Post by GnawingOnIce on Sept 22, 2019 21:37:46 GMT
Name: Amaris
Gender: Female
Age: 40 Moons
Sexuality: Bisexual
Alliance: Rogue
Genotype: Ll XOXo Bb DD AA mcmc ii CC Wsw
Appearance: Amaris is a medium-furred tortoiseshell-tabby she-cat with very little white on her fur. Her fur is soft and she often makes an effort to keep it clean. She is lithe and muscular underneath her fur. Her tabby pattern swirls and blotches, forming a defined circle in the swirls on one side of her body while the other side only forms a crescent moon-like shape. Her pelt is primarily black with orange scattered sparsely amongst it. A defining splash of orange appears around and in between her eyes, in almost the shape of a diamond, shooting up from her nose to between her eyes and to her forehead and then out from her eyes similar to eyeliner. It’s edges are very defined and sharp.
Scars are scattered amongst her soft pelt, the largest one across the back of her neck and down her chest. Another defining one cuts across her jaw on the left side of her face.
Her foretoes are white while the white on her hindlegs is more apparent and visible, swooping down from the back of her legs to her hindpaws. A flash of white is also on her chest.
Amaris’ eyes are bright yellow, alert and sharp. Her ears never leave their state of awareness, perked up high. Her tail is feathery and she probably cares about the fur on it the most, out of all of the fur on her body. Her nose and her paws are a mix of pink and black.
Personality: [Cold and inconsiderate. If you’re lucky you can get a smile out of her, provided it’s not out of bloodlust.]
Amaris is often cold and inconsiderate of other’s feelings and emotions. Her expression is often stoic if she’s not laughing or smiling at how foolish she thinks you are.
Despite this, she will be more considerate of you and care for you if you follow her or treat her as a leader. Betraying her will find you in a very bad place. She will be the karma that gets you.
It can be very hard to get on her good side if you are not one of her followers, but it is possible.
She does have a taste for bloodlust, which she tries to avoid most of the time but sometimes others must be punished.
Amaris can be hypocritical lots of the time and has an incredible fear of thunder, lightning, and water. Thunder and lightning is very loud and water is deep and dark, and also hard to rid from her fur.
History: Amaris was born to two kittypet parents alongside two siblings. As she grew, she resented the ways of kittypet life and yearned for something more. She needed more than the soft life she had; the flames that burned within her urged her on, she wanted adventure and action, and interesting cats to meet that was not the fat kittypet that lived next door.
She ended up running away one night and into the streets. She learned to hunt for her own food and how to steal it from other cats when they weren’t looking.
Her aspirations were turned to ash as the fire in her was put out when an aggressive, hungry cat saw the food she had accumulated over some moons and attacked her. Amaris had had no fighting experience apart from play-fighting with her siblings, and even though this cat was practically bones and skin he gave her a run for her money. She lost, wounded and out of hope of the adventurous life she had wished for.
After Amaris had limped to a safe place out of sight, she decided that stealing food from cats who weren’t looking wasn’t good enough anymore. She had to toughen up, and fast.
So, she practiced. Eventually she could fight other cats for food and win the majority of the time.
After a couple years of this routine, she began to make deals with the cats she defeated. If they began giving the food they found to her, she would give some of it to them in return. Most cats accepted the offer, as they were pretty much guaranteed food provided they were able to find it. If they turned her offer down, she left them with scars.
Amaris eventually gathered a small posse of cats and an abandoned two-story house for them and her to stay in. It kept them out of the rain and other unpleasant weather for the most part.
Now, Amaris rules over her small league of cats and keeps her promise to her followers, allowing them a portion of the food brought to her every day. If they fail to find food, she leaves them with scars, embarrassment, and no food for whatever number of days she deems necessary.
And if they leave? Well, Amaris has only ever had to deal with that once. And she keeps what happened to that cat to herself.
TLDR;; Amaris was born to two kittypet parents alongside two siblings. As she grew, she resented the ways of kittypet life and yearned for something more. She ended up running away one night and into the streets. She learned to hunt for her own food and how to steal it from other cats when they weren’t looking. Her hopes for a non-kittypet life were turned to ash when another cat attacked her for her food. She toughened up and could eventually fight other cats and win the majority of the time. After a couple years of this routine, she began making deals with the cats she defeated. If they brought food to her, she would give them a portion of it in return. Amaris eventually had a small posse of cats and found an abandoned two-story building to shelter her and her followers. Now, she rules over them and keeps her promise. If one of her followers fails to keep their end of the bargain, she leaves them with scars, embarrassment, and no food.
Gender: Female
Age: 40 Moons
Sexuality: Bisexual
Alliance: Rogue
Genotype: Ll XOXo Bb DD AA mcmc ii CC Wsw
Appearance: Amaris is a medium-furred tortoiseshell-tabby she-cat with very little white on her fur. Her fur is soft and she often makes an effort to keep it clean. She is lithe and muscular underneath her fur. Her tabby pattern swirls and blotches, forming a defined circle in the swirls on one side of her body while the other side only forms a crescent moon-like shape. Her pelt is primarily black with orange scattered sparsely amongst it. A defining splash of orange appears around and in between her eyes, in almost the shape of a diamond, shooting up from her nose to between her eyes and to her forehead and then out from her eyes similar to eyeliner. It’s edges are very defined and sharp.
Scars are scattered amongst her soft pelt, the largest one across the back of her neck and down her chest. Another defining one cuts across her jaw on the left side of her face.
Her foretoes are white while the white on her hindlegs is more apparent and visible, swooping down from the back of her legs to her hindpaws. A flash of white is also on her chest.
Amaris’ eyes are bright yellow, alert and sharp. Her ears never leave their state of awareness, perked up high. Her tail is feathery and she probably cares about the fur on it the most, out of all of the fur on her body. Her nose and her paws are a mix of pink and black.
Personality: [Cold and inconsiderate. If you’re lucky you can get a smile out of her, provided it’s not out of bloodlust.]
Amaris is often cold and inconsiderate of other’s feelings and emotions. Her expression is often stoic if she’s not laughing or smiling at how foolish she thinks you are.
Despite this, she will be more considerate of you and care for you if you follow her or treat her as a leader. Betraying her will find you in a very bad place. She will be the karma that gets you.
It can be very hard to get on her good side if you are not one of her followers, but it is possible.
She does have a taste for bloodlust, which she tries to avoid most of the time but sometimes others must be punished.
Amaris can be hypocritical lots of the time and has an incredible fear of thunder, lightning, and water. Thunder and lightning is very loud and water is deep and dark, and also hard to rid from her fur.
History: Amaris was born to two kittypet parents alongside two siblings. As she grew, she resented the ways of kittypet life and yearned for something more. She needed more than the soft life she had; the flames that burned within her urged her on, she wanted adventure and action, and interesting cats to meet that was not the fat kittypet that lived next door.
She ended up running away one night and into the streets. She learned to hunt for her own food and how to steal it from other cats when they weren’t looking.
Her aspirations were turned to ash as the fire in her was put out when an aggressive, hungry cat saw the food she had accumulated over some moons and attacked her. Amaris had had no fighting experience apart from play-fighting with her siblings, and even though this cat was practically bones and skin he gave her a run for her money. She lost, wounded and out of hope of the adventurous life she had wished for.
After Amaris had limped to a safe place out of sight, she decided that stealing food from cats who weren’t looking wasn’t good enough anymore. She had to toughen up, and fast.
So, she practiced. Eventually she could fight other cats for food and win the majority of the time.
After a couple years of this routine, she began to make deals with the cats she defeated. If they began giving the food they found to her, she would give some of it to them in return. Most cats accepted the offer, as they were pretty much guaranteed food provided they were able to find it. If they turned her offer down, she left them with scars.
Amaris eventually gathered a small posse of cats and an abandoned two-story house for them and her to stay in. It kept them out of the rain and other unpleasant weather for the most part.
Now, Amaris rules over her small league of cats and keeps her promise to her followers, allowing them a portion of the food brought to her every day. If they fail to find food, she leaves them with scars, embarrassment, and no food for whatever number of days she deems necessary.
And if they leave? Well, Amaris has only ever had to deal with that once. And she keeps what happened to that cat to herself.
TLDR;; Amaris was born to two kittypet parents alongside two siblings. As she grew, she resented the ways of kittypet life and yearned for something more. She ended up running away one night and into the streets. She learned to hunt for her own food and how to steal it from other cats when they weren’t looking. Her hopes for a non-kittypet life were turned to ash when another cat attacked her for her food. She toughened up and could eventually fight other cats and win the majority of the time. After a couple years of this routine, she began making deals with the cats she defeated. If they brought food to her, she would give them a portion of it in return. Amaris eventually had a small posse of cats and found an abandoned two-story building to shelter her and her followers. Now, she rules over them and keeps her promise. If one of her followers fails to keep their end of the bargain, she leaves them with scars, embarrassment, and no food.
