Post by quillstripe on Feb 9, 2013 2:09:02 GMT -5
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- - - Basics - - -
Name; Quillkit
Age; 4 moons
Rank; Kit
Clan: Hollowclan
- - - Family - - -
Grand-sire; Rust
Grand-dam; Slipper
Sire; Rumble
Dam; Silver
Sisters; None
Brothers; None
Mate; What.
Kits; I am a kit you oaf.
- - - Personality - - -
Behavior; She's like Pandora's box; once she's opened up to you, the crazy gets out. If you're just meeting her, or get a bad first impression, she will become more docile. She can stumble over words, and cause herself to become embarrassed. However, if you can get passed that, you'll find she's a caring, sweet, yet very playful cat. She can be very childish at times, but can retreat to her more serious nature if needed.
- - - Looks - - -
Summary; A tiny, long furred calico with slate-blue eyes and a mushed in face.
Fur color; Tri-colored. ( White, Black, Orange )
Markings; Calico
Scars; None
Fur length; Long
Whisker length; Medium
Height; Tiny
Weight; Very Light.
Eye color; Stale Blue
Body mass; Thin and Boney
Scent; Coconut and Vanilla
- - - History - - -
Her whole family is pedigree Persian cat, including herself. Her parents were award wining Persians, and lived in the life of luxury. However, a wild house fire would end that. The expecting couple fled from their burning home, throwing their pampered lives away. They managed to make a home under a large willow tree, whose roots exposed a small underground den. There in that den would Quillkit's life start.
As snow piled up outside, the warm, cozy den gave shelter to the family as Quill was born. Her tiny mewls echoed through the cave as she was lifted into her mother's long, silky white fur. The sounds of purrs would erupt from the Dam and Sire as they cuddled around their single daughter; sheltering her from the bitterness outside.
A few moons passed, and Quill had finally built up the courage to step outside. It was a bit warmer, but the bitter winds still blew down from the north. The young calico Persian would jump around playfully, playing with her mother as her father stayed in the den, watching from afar.
Then, the night of the accident dawned upon the family. As the three were heading home to their den, the sound of snarling erupted from their own den. A fox came out of the den, it's teeth bared as pup's calls were shouting from the den. It launched itself for Silver, snatching her up and shaking her around in it's jaws. The black and white father then leaped onto the fox, starting to tear into it's fur as he screamed at his daughter to run. After he did that, the fox dropped the silver she-cat onto the ground and reached to snap at the father Persian, ripping him from her back. Quill let out a terrified mewl as she backed up and began running, the kit forever scarred with the image of her parents savagely slaughtered.
She ran as far as she could, eventually to the point where she collapsed beside an oak tree. Her cries wouldn't go unheard though. To her surprise, a few stranger cats had appeared from nowhere, seemly confused as they looked at her. A younger white tom would eventually step forward and settle her down, assuring her that everything was okay. There and then she explained what had happen.
That was when she joined Hollowclan. She's is forever thankful for the kind hearts of the clan, and is proud to be one of them.
- - - Abilities - - -
- - Hunting - -
Not filled out till warriorhood
- Amphibians -
Frogs;
Toads;
- Avians -
Blackbirds;
Crows;
Doves;
Eagles;
Hawks;
Falcons;
Finches;
Pheasants;
Sparrows;
Starlings;
Magpies;
Moorhens;
Wrens;
Eggs;
- Fish -
Bass;
Carp;
Minnow;
Trout;
- Rodents -
Hares;
Mice;
Rabbits;
Rats;
Shrew;
Squirrel;
Water Shrew;
- Others -
Bats;
Beetles;
Snakes;
- - - Feelings - - -
( These are the feelings of Quillkit, not me )
Love||Crush||Best Friend||Friend||Acquaintance||Unknown||Dislike||Hate
Lonepaw: You're my bestest buddy ever! I hope we stay like this forever!
Cresentstar: Thanks for stopping that battle between Halfpaw and Racoonpaw. Lone would have had to do it, and I don't want him hurt!
Racoonpaw: Uhhm, I don't know what to say about you. Get over your issue with your sister, then we can talk.
Halfpaw: It must be hard being a little sister to Racoonpaw. I pity you.
Oakpaw: Go see the medicine cat already you sneezing doof!
- - - Basics - - -
Name; Quillkit
Age; 4 moons
Rank; Kit
Clan: Hollowclan
- - - Family - - -
Grand-sire; Rust
Grand-dam; Slipper
Sire; Rumble
Dam; Silver
Sisters; None
Brothers; None
Mate; What.
Kits; I am a kit you oaf.
- - - Personality - - -
Behavior; She's like Pandora's box; once she's opened up to you, the crazy gets out. If you're just meeting her, or get a bad first impression, she will become more docile. She can stumble over words, and cause herself to become embarrassed. However, if you can get passed that, you'll find she's a caring, sweet, yet very playful cat. She can be very childish at times, but can retreat to her more serious nature if needed.
- - - Looks - - -
Summary; A tiny, long furred calico with slate-blue eyes and a mushed in face.
Fur color; Tri-colored. ( White, Black, Orange )
Markings; Calico
Scars; None
Fur length; Long
Whisker length; Medium
Height; Tiny
Weight; Very Light.
Eye color; Stale Blue
Body mass; Thin and Boney
Scent; Coconut and Vanilla
- - - History - - -
Her whole family is pedigree Persian cat, including herself. Her parents were award wining Persians, and lived in the life of luxury. However, a wild house fire would end that. The expecting couple fled from their burning home, throwing their pampered lives away. They managed to make a home under a large willow tree, whose roots exposed a small underground den. There in that den would Quillkit's life start.
As snow piled up outside, the warm, cozy den gave shelter to the family as Quill was born. Her tiny mewls echoed through the cave as she was lifted into her mother's long, silky white fur. The sounds of purrs would erupt from the Dam and Sire as they cuddled around their single daughter; sheltering her from the bitterness outside.
A few moons passed, and Quill had finally built up the courage to step outside. It was a bit warmer, but the bitter winds still blew down from the north. The young calico Persian would jump around playfully, playing with her mother as her father stayed in the den, watching from afar.
Then, the night of the accident dawned upon the family. As the three were heading home to their den, the sound of snarling erupted from their own den. A fox came out of the den, it's teeth bared as pup's calls were shouting from the den. It launched itself for Silver, snatching her up and shaking her around in it's jaws. The black and white father then leaped onto the fox, starting to tear into it's fur as he screamed at his daughter to run. After he did that, the fox dropped the silver she-cat onto the ground and reached to snap at the father Persian, ripping him from her back. Quill let out a terrified mewl as she backed up and began running, the kit forever scarred with the image of her parents savagely slaughtered.
She ran as far as she could, eventually to the point where she collapsed beside an oak tree. Her cries wouldn't go unheard though. To her surprise, a few stranger cats had appeared from nowhere, seemly confused as they looked at her. A younger white tom would eventually step forward and settle her down, assuring her that everything was okay. There and then she explained what had happen.
That was when she joined Hollowclan. She's is forever thankful for the kind hearts of the clan, and is proud to be one of them.
- - - Abilities - - -
- - Hunting - -
Not filled out till warriorhood
- Amphibians -
Frogs;
Toads;
- Avians -
Blackbirds;
Crows;
Doves;
Eagles;
Hawks;
Falcons;
Finches;
Pheasants;
Sparrows;
Starlings;
Magpies;
Moorhens;
Wrens;
Eggs;
- Fish -
Bass;
Carp;
Minnow;
Trout;
- Rodents -
Hares;
Mice;
Rabbits;
Rats;
Shrew;
Squirrel;
Water Shrew;
- Others -
Bats;
Beetles;
Snakes;
- - - Feelings - - -
( These are the feelings of Quillkit, not me )
Love||Crush||Best Friend||Friend||Acquaintance||Unknown||Dislike||Hate
Lonepaw: You're my bestest buddy ever! I hope we stay like this forever!
Cresentstar: Thanks for stopping that battle between Halfpaw and Racoonpaw. Lone would have had to do it, and I don't want him hurt!
Racoonpaw: Uhhm, I don't know what to say about you. Get over your issue with your sister, then we can talk.
Halfpaw: It must be hard being a little sister to Racoonpaw. I pity you.
Oakpaw: Go see the medicine cat already you sneezing doof!