Post by Brambletail on Apr 15, 2013 4:11:05 GMT -5
A Bit About Me
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Contact Information ∙ PM me!
Other Characters You Play ∙ None as of yet
Time Zone ∙ Australian Eastern Standard Time.
How You Found Us: This site is a static affiliate of Ga'Hoolian Decree, of which I am a member. I was looking through the affiliates and this site interested me.
Introductions
Character’s Name ∙ Brambletail, future Bramblefur
Age ∙ Five moons
Gender ∙ Female
Residing ∙ Inside the forest, SkyClan territory
Mindset
Overall Personality ∙ Brambletail, who prefers to be known as Bramble only, is the cheekiest kit in the clan. She is constantly plotting for her next trick, but is really just looking for attention and love. She will often act without seeing the consequences involved. She hates getting in trouble though and hides in small places where the older cats can't fit in. She will scratch and bite if angered, but rarely ever hisses. She has an odd habit of wrapping her front legs around her attacker with claws out, biting one end and doing 'kangaroo legs' with the back legs, also with claws out.
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Reflection
Overall Appearance ∙ Brambletail looks a lot like a tabby cat on most of its body, with teardrop shapes on the outer edge of both eyes and stripes over her face, neck, back, paws and tail. Her stomach, however, is pure white, and where the grey part meets it there is a creamy sort of brown rim. Her eyes are a yellowy brown, and her pupils are almost always wide, unless in bright light. She got her kit name from the fact that when she was found, she had a dark brown thorny vine, similar to brambles, twined around her long, furry tail. She afterwards made a small band out of the same, now stiff vine which she wears on her head (held in place by her ears) although the inch-long thorns have had their sharp tips cut off.
Backstory
Family History ∙ Brambletail’s parentage and possible siblings are unknown. It is known that all of them were kittypets, and the only reason Brambletail isn’t is because she escaped.
Family ∙ Unknown
Birthplace ∙ Although she does not know, she was born in a small town called Innisfail on the east coast of Australia.
Background ∙ Brambletail was born in a small town and taken overseas by her then-owners almost straightaway after buying the kitten. They took her to their holiday home, which happened to be close to the forest, and left the window open, a small space only a cat could get through. Being a curious kitten, she climbed on the windowsill and tumbled out, which would have been fine if the owners did not also have a large dog. This dog chased her into the forest, where she tried to climb a tree but fell, having no purchase and small claws. The dog attacked her, and she flailed around, wounding it just enough to give her time to flee. She made it a fair way but fainted on around the border surrounding Skyclan territory. One of the warriors took her by the scruff of the neck to the elder, who was inclined to take her in and train her. He didn’t quite regret his choice, but would have done better without the trouble she provided. She hopes to someday become a Medicine Cat or a Warrior, she can’t decide.
Sample
Brambletail was balanced on the thickest, flattest limb of her chosen tree. The thorny circlet on her head was like a symbol, that she was the queen of mischief, and she had another mark chosen today.
A large, rotten fruit was held in a small cloth pouch which she had clamped in her mouth. She watched as the chosen cat, a pure white longhair who was against Brambletail entirely and had opted to throw her out, meandered closer to her tree. She put down the pouch and gently rolled out the fruit, the size of her head and a brown-patched orange, onto the edge of the flat branch. Closer….closer…..NOW! She rolled the fruit off the branch and held her breath as it fell the ninety feet down….. SPLAT! The white cat was covered in stinking red fruit insides. He looked up.
“BRAMBLETAIL!!!!” he roared. “I know that was you!”
With a giggle and a flick of a striped tail, the kit scampered out of sight.
Contract
By submitting this application, I am also stating that I have read, and understood, the forum rules, and that I agree to follow them. This means that I will take whatever punishments come my way should I break the rules.
--Brambletail
Your Name ∙ opt out
Out of Character Name ∙ Star
Chatango Username ∙ Opt out
Contact Information ∙ PM me!
Other Characters You Play ∙ None as of yet
Time Zone ∙ Australian Eastern Standard Time.
How You Found Us: This site is a static affiliate of Ga'Hoolian Decree, of which I am a member. I was looking through the affiliates and this site interested me.
Introductions
Character’s Name ∙ Brambletail, future Bramblefur
Age ∙ Five moons
Gender ∙ Female
Residing ∙ Inside the forest, SkyClan territory
Mindset
Overall Personality ∙ Brambletail, who prefers to be known as Bramble only, is the cheekiest kit in the clan. She is constantly plotting for her next trick, but is really just looking for attention and love. She will often act without seeing the consequences involved. She hates getting in trouble though and hides in small places where the older cats can't fit in. She will scratch and bite if angered, but rarely ever hisses. She has an odd habit of wrapping her front legs around her attacker with claws out, biting one end and doing 'kangaroo legs' with the back legs, also with claws out.
Additional Tidbits ∙ opt out
Reflection
Overall Appearance ∙ Brambletail looks a lot like a tabby cat on most of its body, with teardrop shapes on the outer edge of both eyes and stripes over her face, neck, back, paws and tail. Her stomach, however, is pure white, and where the grey part meets it there is a creamy sort of brown rim. Her eyes are a yellowy brown, and her pupils are almost always wide, unless in bright light. She got her kit name from the fact that when she was found, she had a dark brown thorny vine, similar to brambles, twined around her long, furry tail. She afterwards made a small band out of the same, now stiff vine which she wears on her head (held in place by her ears) although the inch-long thorns have had their sharp tips cut off.
Backstory
Family History ∙ Brambletail’s parentage and possible siblings are unknown. It is known that all of them were kittypets, and the only reason Brambletail isn’t is because she escaped.
Family ∙ Unknown
Birthplace ∙ Although she does not know, she was born in a small town called Innisfail on the east coast of Australia.
Background ∙ Brambletail was born in a small town and taken overseas by her then-owners almost straightaway after buying the kitten. They took her to their holiday home, which happened to be close to the forest, and left the window open, a small space only a cat could get through. Being a curious kitten, she climbed on the windowsill and tumbled out, which would have been fine if the owners did not also have a large dog. This dog chased her into the forest, where she tried to climb a tree but fell, having no purchase and small claws. The dog attacked her, and she flailed around, wounding it just enough to give her time to flee. She made it a fair way but fainted on around the border surrounding Skyclan territory. One of the warriors took her by the scruff of the neck to the elder, who was inclined to take her in and train her. He didn’t quite regret his choice, but would have done better without the trouble she provided. She hopes to someday become a Medicine Cat or a Warrior, she can’t decide.
Sample
Brambletail was balanced on the thickest, flattest limb of her chosen tree. The thorny circlet on her head was like a symbol, that she was the queen of mischief, and she had another mark chosen today.
A large, rotten fruit was held in a small cloth pouch which she had clamped in her mouth. She watched as the chosen cat, a pure white longhair who was against Brambletail entirely and had opted to throw her out, meandered closer to her tree. She put down the pouch and gently rolled out the fruit, the size of her head and a brown-patched orange, onto the edge of the flat branch. Closer….closer…..NOW! She rolled the fruit off the branch and held her breath as it fell the ninety feet down….. SPLAT! The white cat was covered in stinking red fruit insides. He looked up.
“BRAMBLETAIL!!!!” he roared. “I know that was you!”
With a giggle and a flick of a striped tail, the kit scampered out of sight.
Contract
By submitting this application, I am also stating that I have read, and understood, the forum rules, and that I agree to follow them. This means that I will take whatever punishments come my way should I break the rules.
--Brambletail
