Post by angel on Jul 10, 2011 17:38:11 GMT -5
r a k i e r a
I think I've been here before
I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do
Cause this is Deja Vu
Deja Vu; 3OH!3
I think I've been here before
I think I've run into you
I know the things that you do
Cause this is Deja Vu
Deja Vu; 3OH!3
NAME... Rakiera
AGE... 18 moons (over a year)
GENDER... Female
CLAN... Loner
POSITION... N/A
SPECIES... Snow leopard
APPEARANCE...commonly, her fur is matted and sticking up in random places. the colour of it is usually a light grey, besides her black spots and her snow white muzzle. she doesn't fight to keep it clean for she rarely comes across other creatures.
Her eyes are a light grey, although at night they appear to change to silver as they reflect off the moonlight. Often her pupils are large and scared, like she’s seen some pretty bad stuff recently. Over her right eye there is a scar from torn flesh, removed fur, from that scaring moment mentioned below in her history.
All in all, she is just a raggedy gal with no where specific as home that has been through some tough stuff.
PERSONALITY...the main emotion she shows is fear. One moment, she’ll be happy and fine. Kind, quiet and shy… but the next she might suddenly go still and have this look of pure terror in her eyes that seems unexplainable.
She’s caring to cats that show her they are worth her time, and deserve to be nursed or comforted. She is very trustworthy and if she doesn’t get spooked and can stick around she shows she is a good friend and can help others hunt or make sure they rest. She isn’t very charismatic; she likes to be on her own unless she finds comfort with the cat she meets. She also is very helpful, like a kit at times and fast and eager. She’s confusing I know, but she’s usually calm..
HISTORY...Her History is simple. She grew up with her close nit family out on their own until she, and her siblings, were old enough to leave and find their own. She left and travelled distances. On her journeys she met a tom who she enjoyed hte company of dearly. His yellow eyes calmed her when she felt like snapping and his deep purr woke her up to fresh mice. One time though.... They travelled into a territory. Not a Clan run one, but one that belonged to an army of other loners and rogues wanting to defend themselves. A guard attacked the pair and she got away with minor scratches while her partner suffered a worse fate, one of death and darkness. It killed her to be alone again, she missed him alot. And now that brings us to today. Where she still misses him but can shove that feeling down for hours. Until her mind plays tricks on her and she swears she sees him.. even though he can't be there.
