Post by ~Crecsent*Eyes~ on Oct 22, 2005 17:17:03 GMT -5
Cresent Eyes of the Rougues
Name: Cresent Eyes
Clan: None
Rank: Rouge
Appearance:
Cresent eyes's pelt is of a comforting tone of a deep blue, clouded with black. It is short length and well-kept, particualry for a rougue. She is of about average size for a she-cat of her young age (16 moons) and cares for her pelt like a mother and her kits. Her body is evenly proportioned except for her long and speedy legs. CresentEyes's figure is smooth and lean, as well as attractive to many toms. The fur around her chest is slightly thicker than the rest of her pelt to create a more animated and hyper, yet seductive appearance.
Her paws are dipped in a soft, pale white gradually fading back into her normal dark blue color at about 'knee' high. Claws are almost always out to show off their menacingly sharp point. Her powerful legs are tall and slender, muscles showing through to prove their hard-earned strength. Her tail is often straight and held high in the air, an aura of intense emotion swilrs around it.
Cresent eyes's ears are pointed at the tipw, and also coated in the same cloudy white as her paws. Her gleaming eyes are a pale though gorgeous green, so deep you could easily get lost as you gaze into their endless depths. Her fangs are short, but sharper than most cat's and can slice and tear much easier. Another layer of cream white circles strangely around her muzzle.
Her face and each of her practiced expressions are beautifully carved and rather attractive even at a glance.
Moonage: 16
Personality: Cresent Eyes's is similiar to what our human media would portray as a blonde cheerleader, though with much more inteligence and intelectual ability. Her attractive looks helps her much in getting things she wants, and she can easily work the charm with a bat of her long black eyelashes or a flick of her slender tail. She is rather proud of her, what we might call, 'sexy', appearance and enjoys showing it off, though when there are no risks involved such as serious trouble: being caught and punished for tresspassing, or delaying her plans of vengance. Her witty mind can think up dangerous plans, but she lets others think of her as a dumb one, the only talent with her looks.
Once she sets her mind to something, she doesn't stop till she has either won or failed, and revenge is always in her thoughts. She can be easily worked up and can unleash her whole intense power in the blink of an eye.
She is very prissy and takes good care of her shimmery coat.
History:
Cresent Eyes would be thought by most people to turn out as a sad depressed cat because of her kithood. She hardly remembers her parents faces, nor does she want to, as they were vicious creatures with nothing on their minds but to kill, and so they did. Soon after she turned 4 moons old, her father went into a rage, slashing angrily at her mother, who in her last moments killed him as well. She had been asleep at the time, but to wake up and find your parents dead and bleeding over each other isn't the best sight for your heart. She soon traveled alone after that, though her small family was already alone before. She soon met up with another rougue, a large black tom, and he helped raise her, though he was old and died when she turned 13 moons, 6 moons later. Her heart tore even more after that, but she continued to live on as a rougue, as that was what her parents and care-takers were. Her thoughts were taken over with ferocity and turned her into what she is now.
IC: Cresent eyes paused momentarily, opening her mouth to recieve a quick taste of the dirty air. The thunderpath roared loudly in her ears as she close dit once again to continue her hunt. A monster rolled by loudly, and she took a step back, looked to the far end and turned her head to face the other way, her ears pricked. Silence, only the disturbing scent. She grinned menacingly and crossed, dashing smoothly and quickly across the hot gravel till it turned back to a dark green grass, wet from a recent drizzle. She turned her head quickly, and tested the air again.
"Clear," she mumbled to herself, and sat down to groom her coat.
Code words: Not needed.
Name: Cresent Eyes
Clan: None
Rank: Rouge
Appearance:
Cresent eyes's pelt is of a comforting tone of a deep blue, clouded with black. It is short length and well-kept, particualry for a rougue. She is of about average size for a she-cat of her young age (16 moons) and cares for her pelt like a mother and her kits. Her body is evenly proportioned except for her long and speedy legs. CresentEyes's figure is smooth and lean, as well as attractive to many toms. The fur around her chest is slightly thicker than the rest of her pelt to create a more animated and hyper, yet seductive appearance.
Her paws are dipped in a soft, pale white gradually fading back into her normal dark blue color at about 'knee' high. Claws are almost always out to show off their menacingly sharp point. Her powerful legs are tall and slender, muscles showing through to prove their hard-earned strength. Her tail is often straight and held high in the air, an aura of intense emotion swilrs around it.
Cresent eyes's ears are pointed at the tipw, and also coated in the same cloudy white as her paws. Her gleaming eyes are a pale though gorgeous green, so deep you could easily get lost as you gaze into their endless depths. Her fangs are short, but sharper than most cat's and can slice and tear much easier. Another layer of cream white circles strangely around her muzzle.
Her face and each of her practiced expressions are beautifully carved and rather attractive even at a glance.
Moonage: 16
Personality: Cresent Eyes's is similiar to what our human media would portray as a blonde cheerleader, though with much more inteligence and intelectual ability. Her attractive looks helps her much in getting things she wants, and she can easily work the charm with a bat of her long black eyelashes or a flick of her slender tail. She is rather proud of her, what we might call, 'sexy', appearance and enjoys showing it off, though when there are no risks involved such as serious trouble: being caught and punished for tresspassing, or delaying her plans of vengance. Her witty mind can think up dangerous plans, but she lets others think of her as a dumb one, the only talent with her looks.
Once she sets her mind to something, she doesn't stop till she has either won or failed, and revenge is always in her thoughts. She can be easily worked up and can unleash her whole intense power in the blink of an eye.
She is very prissy and takes good care of her shimmery coat.
History:
Cresent Eyes would be thought by most people to turn out as a sad depressed cat because of her kithood. She hardly remembers her parents faces, nor does she want to, as they were vicious creatures with nothing on their minds but to kill, and so they did. Soon after she turned 4 moons old, her father went into a rage, slashing angrily at her mother, who in her last moments killed him as well. She had been asleep at the time, but to wake up and find your parents dead and bleeding over each other isn't the best sight for your heart. She soon traveled alone after that, though her small family was already alone before. She soon met up with another rougue, a large black tom, and he helped raise her, though he was old and died when she turned 13 moons, 6 moons later. Her heart tore even more after that, but she continued to live on as a rougue, as that was what her parents and care-takers were. Her thoughts were taken over with ferocity and turned her into what she is now.
IC: Cresent eyes paused momentarily, opening her mouth to recieve a quick taste of the dirty air. The thunderpath roared loudly in her ears as she close dit once again to continue her hunt. A monster rolled by loudly, and she took a step back, looked to the far end and turned her head to face the other way, her ears pricked. Silence, only the disturbing scent. She grinned menacingly and crossed, dashing smoothly and quickly across the hot gravel till it turned back to a dark green grass, wet from a recent drizzle. She turned her head quickly, and tested the air again.
"Clear," she mumbled to herself, and sat down to groom her coat.
Code words: Not needed.
