Post by .:Lion:. on Apr 10, 2011 21:43:20 GMT -5
Name: Kyrie
Age: 15 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Description:
Kyrie is a beautiful white she-cat with silky short fur. She has a thin, defined face with a short nose and large but finely sculpted ears. Her eyes are wide and curious, their color something between green and yellow. She has long, thin legs that are better for agility and speed than endurance and strength. Her tail is long and thin, and her body is long and slender.
Personality:
Kyrie is tenacious and a bit opinionated. She likes to argue and sometimes is too ready to disagree. She likes adventure and excitement, and is a wanderer mostly because she hates seeing the same scene every day. She's not VERY smart, and can be a bit thickheaded sometimes. Kyrie also has trouble recognizing sarcasm, which is sometimes problematic since her best friend, Eleison, can be very sarcastic. She is not afraid of looking like a fool, and always says that "it's better to let others know what's in your heart than to keep it all bottled up inside in fear of sounding stupid".
History:
Kyrie was born into a litter of three to a barn cat mother named Allie, who loved her snug little life being taken care of by her Twolegs. Her mate, the housecat of said Twolegs, was named Pete, and he was an affectionate, idealistic sort of cat. Out of their three kits, he spent the most time with Kyrie. The other two kits, both also she-cats, preferred the calm life with their mother, while Kyrie loved to explore with her father. Pete talked to her about his dreams of traveling, and slowly instilled a love of adventure and thrill-seeking into Kyrie's heart. When it came time for the kits to move on to their own homes, Kyrie opted to travel by herself instead of take up residence with a Twoleg. Her father was proud of her, and she always missed him, even after she found happiness in her loner lifestyle. She was young when she met Eleison, and she was glad to take the shy little cat under her wing. The two cats became good friends and have traveled together ever since they met.
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Name: Eleison
Age: 14 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Description:
Eleison has dusty white fur that has a tint of brown and grey to it. Her fur is medium-long and looks soft but is actually a bit coarse. She has long white whiskers growing over her ears and white markings accenting her almond-shaped light blue eyes. She has a long body but short legs, made for leaping and climbing. Her tail is thick and mostly grey with a touch of white on the tip. She also has grey around the bottom of her eyes.
Personality:
Eleison is best described as fidgety. She stutters when she talks, and has been made fun of by every cat she has ever met, except her best friend, Kyrie. She is very smart, but has a hard time expressing her thoughts. While she lacks confidence around other cats, Eleison is always sure about herself and what it means to live life to the fullest. She's a very free spirit, with a love of nature and wandering that the loner lifestyle promotes. She's always up for a challenge when it means avoiding any talking, and while she may not seem like it she's a very proud, stubborn cat. Eleison likes to fantasize and can be a bit too much of a dreamer sometimes, but no one who knows her can discredit her deep love of life and those close to her. She can be surprisingly sarcastic, though.
History:
Eleison was born to a stray named Ashyla. Her mother was a kind, charismatic cat. Her mate, Troy, had been captured by Twolegs and killed before their kit was born. But Ashyla was never bitter towards the Twolegs. She taught Eleison how to respect and avoid them. When Eleison asked her mother why she didn't hate the Twolegs that killed her mate, Ashyla just said that there was too much hate in the world already, and if it continued more cats would suffer Troy's fate. When Eleison was only four moons old, though, she had her own experience with Twolegs. Her mother was hit by a monster and killed, leaving Eleison alone in the world. She always had a problem with speaking, but it only became worse as she wandered alone, with not a friend in the world. When she was nine moons old, she was quiet and timid, not the type to trust many other cats. Then she met Kyrie. Kyrie was friendly and open with Eleison, and they became close friends. Since then, the two have always traveled together, and support and love each other like sisters would.
