Post by analu on Jul 24, 2008 0:34:29 GMT -5
Alt Name: Analu Kinari
IC Name: Analu (Though she often gives fake names)
Gender: Female
-Description of History, physical characteristics, personality, feelings toward Clanners-
Lone ally cat simply wandering through forests, across junkyard-wastelands, over rooftops, and through busy city streets and empty ally-ways. A she-cat that avoids humans at all cost, having seen a cat been beaten by one of their kits before. Medium grey and dark grey leopard like spots cover the pelt of the wanderer, blending into shadows and shunning the harsh artificial lights of the up-right fiends. Backstabbing is her middle name, putting on a mask of deception to fool others into getting her what she wants. Honor is a foreign language, as is chivalry. However, image is all there. Having street smarts this cat knows when to keep her word; if it doesn't have an advantage for her she doesn't even think twice about it and refuses. Her paws, however, are a milky white, seemingly dipped in milk or cream; though they may decieve others into thinking she's clean, the scars on her body tell a whole different tale. Good luck dealing with this kitty-cat.
Her history was that of any loner. She was born in a cardboard box, raised in the streets until she could fend for herself, and then abandoned to live alone. Her life was rough, though when life gets rough, you get tough. And whenever it threw lemons at her, Analu threw acid. Every now and then she came across another loner, or a housecat, she's either ignore them, walk away, or fight. Or perhaps, with the very rare few, she'd make... acquaintances. Otherwise, there isn't much, and she doesn't remember much either.
The clan cats? She treats them like other loners. Why they spend time looking out for so many others she doesn't know. Sure looking out for one or two others or your own kits but... a giant group of cats? Forget that! Though perhaps she can be persuaded otherwise... though most likely not.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:
Um... Buttload? xD
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Poor little kitten. All alone with no one to protect you. Oh what would your mother do if she caught me here. Caught hungry little me. Oop. That wouldn't be good now would it!" Analu slowly circled the white kit that was crouched down underneath a bush, tail lashing back a forth. The she-cat's ribs were clearly visible, as were her hip and shoulder bones. "But mommy isn't here to save you. What a shame." Pink tongue swiped over the female's lips, eyes locked hungrily on the quivering kit. Every circle brought her closer and closer to the little thing. "Helpless little thing."
She paused suddenly and flattened her ears. There was a gnawing feeling in her chest, it gnawed and ripped and tore away at the shell that encased her heart and soul. "Well well well. It seems that I have a motherly instinct after all. Of course... Survival comes first, now doesn't it?" After pushing down that gnawing feeling Analu leaped at the small kit, only to rear up once she landed with a snarl and a hiss! The thing had clawed her nose! "You vile wretch!"
There was a sharp crack in the foliage behind her and Analu swiveled her head around to look and listen. Her mouth parted and she instantly drew in the scent of an angry cat. Oop. Before she could back away a furious yowl erupted from the bushes and the cat that had been hiding there burst forth, paws outstretched and claws unsheathed! Analu turned to flee, but the cat had landed, and it's claws were embedded deep into her flesh, scraping against her bone! With a yowl of pain the grey she-cat lunged fowards and swung around, slamming her rump into a tree!
With an 'ommf' and a hiss Analu's attacker released her grip. Analu didn't give time for another attack though and shot off into the bushes! Once she was sure she wasn't being followed she angled herself for a mighty leap and sprang up into a tree. A growl, a frustrated hiss, and then a nap. Food would have to wait.
IC Name: Analu (Though she often gives fake names)
Gender: Female
-Description of History, physical characteristics, personality, feelings toward Clanners-
Lone ally cat simply wandering through forests, across junkyard-wastelands, over rooftops, and through busy city streets and empty ally-ways. A she-cat that avoids humans at all cost, having seen a cat been beaten by one of their kits before. Medium grey and dark grey leopard like spots cover the pelt of the wanderer, blending into shadows and shunning the harsh artificial lights of the up-right fiends. Backstabbing is her middle name, putting on a mask of deception to fool others into getting her what she wants. Honor is a foreign language, as is chivalry. However, image is all there. Having street smarts this cat knows when to keep her word; if it doesn't have an advantage for her she doesn't even think twice about it and refuses. Her paws, however, are a milky white, seemingly dipped in milk or cream; though they may decieve others into thinking she's clean, the scars on her body tell a whole different tale. Good luck dealing with this kitty-cat.
Her history was that of any loner. She was born in a cardboard box, raised in the streets until she could fend for herself, and then abandoned to live alone. Her life was rough, though when life gets rough, you get tough. And whenever it threw lemons at her, Analu threw acid. Every now and then she came across another loner, or a housecat, she's either ignore them, walk away, or fight. Or perhaps, with the very rare few, she'd make... acquaintances. Otherwise, there isn't much, and she doesn't remember much either.
The clan cats? She treats them like other loners. Why they spend time looking out for so many others she doesn't know. Sure looking out for one or two others or your own kits but... a giant group of cats? Forget that! Though perhaps she can be persuaded otherwise... though most likely not.
Experience in Warriors/Feral rp:
Um... Buttload? xD
Sample Post (Can be reposted from logs):
"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Poor little kitten. All alone with no one to protect you. Oh what would your mother do if she caught me here. Caught hungry little me. Oop. That wouldn't be good now would it!" Analu slowly circled the white kit that was crouched down underneath a bush, tail lashing back a forth. The she-cat's ribs were clearly visible, as were her hip and shoulder bones. "But mommy isn't here to save you. What a shame." Pink tongue swiped over the female's lips, eyes locked hungrily on the quivering kit. Every circle brought her closer and closer to the little thing. "Helpless little thing."
She paused suddenly and flattened her ears. There was a gnawing feeling in her chest, it gnawed and ripped and tore away at the shell that encased her heart and soul. "Well well well. It seems that I have a motherly instinct after all. Of course... Survival comes first, now doesn't it?" After pushing down that gnawing feeling Analu leaped at the small kit, only to rear up once she landed with a snarl and a hiss! The thing had clawed her nose! "You vile wretch!"
There was a sharp crack in the foliage behind her and Analu swiveled her head around to look and listen. Her mouth parted and she instantly drew in the scent of an angry cat. Oop. Before she could back away a furious yowl erupted from the bushes and the cat that had been hiding there burst forth, paws outstretched and claws unsheathed! Analu turned to flee, but the cat had landed, and it's claws were embedded deep into her flesh, scraping against her bone! With a yowl of pain the grey she-cat lunged fowards and swung around, slamming her rump into a tree!
With an 'ommf' and a hiss Analu's attacker released her grip. Analu didn't give time for another attack though and shot off into the bushes! Once she was sure she wasn't being followed she angled herself for a mighty leap and sprang up into a tree. A growl, a frustrated hiss, and then a nap. Food would have to wait.
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