pulled into the alley that we were currently residing in. My sibling scurried off, but I let myself be captured by the man that was walking towards me. Why, you may ask? Well, I wanted to escape the h*llhole I was in, that's why. Anyways, the man caught me and brought me to a place that had many other animals there, including dogs. I think one of the other she-cats I met there called it a "pound," whatever that is. I stayed in a cage for four days and i was finally adopted by the two housefolk I am currently living with. After that, I never heard from siblings again, and I always have this urge in my heart that makes me want to go back into the wild. Back into the forest that I was born in.
Roleplay Sample (Required for first advanced bio): Nebula sat in the windowsill, looking out of the window and into the moonlit forest. the place she was born in. The wild blood was thrumming in her veins, but she had to ignore it. She must. Ever since she escaped her terrible parents, she promised herself she would never go back. "Nebula, what are you doing?" Her housemate, Luc, questioned from where he sat on the sofa, looking over her. "Nothing, just....looking." She mumbled as her eyes continued to scan the forest, searching for any sign of movement. Maybe she would see one of those clan cats again, the ones that always came here to chat with some of the local alley cats. "You're not planning on leaving, are you?" Luc questioned, a hint of fear in his voice as Nebula snapped her head around and looked at him, her ice blue eyes glittering. "Heavens, no! Why would you ask such a ridiculous question?" She questioned, looking back out the window. She knew why he had asked that, and, truthfully, she wanted to leave. Maybe she would....someday.
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