Post by iRavenpelt on Dec 14, 2008 14:11:49 GMT -8
Name: Sable
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: None
Rank: Kittypet
Personality: Sable is a little bit frivolous, and very hyper most of the time. She is always laughing about something, and permanently looks on the bright side of life – despite her dark past. She loves her twolegs, but sometimes daydreams about venturing in to the woods, and becoming a wild cat… but that’s a bit unlikely. She is a little naïve, very easy going, and doesn’t quite understand the face that not all cats are her friends. She can hold a grudge for roughly 2 seconds, and is a great friend to any cat. However, if anybody insults her, she can be quite vicious, but after her initial fury has faded, she is all rueful smiles and apologies. She is a bit gullible, and will believe anything a friend tells her. If she somehow finds out that they were lying, she is an expert at the sad, rather deep gaze that makes others feel suddenly guilty.
Appearance: Sable isn’t the most athletic of cats, because she’s a kittypet, but for a tame cat, she’s reasonably fast. She’s never dreamed of hunting or fighting. Her pelt is a gray-blue color, like that of a Russian Blue, and she has no white markings. Her guard-hairs are tipped with silver, giving her pelt a silvery sheen. Her eyes are amber, and her tail is long and slender. Her fur is thick and glossy, and she grooms it almost obsessively – if you’re a kittypet, there’s not much else to do all day. Her claws are cut short regularly by her twolegs, but her teeth are still sharp as needles, and ivory-colored. She has a darkish nose, and her paws are darker then the rest of her body, but still not black.
History: Sable was born in a barn, the kit of Holly and Flash, two loners. Her littermates were Willow, Fern, and Gold. Gold, the male, was the only one who survived besides Sable. Willow and Fern both were born dead. Her parents, thinking that both Gold and Sable were dead as well because of their stillness, abandoned them. Gold was killed by a fox, but Sable, hidden in the hay, wasn’t found until, about a day later, a twoleg kit started to investigate the farmhouse. It found Sable, barely alive, and brought her in to her house and nursed her back to health. Sable began to trust the twolegs, and eventually looked at them as if they were her parents. The twolegs looked after her for a few moons, but then abandoned her in a pet shop. Sable was heartbroken. Soon, more twolegs purchased her, but it took Sable a while to start to like them, after being abandoned twice. Now, she is living a blissful life of tinned cat food, stale water in plastic bowls, and warm, moth-eaten cat beds.
RP example: See Ravenpelt's bio
