Post by Dragon on Oct 21, 2018 12:54:08 GMT
Onyx | She-cat | Rogue Group
Basics
Name: Onyx
Age: 49 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Group: Rogues
Position: Fighter
Orientation: Heterosexual
Items Being Used: Rare Eye Color
Appearance
Breed: Maine Coone
Pelt: Black Smoke, Long, Thick, Tufted Ears
Eye Color: Gray
Stature: Large, Stocky, Large Ears
Overall: Onyx is very large and stocky. Everything about her is large from her paws to her ears. Even her claws are long and sharp making it easier for her to tear into her enemies pelt. Her hair is a long and very thick black smokey color. Her eyes are a cold and calculating gray color.
Personality
Angry
Caring
Determined
Emotional
Intelligent
Motherly
Observant
Vengeful
Over All: Onyx wasn't always filled with anger and hatred. There were things that turned her into the she-cat she is today. Onyx is filled with anger, rage and regret. Her heart has been torn to shreds and hasn't had time to recover yet. The only thing she can think about right now is getting revenge on the clans, one in particular. Onyx is very smart and observant she knows when it's the right time to act or when it's the right time to hold back. Onyx has determination and she will do whatever it takes to fallow through with something she has set her mind on even if it takes her whole life. But just because Onyx is filled with hate and anger for the clans doesn't mean she would treat non clan cats with the same rage and hatred. She won't think twice about killing a cat if they're from the clans but she wouldn't harm a cat that wasn't a clan cat unless given a reason to.
History
Mother: Sable
Father: Coal
Siblings: Jade (F), Jet (M), Pearl (F), Obsidian (M)
Past Mate: Pecan (Dead)
Kits: Hazel (Dead), Agate (Dead), Opal (Dead)
Onyx was born in the twoleg place as a kittypet to Sable and Coal. Her mother was a black and white Maine Coone while her father was almost completely black. Her parents twolegs had a thing for stones and since the entire litter was various colors of black she named them after black gems or stones. As they grew up she and her siblings were eventually adopted out to their own twolegs. Onyx was lucky enough that the twolegs who bought her decided to keep her name. Over the next several moons Onyx would play with them, sleep in their bed, cuddle with them and even be fed some of their food. Her favorite treat was something they called peanut butter. They would give her a little every night before bed along with some other treats.
When she was about a year old they decided to let her start hanging around in their backyard. Onyx never felt the need to go farther then a couple houses down to where some other cats lived. One was called Pecan and the two became close friends. Onyx had other friends but she would spent hours sometimes just lying on her fence chatting with him until her twolegs would call out for her.
It was common for rogues and loners to come by from time to time and if Onyx thought one was particularly thin she would offer them some food especially if they were young. When she was two years old Pecan chose to leave his twolegs to become a loner and live in the park. He tried to convince Onyx to leave as well but she couldn't leave her twolegs. So instead he would come by as often as he could. Over time Pecan was able to convince Onyx to go further and further from her twolegs but she was always determined to be back before nightfall for fear of worrying her twolegs. Then when Onyx was about three years
old Pecan told her that a large group of rogues was gathering and Pecan had chosen to join them. Onyx begged him to find new twolegs and not join this rogue group but there was no convincing Pecan.
A few moons later Onyx discovered she was pregnant. She was never so happy then when she learned she was going to have Pecan's kits. For years the two had tried to have kits with no luck and finally it happened. But something went wrong. Days passed by as she waited for Pecan to come back so she could tell him the good news. Days before Onyx was due to go into labor she decided to go out in search of Pecan. Eventually, she found a fellow rogue member and asked him where Pecan was. That's when she learned he had had died from sickness. The death of her best friend and mate filled her with a deep sadness.
Onyx turned and headed back home when she went into labor. She was having the kits, Onyx didn't regret going in search for her mate but she regretted that she had chosen such a bad time to do it. She feared something was wrong and tried to walk through the pain in hopes of getting home before they were born. But the pain was to much for the she-cat and caused her to seek shelter under a thorn bush. She managed to scrap together some leaves and a little moss to try and make it more comfortable for her and her soon to be born kits. Over the next few hours she gave birth to three beautiful kits. Two she-cats and a single tom. She licked them until they began to breath and nurse. She decided to name her first born after the Hazel nut tree that had grown in the yard where Onyx had met Pecan. She named the following two after black stones Agate and Opal before finally falling asleep.
The next day when Onyx woke she knew something was wrong. One of the small forms at her side was cold. Her eyes flew open and she began to nudge and lick Hazel trying to get her to move. After several minutes of this she realized her first born kit hadn't survived the night. She let a yowl filled with pain to rip through the air. She spent that morning finding the perfect place to bury her first born then slowly taking her two remaining kits home. It took her all day but by nightfall she and her exhausted kits sat outside the door of her twolegs and she scratched at it and called out to them. As she waited for them she noticed her son drift to sleep. She licked and nudged him but he didn't move. When his twolegs came to the door and found her they quickly rushed about. One grabbed Opal the other Agate as she worriedly followed them mewing to her kits. The twolegs managed to warm up Opal and placed her in the bed they had ready where Onyx quickly curled her body around her daughter so she could nurse but never took her eyes off of Agate. She and her kits were rushed to a vet but her son died before they could get there. Onyx and Opal remained at the vets for the next few days for her daughter was very week and sickly. But with time Opal began to grow stronger and eventually they could go home.
Onyx was lucky that one of her kits had managed to survive. She cherished her daughter and when she was old enough would take her outside to explore the woods and the world her father had loved so much. Then when she heard that someone was coming to take Opal away from her and to a new home she fled with her kit unable to bear losing the only thing she loved. She had lost her mate and two of her kits. So one night she told Opal they were going to run away the next morning and that she better be prepared to run as soon as they opened the door for her kits new twolegs to come in. She told her not to act differently and to follow her lead. The next afternoon when her twolegs went to open the door she flicked her tail signalling Opal to get ready. They remained a few tail lengths away so as to give them no idea what they were about to do. As the door opened and her twoleg welcomed the strangers in Onyx took off with Opal at her side.
At the time Opal had been just shy of three moons old Together they learned to hunt and live in the wild. Onyx had chose to have her and Opal live as loners. Moons went by and they had found a good home not far from the borders of one of the clans that she later discovered was called Mothclan. One day when Opal was nine months old the two separated to do some hunting. Onyx managed to catch two mice and returned to their den where she waited for Opal. The sun climbed into the sky and then began it's descent and still Opal didn't return. Growing scared Onyx followed her daughters scent until she reached the border of one of the clans. A few tail lengths in she found her daughters body covered in blood. Her daughter was dead and the scent of clan was all over her. A piercing wale left her mouth and she realized her daughter was dead just like her mate and her other kits.Onyx grabbed her daughters scruff gently and began to drag her back to where they had shared a den for the past four moons. There she mourned her daughter then buried her the next morning leaving determined to find the group of rogues Pecan had joined in hopes of getting their help so she could get revenge for the life of her daughter.
Basics
Name: Onyx
Age: 49 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Group: Rogues
Position: Fighter
Orientation: Heterosexual
Items Being Used: Rare Eye Color
Appearance
Breed: Maine Coone
Pelt: Black Smoke, Long, Thick, Tufted Ears
Eye Color: Gray
Stature: Large, Stocky, Large Ears
Overall: Onyx is very large and stocky. Everything about her is large from her paws to her ears. Even her claws are long and sharp making it easier for her to tear into her enemies pelt. Her hair is a long and very thick black smokey color. Her eyes are a cold and calculating gray color.
Personality
Angry
Caring
Determined
Emotional
Intelligent
Motherly
Observant
Vengeful
Over All: Onyx wasn't always filled with anger and hatred. There were things that turned her into the she-cat she is today. Onyx is filled with anger, rage and regret. Her heart has been torn to shreds and hasn't had time to recover yet. The only thing she can think about right now is getting revenge on the clans, one in particular. Onyx is very smart and observant she knows when it's the right time to act or when it's the right time to hold back. Onyx has determination and she will do whatever it takes to fallow through with something she has set her mind on even if it takes her whole life. But just because Onyx is filled with hate and anger for the clans doesn't mean she would treat non clan cats with the same rage and hatred. She won't think twice about killing a cat if they're from the clans but she wouldn't harm a cat that wasn't a clan cat unless given a reason to.
History
Mother: Sable
Father: Coal
Siblings: Jade (F), Jet (M), Pearl (F), Obsidian (M)
Past Mate: Pecan (Dead)
Kits: Hazel (Dead), Agate (Dead), Opal (Dead)
Onyx was born in the twoleg place as a kittypet to Sable and Coal. Her mother was a black and white Maine Coone while her father was almost completely black. Her parents twolegs had a thing for stones and since the entire litter was various colors of black she named them after black gems or stones. As they grew up she and her siblings were eventually adopted out to their own twolegs. Onyx was lucky enough that the twolegs who bought her decided to keep her name. Over the next several moons Onyx would play with them, sleep in their bed, cuddle with them and even be fed some of their food. Her favorite treat was something they called peanut butter. They would give her a little every night before bed along with some other treats.
When she was about a year old they decided to let her start hanging around in their backyard. Onyx never felt the need to go farther then a couple houses down to where some other cats lived. One was called Pecan and the two became close friends. Onyx had other friends but she would spent hours sometimes just lying on her fence chatting with him until her twolegs would call out for her.
It was common for rogues and loners to come by from time to time and if Onyx thought one was particularly thin she would offer them some food especially if they were young. When she was two years old Pecan chose to leave his twolegs to become a loner and live in the park. He tried to convince Onyx to leave as well but she couldn't leave her twolegs. So instead he would come by as often as he could. Over time Pecan was able to convince Onyx to go further and further from her twolegs but she was always determined to be back before nightfall for fear of worrying her twolegs. Then when Onyx was about three years
old Pecan told her that a large group of rogues was gathering and Pecan had chosen to join them. Onyx begged him to find new twolegs and not join this rogue group but there was no convincing Pecan.
A few moons later Onyx discovered she was pregnant. She was never so happy then when she learned she was going to have Pecan's kits. For years the two had tried to have kits with no luck and finally it happened. But something went wrong. Days passed by as she waited for Pecan to come back so she could tell him the good news. Days before Onyx was due to go into labor she decided to go out in search of Pecan. Eventually, she found a fellow rogue member and asked him where Pecan was. That's when she learned he had had died from sickness. The death of her best friend and mate filled her with a deep sadness.
Onyx turned and headed back home when she went into labor. She was having the kits, Onyx didn't regret going in search for her mate but she regretted that she had chosen such a bad time to do it. She feared something was wrong and tried to walk through the pain in hopes of getting home before they were born. But the pain was to much for the she-cat and caused her to seek shelter under a thorn bush. She managed to scrap together some leaves and a little moss to try and make it more comfortable for her and her soon to be born kits. Over the next few hours she gave birth to three beautiful kits. Two she-cats and a single tom. She licked them until they began to breath and nurse. She decided to name her first born after the Hazel nut tree that had grown in the yard where Onyx had met Pecan. She named the following two after black stones Agate and Opal before finally falling asleep.
The next day when Onyx woke she knew something was wrong. One of the small forms at her side was cold. Her eyes flew open and she began to nudge and lick Hazel trying to get her to move. After several minutes of this she realized her first born kit hadn't survived the night. She let a yowl filled with pain to rip through the air. She spent that morning finding the perfect place to bury her first born then slowly taking her two remaining kits home. It took her all day but by nightfall she and her exhausted kits sat outside the door of her twolegs and she scratched at it and called out to them. As she waited for them she noticed her son drift to sleep. She licked and nudged him but he didn't move. When his twolegs came to the door and found her they quickly rushed about. One grabbed Opal the other Agate as she worriedly followed them mewing to her kits. The twolegs managed to warm up Opal and placed her in the bed they had ready where Onyx quickly curled her body around her daughter so she could nurse but never took her eyes off of Agate. She and her kits were rushed to a vet but her son died before they could get there. Onyx and Opal remained at the vets for the next few days for her daughter was very week and sickly. But with time Opal began to grow stronger and eventually they could go home.
Onyx was lucky that one of her kits had managed to survive. She cherished her daughter and when she was old enough would take her outside to explore the woods and the world her father had loved so much. Then when she heard that someone was coming to take Opal away from her and to a new home she fled with her kit unable to bear losing the only thing she loved. She had lost her mate and two of her kits. So one night she told Opal they were going to run away the next morning and that she better be prepared to run as soon as they opened the door for her kits new twolegs to come in. She told her not to act differently and to follow her lead. The next afternoon when her twolegs went to open the door she flicked her tail signalling Opal to get ready. They remained a few tail lengths away so as to give them no idea what they were about to do. As the door opened and her twoleg welcomed the strangers in Onyx took off with Opal at her side.
At the time Opal had been just shy of three moons old Together they learned to hunt and live in the wild. Onyx had chose to have her and Opal live as loners. Moons went by and they had found a good home not far from the borders of one of the clans that she later discovered was called Mothclan. One day when Opal was nine months old the two separated to do some hunting. Onyx managed to catch two mice and returned to their den where she waited for Opal. The sun climbed into the sky and then began it's descent and still Opal didn't return. Growing scared Onyx followed her daughters scent until she reached the border of one of the clans. A few tail lengths in she found her daughters body covered in blood. Her daughter was dead and the scent of clan was all over her. A piercing wale left her mouth and she realized her daughter was dead just like her mate and her other kits.Onyx grabbed her daughters scruff gently and began to drag her back to where they had shared a den for the past four moons. There she mourned her daughter then buried her the next morning leaving determined to find the group of rogues Pecan had joined in hopes of getting their help so she could get revenge for the life of her daughter.
