Post by Honour on Nov 6, 2009 2:23:13 GMT -5
Name & Clan: Golden - Loner (N/F)
Age: 2 moons =P
Gender: Female (She-cat)
Allegiance: Loner
Rank: Kit
Description: Image is here. It's supposed to represent her as an adult =)
Golden is a Maine coon and therefore is very large for her age. Her size is exagerated further by her fur, which currently standsout in all directions from her skin. It's particularly thick around her neck, where it forms a kind of mane. She is largely a pale buff colour with tabby markings on her legs and face, though her back and sides are mottled gold. The tip of her tail is black while there is a small white patch under her chin. Her eyes are currently the generic kit-blue, though flecks of their adult colour greeny-yellow are starting to show through.
Personality: Like any kit her age, Golden loves playing tag and listening to stories. With other kits she is bold and a little bossy, always wanting to be the one that decides what they do together. She's vastly different with anyone she considers "grown-up" (which includes anyone of apprentice age or older), with them she's timid and shy, and will hide behind a queen and whimper if they try to speak to her. As the moons go by she will grow out of these behaviours and become a likable, polite she-cat with a stubborn streak, the kind that gets along with everyone but won't roll over and take everything that comes her way.
History: Golden was born the only kit to two purebred Maine coons in a house owned by a cat-breeder who specialised in the breed. He was a kind man that always did his best to take good care of his cats, and so for most of her life Goldenkit lived a happy, if very quiet life. Things remained good until Golden had just turned two moons old. A housefire started in the kitchen, and before long had reached the room that the cats slept in. An adult cat carried Golden out of an open window along with a few others, though in the commotion Golden was dropped and abandoned, unable to find her family. For the last few days she has roamed aimlessly through the city, growing steadily weaker as she struggles to find food and shelter.
Relatives: None known whatsoever
Other:
Age: 2 moons =P
Gender: Female (She-cat)
Allegiance: Loner
Rank: Kit
Description: Image is here. It's supposed to represent her as an adult =)
Golden is a Maine coon and therefore is very large for her age. Her size is exagerated further by her fur, which currently standsout in all directions from her skin. It's particularly thick around her neck, where it forms a kind of mane. She is largely a pale buff colour with tabby markings on her legs and face, though her back and sides are mottled gold. The tip of her tail is black while there is a small white patch under her chin. Her eyes are currently the generic kit-blue, though flecks of their adult colour greeny-yellow are starting to show through.
Personality: Like any kit her age, Golden loves playing tag and listening to stories. With other kits she is bold and a little bossy, always wanting to be the one that decides what they do together. She's vastly different with anyone she considers "grown-up" (which includes anyone of apprentice age or older), with them she's timid and shy, and will hide behind a queen and whimper if they try to speak to her. As the moons go by she will grow out of these behaviours and become a likable, polite she-cat with a stubborn streak, the kind that gets along with everyone but won't roll over and take everything that comes her way.
History: Golden was born the only kit to two purebred Maine coons in a house owned by a cat-breeder who specialised in the breed. He was a kind man that always did his best to take good care of his cats, and so for most of her life Goldenkit lived a happy, if very quiet life. Things remained good until Golden had just turned two moons old. A housefire started in the kitchen, and before long had reached the room that the cats slept in. An adult cat carried Golden out of an open window along with a few others, though in the commotion Golden was dropped and abandoned, unable to find her family. For the last few days she has roamed aimlessly through the city, growing steadily weaker as she struggles to find food and shelter.
Relatives: None known whatsoever
Other:
The father of Mufasa and Scar.