Post by »->Running Breeze<-« on Jun 16, 2006 7:13:29 GMT -5
Name: Comala
Age: 38 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Gang: Cinis
Picture: www.ffcandles.com/images/i355.jpg
Appearence: Comala is a white she-cat she is white from head to tail, except for her read tabby stripes. Her pelt is odd, as are her eyes. She has blue orbs that many say can glimpse the future. Despite their ever far-away look, Comala's mind stays in the present, usually. Comala has black paws, that conceal long silver claws, adding to her strange physical appearance. Many say her red stripes were made from fire, her black paws from coal, and her silver-blue tail tip from the river itself. She has a bright pink nose and blurry red cheeks. At the edges of the red coloring it fades into the white color.
Personality: Comala is never quick to trust, nor quick to judge. When she thinks a cat has earned her trust, she will show it. With rogues and loner, she is bad tempered and snappy. She adores kits, once having given birth to her own litter. Comala is gentle with kits and listens to reason. She is cautious with other Clans, but doesn't immediatley assume they will attack. Comala looks before she leaps and is quick at devising strategy. Earning her trust is one thing, her respect is another. Before she respects you, she will trust you, but it takes many moons after you have earned her trust to earn her respect. So be patient and wait. Someday, Comala will fight by your side, providing she respects you. She often has nightmares, sometimes a glimpse of the future, but she never realizes it, until it is too late.
History: Comala was born a loner, known as Foresight. She is Foresight, daughter of Deerwhisker, the Ardeo outcast, and Rezzles, the loner. Comala has had few tragedies in her life. Her parent recently died when caught stealing prey on Ardeo territory. Comala's family had always stayed together, both her mother and father tought her how to fight and hunt. Her father, Deerwhisker, taught her of Caele, to have faith in them whereever she was. Since she was a kit, she had always seemed strange, never wandering off like most kits. Since her father taught her of the Caele Code and Caele, she joined Cinis and others were impressed with her knowledge. The former deputy Ragdeus died and she was nemed deputy at 28 Moons. Five moons later, at 33 Moons of age, their beloved leader Faesni, died from Black Cough. Comala became leader and is still getting used to the fact that the responsibility now rests on her shoulders.
IC: A white flash of fur, striped with red slept soundly on a bed of moss. Suddenly she was tossing and turning, entranced in a nightmare. An image flashed vefore her eyes. Blue eyes stared at her with fear. Soon they were joined by a pair of amber eyes. Then, they were drowned in blood and a shriek split the air. Foresight gasped loudly and woke up. She didn't care. She looked up to where the first stars of the night began to appear, "Great Caele! What does this mean?" she asked fearfully. The glimpse of death. But who did the eyes belong to? Did she know the owner of the amber eyes or the blue ones? Foresight shook her head, It must have been nothing important to me, I didn't recognize them! she thought strongly, hoping she was right.
A shiek split the calm of night as Foresight padded along Ardeo's border. The image of they blood and the eyes raced back into her mind. "No!" she yowled, recognizing the scriech from her vision. She raced to the seen, her black paws becoming wet with red blood. Foresight looked past the blood, dreading the sight before her, "Deerwhisker!" she whispered in horror as she saw that his throat had been ripped out, and his stomcah slashed open. She looked beside him, "Rezzles!" she gasped, seeing the similarly mangled form of her mother. Tears fell from her blue eyes as she saw her mother's golden pelt turn red with her own blood. "Caele! Why give me nightmares when I can not understand them until it is to late to stop them?" she cried in outrage. There was no answer. Engulfed in sorrow, Foresight padded back to where her family slept, the image of eyes, blood, and the shriek flashing through her mind.
Password: **correct**
Other: Those have to be the Randomest words, EVER! Congratulations!
Age: 38 Moons
Gender: She-Cat
Gang: Cinis
Picture: www.ffcandles.com/images/i355.jpg
Appearence: Comala is a white she-cat she is white from head to tail, except for her read tabby stripes. Her pelt is odd, as are her eyes. She has blue orbs that many say can glimpse the future. Despite their ever far-away look, Comala's mind stays in the present, usually. Comala has black paws, that conceal long silver claws, adding to her strange physical appearance. Many say her red stripes were made from fire, her black paws from coal, and her silver-blue tail tip from the river itself. She has a bright pink nose and blurry red cheeks. At the edges of the red coloring it fades into the white color.
Personality: Comala is never quick to trust, nor quick to judge. When she thinks a cat has earned her trust, she will show it. With rogues and loner, she is bad tempered and snappy. She adores kits, once having given birth to her own litter. Comala is gentle with kits and listens to reason. She is cautious with other Clans, but doesn't immediatley assume they will attack. Comala looks before she leaps and is quick at devising strategy. Earning her trust is one thing, her respect is another. Before she respects you, she will trust you, but it takes many moons after you have earned her trust to earn her respect. So be patient and wait. Someday, Comala will fight by your side, providing she respects you. She often has nightmares, sometimes a glimpse of the future, but she never realizes it, until it is too late.
History: Comala was born a loner, known as Foresight. She is Foresight, daughter of Deerwhisker, the Ardeo outcast, and Rezzles, the loner. Comala has had few tragedies in her life. Her parent recently died when caught stealing prey on Ardeo territory. Comala's family had always stayed together, both her mother and father tought her how to fight and hunt. Her father, Deerwhisker, taught her of Caele, to have faith in them whereever she was. Since she was a kit, she had always seemed strange, never wandering off like most kits. Since her father taught her of the Caele Code and Caele, she joined Cinis and others were impressed with her knowledge. The former deputy Ragdeus died and she was nemed deputy at 28 Moons. Five moons later, at 33 Moons of age, their beloved leader Faesni, died from Black Cough. Comala became leader and is still getting used to the fact that the responsibility now rests on her shoulders.
IC: A white flash of fur, striped with red slept soundly on a bed of moss. Suddenly she was tossing and turning, entranced in a nightmare. An image flashed vefore her eyes. Blue eyes stared at her with fear. Soon they were joined by a pair of amber eyes. Then, they were drowned in blood and a shriek split the air. Foresight gasped loudly and woke up. She didn't care. She looked up to where the first stars of the night began to appear, "Great Caele! What does this mean?" she asked fearfully. The glimpse of death. But who did the eyes belong to? Did she know the owner of the amber eyes or the blue ones? Foresight shook her head, It must have been nothing important to me, I didn't recognize them! she thought strongly, hoping she was right.
A shiek split the calm of night as Foresight padded along Ardeo's border. The image of they blood and the eyes raced back into her mind. "No!" she yowled, recognizing the scriech from her vision. She raced to the seen, her black paws becoming wet with red blood. Foresight looked past the blood, dreading the sight before her, "Deerwhisker!" she whispered in horror as she saw that his throat had been ripped out, and his stomcah slashed open. She looked beside him, "Rezzles!" she gasped, seeing the similarly mangled form of her mother. Tears fell from her blue eyes as she saw her mother's golden pelt turn red with her own blood. "Caele! Why give me nightmares when I can not understand them until it is to late to stop them?" she cried in outrage. There was no answer. Engulfed in sorrow, Foresight padded back to where her family slept, the image of eyes, blood, and the shriek flashing through her mind.
Password: **correct**
Other: Those have to be the Randomest words, EVER! Congratulations!
