Post by misty on May 22, 2010 16:03:04 GMT -5
Name | Mistypelt
Gender | She-cat
Age | 21 moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | PineClan
Beliefs| Mistypelt is skeptical about StarClan. While she believes something is out there, she has no proof of their exsistance. She truly does not know what to believe. Because of her exsistance here, she believes that something must have created her besides her parents, and something that gave her the ability to think for herself.
Parents | Fang (father) and Feather (mother)
Siblings | Only child
Other Kin | optional
Mate | Not yet
Crush | Not yet
Kits | soon (depending)
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet
Appearance | Mistypelt isn't the most beautiful, nor is she the ugliest cat out there. She's a little bit on the small side for now, but by the time she's reached complete maturity she'll be the size of an average cat. Her fur is shaggy and thin, and has a bit of a shine to it. All sorts of grays and blacks mottle her fur, making her look like the sky of a cloudy winter day. Her eyes aren't any extrordinary color, just a pale blue color, almost grayish looking. So, all in all, Mistypelt is just an average-looking cat.
Personality | For being so young, Mistypelt thinks too much about things. She tries so hard to make sense out of the simplest things, and over analyzes everything in her life. She is very strong-willed and hard headed, and she will speak whatever is on her mind at the momment, and doesn't care at all what others think. Mistypelt takes things too seriously most times, and gets hurt easily because of that. She worries nonstop about the future and beyond, and sometimes thinks she isn't good enough for anyone. All of these worries and troubles are hidden behind a fake smile and a bouncy face, because she doesn't want others to worry about her or feel like a burden to her Clan.
Most of the time Mistypelt will fade into the backround without meaning to. She is so shy and quiet, she rarely makes the attempt to be known. If someone makes the attempt to befriend her, she will open up and be your best friend, and her true colors will show. She will say what she feels, make sarcastic comments, or try to make you laugh in any way possible. But she's afraid to tell even her closest friends what bothers her the most or her darkest secrets. She doesn't know if she'll get stabbed in the back or called a fool, or even be abandoned or taken advantage of. She doesn't want a repeat of what happened with Lucifer, the tom she grew so close to and took her life away.
Skills | Mistypelt is skilled at hunting and stalking prey, as well as running fast enough to take it down. Though she lacks in strength, she make up for it with her swift and agile movements in battle, as well as with her wit.
History | Mistypelt had a loving, as well as eventful childhood. But eventful doesn't always hold good things. She was born as the only daughter of Fang and Feather with the name Misty. Her parents stayed with her until they thought it was of age to take care of herself. Through them, she learned how to hunt, defend herself with basic fighting moves, and the very essence of living and surviving on her own. When she became 6 moons of age, they left her to fight for herself in the harsh world. She didn't have a problem with it... At first. The first 4 months, Mistypelt was capable of living on her own. She marked her own territory, hunted wherever she pleased, and never suffered an injury from a battle. Lonliness eventually struck her, though.
Without a family or friend to talk to or comfort her, Mistypelt grew depressed. After 5 more moons of depression, she grew tired of waiting for someone to show up and entertain her. She left her territory to explore, to find new places, and to hopefully meet another living soul. After walking for a quarter moon, she came across the territory of another cat. She ventured farther into the unknown ground, and there she met a white and ginger loner tomcat named Lucifer. Their meeting was hostile at first. Lucifer commented on the fact of her being upset, and she told him the story about her lonliness. She didn't expect him to comfort her and make her feel better about herself. That ultimately brightened her mood. She thanked Lucifer and continued to look for a new home, though she was sure she already found one.
The next time she went hunting the next day, she met him again, and they talked for a while. His kind words made her feel so good about herself, she kept them running around in her head all day, and her depression started to lift. They kept their meetings frequent, meeting almost every day and night to talk about whatever came to their minds. After a few moons, she fell in love with him. When she realized what was happening to herself, she wasn't sure how he would react. He was a loner, a free spirit. He didn't seem like the kind of cat that would just stay with one cat forever. But despite her gut, the next time they met, she told him her feelings. She was overwhelmed with joy to hear he felt the same. Lucifer and Mistypelt spent the whole night together.
When she woke up the next day, Lucifer had gone. She assumed he went hunting, but something deep inside felt wrong. But Mistypelt was determined to live in a world of denial, that what she did wasn't a mistake. So she went to the meeting place where she and Lucifer spent hours together, just talking. But he didn't show. She kept coming and leaving their spot, every night for a quarter moon. But not one of those times did she even smell his scent. This tore Mistypelt down to whete she hit rock bottom. She grew much more depressed than before. Often, she thought about suicide, but her fear kept her from going over the edge.
Much later, she heard of a group of cats that had arrived into the forest, something called ForestClan. She went to the cats and spoke with them about their plans. She was careful to keep her feelings in check so she wouldn't seem like a burden or have pity from new cats. The idea of having a family seemed nice to her, and when they split up into four Clans, she joined PineClan because she had no belief in StarClan. She wouldn't find out until much later she was pregnant with three kits.
Gender | She-cat
Age | 21 moons
Rank | Warrior
Clan | PineClan
Beliefs| Mistypelt is skeptical about StarClan. While she believes something is out there, she has no proof of their exsistance. She truly does not know what to believe. Because of her exsistance here, she believes that something must have created her besides her parents, and something that gave her the ability to think for herself.
Parents | Fang (father) and Feather (mother)
Siblings | Only child
Other Kin | optional
Mate | Not yet
Crush | Not yet
Kits | soon (depending)
Apprentice/Mentor | Not yet
Appearance | Mistypelt isn't the most beautiful, nor is she the ugliest cat out there. She's a little bit on the small side for now, but by the time she's reached complete maturity she'll be the size of an average cat. Her fur is shaggy and thin, and has a bit of a shine to it. All sorts of grays and blacks mottle her fur, making her look like the sky of a cloudy winter day. Her eyes aren't any extrordinary color, just a pale blue color, almost grayish looking. So, all in all, Mistypelt is just an average-looking cat.
Personality | For being so young, Mistypelt thinks too much about things. She tries so hard to make sense out of the simplest things, and over analyzes everything in her life. She is very strong-willed and hard headed, and she will speak whatever is on her mind at the momment, and doesn't care at all what others think. Mistypelt takes things too seriously most times, and gets hurt easily because of that. She worries nonstop about the future and beyond, and sometimes thinks she isn't good enough for anyone. All of these worries and troubles are hidden behind a fake smile and a bouncy face, because she doesn't want others to worry about her or feel like a burden to her Clan.
Most of the time Mistypelt will fade into the backround without meaning to. She is so shy and quiet, she rarely makes the attempt to be known. If someone makes the attempt to befriend her, she will open up and be your best friend, and her true colors will show. She will say what she feels, make sarcastic comments, or try to make you laugh in any way possible. But she's afraid to tell even her closest friends what bothers her the most or her darkest secrets. She doesn't know if she'll get stabbed in the back or called a fool, or even be abandoned or taken advantage of. She doesn't want a repeat of what happened with Lucifer, the tom she grew so close to and took her life away.
Skills | Mistypelt is skilled at hunting and stalking prey, as well as running fast enough to take it down. Though she lacks in strength, she make up for it with her swift and agile movements in battle, as well as with her wit.
History | Mistypelt had a loving, as well as eventful childhood. But eventful doesn't always hold good things. She was born as the only daughter of Fang and Feather with the name Misty. Her parents stayed with her until they thought it was of age to take care of herself. Through them, she learned how to hunt, defend herself with basic fighting moves, and the very essence of living and surviving on her own. When she became 6 moons of age, they left her to fight for herself in the harsh world. She didn't have a problem with it... At first. The first 4 months, Mistypelt was capable of living on her own. She marked her own territory, hunted wherever she pleased, and never suffered an injury from a battle. Lonliness eventually struck her, though.
Without a family or friend to talk to or comfort her, Mistypelt grew depressed. After 5 more moons of depression, she grew tired of waiting for someone to show up and entertain her. She left her territory to explore, to find new places, and to hopefully meet another living soul. After walking for a quarter moon, she came across the territory of another cat. She ventured farther into the unknown ground, and there she met a white and ginger loner tomcat named Lucifer. Their meeting was hostile at first. Lucifer commented on the fact of her being upset, and she told him the story about her lonliness. She didn't expect him to comfort her and make her feel better about herself. That ultimately brightened her mood. She thanked Lucifer and continued to look for a new home, though she was sure she already found one.
The next time she went hunting the next day, she met him again, and they talked for a while. His kind words made her feel so good about herself, she kept them running around in her head all day, and her depression started to lift. They kept their meetings frequent, meeting almost every day and night to talk about whatever came to their minds. After a few moons, she fell in love with him. When she realized what was happening to herself, she wasn't sure how he would react. He was a loner, a free spirit. He didn't seem like the kind of cat that would just stay with one cat forever. But despite her gut, the next time they met, she told him her feelings. She was overwhelmed with joy to hear he felt the same. Lucifer and Mistypelt spent the whole night together.
When she woke up the next day, Lucifer had gone. She assumed he went hunting, but something deep inside felt wrong. But Mistypelt was determined to live in a world of denial, that what she did wasn't a mistake. So she went to the meeting place where she and Lucifer spent hours together, just talking. But he didn't show. She kept coming and leaving their spot, every night for a quarter moon. But not one of those times did she even smell his scent. This tore Mistypelt down to whete she hit rock bottom. She grew much more depressed than before. Often, she thought about suicide, but her fear kept her from going over the edge.
Much later, she heard of a group of cats that had arrived into the forest, something called ForestClan. She went to the cats and spoke with them about their plans. She was careful to keep her feelings in check so she wouldn't seem like a burden or have pity from new cats. The idea of having a family seemed nice to her, and when they split up into four Clans, she joined PineClan because she had no belief in StarClan. She wouldn't find out until much later she was pregnant with three kits.
We have a cbox again and we're opening the place up as a closed, members only rp