Post by Deleted on Mar 2, 2010 21:06:36 GMT -5
A Bit About You
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Out of Character Name ∙ Willow
Chatango Username ∙ TTFNWillow3
Contact Information ∙ PM
Other Characters You Play ∙ Stoneheart, Nightkit, Snakepaw, Snowkit & Raincloud
Time Zone ∙ U.S. Eastern
How You Found Us ∙ friendIntroductions
Character’s Name ∙ Willow
Age ∙ 27 moons
Gender ∙ she-cat
Residing ∙ outside or even inside the forest
Character Type ∙ RogueMindset
Overall Personality ∙ Willow is nice, indeed. She is a loyal, trustworthy friend to some. She wouldn't dare steal from a clan or harm any kit. That's not what Willow does. Willow's only goal is to survive on her own. She is smart, she has wise advise that only a fool would not listen to. Willow isn't trying to be a threat but she can be if she wants to. But that's only when she has to be. She gives second chances, but only once. After the second chance she won't show anymore mercy. Yet, Willow does get depressed every now and then, she tries to her best not to but its hard, when a loved one dies the memory of them never does seem to leave. Sometimes Willow will actually go insane.
Willow is alone for a few reasons. She hates teamwork, she could never be in a clan. She doesn't depend on others nor does she trust others. Get on her bad side and your life could pretty much be horrible. She will fight back. She may be starving but she will not let others get in her way. Willow isn't the kind to let others walk all over her or use her. No, she's the kind who let's others think they're getting away with something when they're not. She makes deals, trades, she sneaky and she harsher own ways. Try to mess with her and she'll get you back. One of her pet peeves is others telling her what she won't be able to accomplish ever. She likes to prove herself to others that just because she has one eye that can see or that she is nearly starved doesn't mean that she can't take on a challenge.
Additional Tidbits ∙ she's blind in one eyeReflection
Height ∙ the average height of a full grown cat
Overall Appearance ∙ Willow is a small, short haired white she-cat with light silvery gray paws. She has a gray tipped tail and a gray patch on her left ear and on her muzzle. She has silver, long whiskers and a few chipped teeth. Her tail is long and skinny. She is skinny, for she isn't well fed, but not like a living skeleton. Even though she look skinny she doesn't look weak or too puny to fight. She doesn't look vulnerable at all. Willow never looks fully relaxed, she's (normally) always on guard.
Willow has dark, blue eyes the color of sapphires -except her right eye is a lighter blue but she was born that way. Her right eye is blind with a long scar slicing through it in the middle. She has plenty of scars and bite marks from fights. Willow has a long scar on her belly from a bad belly wound she had gotten during a fight. She has a few chipped claws and her left ear has bite marks on it. Her back left leg has almost no claws except for one.Backstory
Family History ∙ opt-out
Family ∙ Mother: Ally, was a kittypet. Had green eyes and was a brown tabby she with long hair. Father: Arrow, was a rogue/kittypet. Had dark gray fur with two black socks on front paws. (has short hair) Sister: Angel. is a kittypet. Has long white fluffy hair and a golden brown underbelly.
Birthplace ∙ Was born in a twoleg home
Background ∙ Willow and her sister, Angel was born in a twoleg's home. They were sold away from their mother, Ally. But that was when Willow and her sister were old enough to run around and play. And so Willow had managed to run away from the twolegs with her sister. Soon a twoleg found Angel and took her in. Angel never left her house folk she liked it there. But Willow liked the freedom, away from the Twolegs.
So she became a loner for a while. She just strayed off in the area even if twolegs were around. Then she got into a fight with some dogs. She badly injured and ever since she had been blind in her right eye. Then she was only about 14 moons old. She got into more troubles but one changed her life. Willow was fighting against some other cats who were once kittypets but now lived without their Twolegs. This fight was just a few days after becoming blind in her right eye so she was having trouble adjusting to having one sightless eye. She could have died yes, but was saved by another rogue. Shadow.
Ever since being saved by Shadow, Willow had stuck by his side. They fought, hunted and traveled together. Willow had loved Shadow and Shadow loved Willow. That was that, they were going to be mates. Shadow had helped her fight and hunt with one good eye. Then something horrible happened, ruining Willow's life. Shadow died from a fight against a clan cat, leaving Willow with a broken heart. Life was harder after that, trying to hunt for food and stay alive with one good eye was tough, but going to sleep at night and waking up at dawn with no one by your side was tougher than she ever had imagined. For a while she thought it would be best if she just died. But after a while she started to get the hang of it. Well, the hang of surviving alone with one bad eye, she was still suffering though, in the inside.
Willow was of course mad at first, but then she learned to accept the fact that Shadow was gone. That she was alone now. She understood that and so she kept on going. She knew it was a waste to hold a grudge against the cat who killed her mate. She knew better than that. Now Willow lives on her own, fights on her own, she doesn't want anybody with her. That's why she refuses to live in a clan if she was ever offered. She doesn't want to be taken cared of, not anymore. She doesn't want to feel that pain like she did when her love died. Sorrow would sometimes creep up on her and she would just sit there doing nothing else but mope about how it was her fault he died. He saved her from death but she didn't save him. She killed him, she caused him to die because she didn't do anything, she betrayed him.Sample
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--Willow