Post by | • ƒa∫∫en • | on Jun 27, 2011 12:23:30 GMT -5
>>|Name|<<
- Vixen
>>|Age|<<
- 15 moons
>>|Alliance|<<
- BloodClan
>>|Rank|<<
- Warrior
>>|Gender|<<
- Female
>>|Description|<<
- First things first, Vixen is a very beautiful cat. She has pale ginger fur, overlapped with darker stripes of orange. Her fur is a perfectly long and soft, making it a very comforting pelt to be leaned against. The pale ginger tones of her fur are almost creamy in tone, making her look exquisite. For eyes, Vixen's are a very dark green, right between shades of emerald and olive. The shape of her eyes is almond-like, making them appear very unique against her small, heart-shaped face. Vixen's markings are unique, but not too different to make them obnoxious. She's shaped very lean with long, even muscles and a well-proportioned body.
>>|Personality|<<
- To be quite honest, Vixen isn't a nice cat. She's not like most cats in BloodClan in that she's not violent... at all. But, believe me, you don't need to be volatile to be a dangerous opponent. This cat is packed full of tricks up her sleeves, starting with her greatest weapons: words. She's just, well, manipulative and kind of irritating to most. Vixen's prim and proper, always needing to look and act perfect. She doesn't like getting her paws dirty at all and fits more into BloodClan as a pretty face. Many cats probably think little of her and imagine she'll just ending up being a queen for the rest of her life. Well, no one knows a cats future, but one thing for certain is that she shouldn't be slighted by any means. Sure, she doesn't work the way some BloodClan cats work. She never got in the blood in her history that some have, but that's only because she found others ways to get around it. Never downgrade the power of a beautiful cat. Or words. But, then again. She has the bad habit of falling in love very easily with toms... whether they're single or not.
>>|History<<|
- Vixen was born to a single rogue, who got chased away by the father before she even came out. Her mother, Aspen, was fiesty and sharp-tongued with lots of personality and spunk, but she ended up falling for just the wrong toms and habitually disappeared, being unable to stay in one place. The little Vixen knew of her mother ever was that she always seemed to have one paw in several directions, refusing to make a decision about either one until she just did it. In Vixen's case, her mother just left. Only three moons in age, Vixen was lucky enough to get picked up by a Twoleg before she starved to death or got eaten by something. The Twoleg babied Vixen, turning her a little bit into the spoiled she cat she was earlier. Vixen spent most of these days watching the outside, reminiscing over what little she knew of her mother and dreaming of just leaving. She loved being spoiled, but in a way her heart yearned for more like her mother always had. The Twoleg, once she reached the age of an apprentice, let her roam around for a while outside. These days, she began to communicate with other cats and learned of her strong points almost instantly. She cats, Vixen found, were very jealous of her and toms liked her. Too much. That attention made her nervous at first, but then she began to own it and use it to her advantage. Vixen learned many games in these moons, playing hard to get and just working her way to becoming the cat she is today. She left her Twoleg when she deemed that she was ready enough to embrace the rest of the world, but she wasn't ready. Nothing could have prepared her for the streets. In this terrain, covered in danger, she found herself running or talking her way out of trouble more than once a day. For the first time of her life, Vixen was scared out of her mind of the new world she'd let herself into. Still, her words worked well enough until one day a dog came crashing around towards her. A massive black tom cat with the name 'Shadow' (Singeclaw's father) saved her and Vixen fell somewhat in an infatuation with him. Shadow left her only a few days later, saying she was way too young to be out on her own and also that he didn't have time to babysit. Hurt and scared to be alone again, Vixen continued on her way until she met BloodClan. It was the first group of cats that she'd met and, while they proved to be an unfriendly bunch, she found she fit right in with her manipulation skills.
>>|Other|<<
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