Post by .Sketch; on Jan 6, 2007 16:47:26 GMT -5
Name: Thorne.
Age: Thirty-two Moons. [32]
Gender: She-cat.
Clan: None.
Rank: Loner.
Mentor/Apprentice: Holds none.
Description: To put it father simple, Thorne's fur is a large mix of colors, it could almost; in fact be called tortoiseshell. There seems to be each shade of brown under the sun located upon her body, each blending and meting in smoothly with one another. Her neck has a faint triangle of dark cream; it is where her fur grows at its softest. Her ears hold fairly rounded tips though the tufts of fur that are there fall to more triangular points. She is long bodied and graceful limbed, giving her the power to move fluidly when she wants to be, this really isn't that often. Her paws are fairly small and dainty though are equipped with two nasty sets of claws, each one of them razor sharp and capable of damage. Fangs of pearly white hide away in her mouth, yellowing slightly at the backs. Two circlets of pale golden brown fill the colors of her eyes, the pupils often stretched into small slits. Slivers of green smooth in around the very edges of her iris, often hidden from view.
Personality: Stony would be a word to say the least about this she-cat, being rejected a lot as a child she doesn't care about being on her own. She amuses herself with her fairly high imagination and intelligence. She is a quick thinker and can conjure up fairly decent plans when she needs too. She does have her soft side too, she was born with it though just doesn't like to let it out into the open. She cold and emotionless, not one who welcomes strangers with open arms. Thorne could be put down as stubborn because she really isn't laid back, when she is bored and tired she'll allow herself to relax. Challenged she welcomes, Thorne will never say no to a fight. She is no coward and will never be one, the weak in her views don't deserve to breathe. It was what her father had told her, back when he actually sued to show a little attention to her.
History: Now not every cat in the world can hold a History that is full of hearts and stars. Thorne for one doesn't exactly appreciate her past greatly. Her mother; Lily and Father; Sabre had met each other while walking through the forest one day. One thing lead to another till eventually the two just happened to fall in love and have kittens. How very natural of them. Lily gave birth to two kittens, Butterfly and Thorne. Thorne was never like her sister Butterfly, Butterfly was the beautiful one, the good one, the one that got the attention. Thorne herself was completely opposite. She didn't carry the same fluid rich cream and brown pelt her sister had, heads didn't turn every where she walked and she didn't have a voice like honey. Thorne all the way through her childhood never really was treated like a Daughter or Sister in the Family, it was all about Butterfly. Thorne left her mother early and escaped out into the forest to live on her own, she has done just that ever since really. She soon came across a handsome tom named Gator, she soon fell in love with him and the two became mates.
Mate: Gator.
Kits: No offspring.
Kin:
Father- Sabre
Mother- Lily
Sister- Butterfly
