Astr/5 Moons/Female/Scarclan/To-Be
Always gazing up at the sky with golden eyed wonder, Astr is not one to really look at appearances, much less her own. Young and naive, Astr doesn't notice how her tabby colored pelt becomes lighter every day she spends out in the sun, or how the creamy color compliments her almond shaped eyes.
Astr's fur is moderately short, but is thick, and her tail is quite full. Her paws are small, but her legs long which enables her to take large strides, much to her enjoyment. Her frame is sturdy, but far from muscular which might make becoming a warrior harder then she first thought. But if Aster bothered to look at herself, she would see a young to-be growing into a pretty warrior.
Astr, to be honest, is not quite sure who she is, waking up with no memories will do that to a cat, but she knows who she wants to be. Astr strives, above all else, to be strong, not physically but mentally. The cream tabby refuses to show when she is upset or scared. This is both good and bad. Meeting new friends can be tough, and although Astr's loyalty seems to have no bounds it is hard to be close when she refuses to show her own problems even though she is open to listening to those around her.
Astr is compassionate. She feels the pain of other and takes it on as her own. She is kind by nature; this often makes her too trusting of those around her. She is also a dreamer, she dreams of a better world filled with the impossible, and can become slightly spacy. Still young, she is naive, but Astr might have to grow up faster than she thinks.
Being in Control, Strength, Day Dreaming, The Sky, Learning
Losing Control, Weakness, Nightmares, Fire, Obliviousness
Hardworking, Emotionally Strong, Compassionate, Trusting
Physically Weak, Closed Off, Too Trusting, Naive
Astr would like to know her history just as much as you would. It was a warm green leaf day when she was found at the steps of the Scarclan castle. She had been asleep, with no harm seeming to have been done to her that could explain what the occupants of the castle discovered. The she-cat of five moons awoke with no memory of how she got there or anything before. It scared the tabby, waking up in a strange place with no recognition. The only thing she seemed to remember was her name, Astr.
Now, only a week later, Astr is determined to become a warrior of Scarclan. She has decided she must be there for a purpose, one she has yet to uncover, and is ready to take on the challenge ahead of her. But strange dreams haunt her at night, ones of fire and death, and Astr is uncertain whether her purpose is to protect life or bring death.
Roleplay Sample:
Ashes. The smell of burning flesh.Flames
Small paws scurried through a dark forest, heavy breaths following in their wake. Orange and red flames burned ferociously into a night sky, their crackling imitating laughter as the cat continued to run.
A few paw steps ahead a silver tail could be seen, the body hurrying away from the flames. The scarred face of a tom turns, and his blue eyes are wide in fear.
The cream colored paws move faster, trying to keep up, but flames burn around them and smoke fills the tiny lungs they carry. The paws stop, the body attached to them heaving for breath, for clear air, and the flames around the smoke continue to laugh.
Suddenly, the forest becomes dark; the eyes that allowed the scene to be shown are closing. This is it, this death.
The eyes open one last time to see silver fur blanketed in flames, blue eyes filled with pain and anger.
“Your fault!” The tom hisses with his last breath. “Your fault!”
Back in the castle of Scarclan a pair of golden eyes open.
