Snow The wandering Loner (Awaiting approval)

by **Ezziestar** Wed Nov 26, 2014 3:16 pm

Name: Snow
Age: 2 Winters
Gender: She-cat
Alliance: Loner
Rank: Loner

Appearance: Snow is a thick furred, small black she-cat with a Mitted form of point colouration on her pelt. She has peircing blue eyes that when caught in the moonlight, glimmer with a unique glow. She has a strength that is unknown to many attackers, whom judge her based on her small size, and she is constantly teased or thought to be that of a clan apprentice.

Personality: Keen to be a loner, Snow hunts alone, fights alone and would be happy to die alone. She appears to be hard on the outside, however inside she is just as vulnerable as any other cat. Stubborn and ignorant to rules, Snow used to be a kittypet, however ran away once she figured out how to fend for herself. Only those she trusts (and there are a few), she would open up to, and they'll experience the opposite to a cold, hard and at times arrogant individual.

She has a free spirit and a determination that no one would understand.

History: First born to her littermates, Snow was raised a kittypet, however her heart longed for the wild. She was born during the season of leaf-bare, and she was named after the white powder that would occasionally build up outside. When her mother would lead the litter around outside, Snow would have her mind set elsewhere. She noticed that her littermates were being adopted out, or disappearing, and soon, she was on her own. The day she was adopted, was the day she lived through her first four seasons. Her new owners went to pick her up, but she retaliated, learning fighting from her littermates, before bolting out an open window, leaving her mother behind.

From here she vowed to stay away from the Twolegs, as she was frightened by them. She ventured deeper and deeper, first having to learn how to hunt, and fight off small animals that didn't give in. She was confronted by an old rogue, and due to her youth, she learned about fighting and defending herself. It wasn't long after she stayed where she was, before aa random fire broke out (The Tawnyclan fire event), she retreated as far as she could until the fire stopped.

She resides near Tawnyclan's abandoned borders, however she hasn't dared to set paw beyond the borders... until now.

RP Example: ((I know I've already rped here, but I still wish to try for this character, to get into the character's head))
Snow blinked, looking out from where she took shelter, an old badger's den.
How long is it? Before I choose to go into the territory? She stepped out a bit further, rainwater splashing against her head and neck. She backed back in, shaking off the excess water and trembling slightly due to the feeling of cold. I have to go... I'm running low on prey and this weather isn't going to get any better.

She looked out again, the scents of recent patrols reached her nose, reminding her as to why she chose it safer to remain hidden. She slowly advanced towards the markers, sniffing them one last time before retreating back to her makeshift den. It's no use, There's definately more than one cat living there! If I go, I can't guarantee I'd come back. She shook off the water again, before making her way towards the last of her gathered prey, a sparrow and a mouse. She began to consume what could possibly be her last meal, before laying down to groom herself, in preparation to settle down. Soon... She told herself, as she stared towards the small opening.