Post by mysticc on Nov 7, 2008 18:03:32 GMT -8
[/i][/left][/blockquote]freeflight
she-cat
51 moons
horizonclan
eldermother - zoey &dead&
father - tormenta [[storm in spanish]] &dead&
sibling(s) - copper *brother* (alive)
no mate
no kits
The snappy elder has a companion - a beautiful, dusty Red-Tail Hawk. Its name is Nouki (No-you-key). Terribly big, it won't dare to kill FreeFlight for food, as it did when they met the first time. His long, sharp talons could leave you a mark if it goes into your skin. He has a very long wingspan, the feathers glistening and shining in the sparkling sun. Other than that, his eyes are the color of lonely, pitch-black.[/blockquote]
Nouki~
A slender black she-cat with exotic green eyes.
what do i look like in the mirrior
FreeFlight is an all natural black she-cat. Well, it seems like she is. Except a white smudge on her chest ruins the black cat, which would almost make her unseen in the darkness. Her fur is short, but not very short. She still is warm in the winter with the short, dashing black coat she has. Yet, you can see some gray hairs in her black coat, but only a few. This is caused by her age, which is fairly old. Still, her black fur covers the tiny, short gray hairs which are growing slowly. . .
The elder's eyes are of an exotic green. A bit more brighter than most green eyes, her vision is a bit weaker than most. Sometimes when she's near things, it's first clear for her but then it slowly turns a bit blurry. That's why she just quickly glances around and then every minute, she closes her eyes for a moment and then opens them again. Even if you think FreeFlight's eyes are the most brightest green you have ever seen, but it has a disadvantage to it. Her pupils are always slits, sometimes round but that's very rare for her.
She's lithe, but not small. Her size is different from others, maybe a bit smaller than HorizonClan cats. Yet, she's big enough to scare little kits [XD]. The elder doesn't like to be judged by her size because she is from a rouge family and is considered "weak" because HorizonClan cats are bigger than her. Yet, when she was a warrior in battle, she used her size to escape from bigger cats than her and used her weight to pummel them down. If there are smaller cats than her, she tackles them and uses all of her body weight to focus on the enemy.
Her ears a bit more rounded than most average cats, and her chin is a bit more squarer too. Her face shows many stories of misery and adventure, yet also a thoughtful look is always on her face. She has feather-thin, medium-length whiskers that could feel deep vibrations. FreeFlight has good hind legs that are good for leaping in the air and for long, long walks. Especially in the mountains, oh yes. Her legs are medium-length, not as short as a plump kittypet's but not as long as a WindClanner's []. Um. . . Her tail is short, its really suppose to be long but then she got into an accident and. . . yeah.
who i am
FreeFlight is quite snappy and cranky. You don't really want to get on her bad side, its too nasty to fight with. She takes things very seriously and doesn't hesitate at anything, even if she was forced to jump over a cliff for her life. The she-cat doesn't really follow the Warrior Code, sometimes she doesn't follow it at all. Yet, she's one of the most trusted and strongest cats there is in HorizonClan. She doesn't like weaklings, so she takes them and toughens them up, no matter how much they don't like it. Usually she is focused on one thing, but if there's something big she needs to focus on, she might forget what she was doing and drift away from her work. All this sums up to one thing.
Rouge.
Like most rouges, the elder is fierce and very stubborn. When she was a warrior in HorizonClan, she was the commander of the younger warriors. She knows what's best and what's not. She doesn't really like how the Clan works here, but she keeps her mouth shut. That's also another thing about her. FreeFlight keeps her mouth shut about things, and knows when's the right time to keep it shut. She's very independant and open-minded, not really interested in having a mate or kits. If she wasn't so independant, then she would be stuck with a tom clinging on her neck. Personally, she doesn't like love. Especially when there's family included. But the loveless she-cat does believe there are other types of love than mate-love. She has a big temper, yet she never shows it. As getting older and older, she learned how to keep her temper shut. Though if annoyed, she might explode at you. Heh.
But like all cats, she has a good side. FreeFlight can sometimes be very gentle and quiet, though she doesn't show it to her Clanmates. She shows it to cats that need it. Cats that have a horrible life and dying of no warmth and no love. She's very careful around sick cats, though she sometimes wants to scream at them for no reason. The elder is wise with life lessons, so she tells her advice to other ones. She doesn't want any cat to face the things she faced, so she's very secretive about her life.
what i suffered through and what i survived through
Oh my, my favorite part of the biography form! Heh. ^^;
Well, she was born in the forest, near the Two-legs nests. Her mother, Zoey, decided this would be a good spot to give birth because she could easily get food from the Two-legs trash and be well protected from her "enemies." For a week she has stayed there, waiting and waiting. Then, in the bright - yet cold -dawn, it has come. Her kits, Tormenta's kits, have come.
After what it seemed like a long time, Zoey's kits came. They were both big, which they got from their father. But one of them was smaller than the other, which was the black she-cat with the white dash on her chest. The other one was a rusty-red tom with eyes as blue as his mother's. Zoey didn't think she could survived this. She was a small white she-cat with ginger stripes that could have possibly died giving birth to two big, strong kits. But this was a sign. A sign from the Sky.
When FreeFlight - who was Free that time - turned into 6 1/2 moons, her and her brother's, Copper, mother took them to a darker part of the forest. After a week when they were born, Zoey took them to the forest to show them their home and teach them scents of different kinds. Now Zoey's job is done. It is time for their father to take over. Yet the siblings don't know about this. After four miles or so, they stopped. They were in the moors, where rabbits run wild and free, nothing stopping them. Then, a rustle came in the bushes not too far away from the cats. It was the missing parent from their lives. The father.
Tormenta.
The siblings and the mother lived with the father now. It seemed like there was a peaceful, yet forbiddening, tension around the family. Especially to Free, that is. The big dark-grey tom scared Free, even if he was her father. There was always an omnious look in his amber eyes, which always seem pointed at Free and Copper. They started training with him, learning how to hunt and fight like a true cat. A true rouge. A true warrior. Yet, something changed between Free and Copper while they were training. They were rivals from the beginning, but at that time they didn't talk a lot and usually glared at each other. But now, their not-so-friendly relationship just turned into chaos. Every single night, they would fight. For no reason. Every single night, they would snap at each other. For no reason. Every single night, they feel like killing each other.
For no reason.
Copper was more ambitious and more deadly toward her. There was always an evil glint in his blue eyes, which once held the softness of his mother's eyes. Now, there was nothing. Just hate and evil. When they were 8 moons or older, Tormenta ordered them to fight each other. Free's uneasiness turned into fear and shock. But when her brother attacked her, that fear quickly turned into hate. Hate for her brother. Hate for her training. Hate for her life. They fought and fought, screeching and hissing. Blood was spilled on the ground, a smug smile on Tormenta's face. Claws were unsheathed, fangs were snapping for each other's throat. It was just horrifying. This was the first time the she-cat felt true hate for Copper. A hate that she can't stop and she won't stop. And then, I don't want to tell you any more about this. . .
One terrible night for Free came. Her mother, Zoey, was found dead in her den. Red, gushing blood was spilling from her chest, her blue eyes closed so tightly. Scratches and cuts were on her face, her legs and arms tangled. A shadow was over here, smirking at the death of the female. It was Tormenta. Shock and fear flowed in the she-cat's body, her black fur prickling. Tears formed at the corners of her eyes, but she put her head down so no one would see. Copper, who was right beside her, had a blank face. There was no emotion in his eyes, no sadness or anger. Just nothing. But then, his blank expression turned into a mischevious smirk. He faced his father, their eyes burning with delight. . .
Free had enough. She was tired of this. She found out about her father's and brother's plans two sunsets ago, hearing their cackles and whispers in the air. They wanted to take over the forest. And maybe kill her. But it was just a maybe. Tormenta still wanted his kin to to take over, both of them to take over. One would have the eastern part of the forest while the other one would have the western part of the forest. Free didn't know what to do. She had to run away. She was at least 18 moons old, a tough and skilled fighter. Her father was getting frail and old, passing his last words to her and Copper. Yet she knew what would Copper do when Tormenta dies. He would kill her. He wanted the whole forest to himself, with his allies behind him. Though, he doesn't really know the future plans of his father's to him yet. So there still might be hope. There was only one thing to do.
Kill and run away.
And that's what Free did. At midnight, she went into her father's den and then killed him like the way he killed her mother. Her precious mother. Free's jewel. Even though Free didn't want to do this, she still felt hate crawling in her heart. She killed with every swipe of her paws, every bite, every slash and scratch. Then, she ran away. Into the darkness. But where would she go? Maybe to a Two-leg's house or maybe she would just hide as an outcast. No. She'll go to HorizonClan and stay there. Copper wouldn't know where she is. She'll just hide her scent trail with mud and dung. Free stopped and then covered her scent trail. After a few minutes, she ran again. Panting and turning, panting and turning. But then, something hit her hard on the back. She let out a screech and went down on her paws, her neck fur bristling.
Copper caught her.
They started to fight again. Except this was even worse than the fight they had when they were younger. With more fighting moves and more deadly attacks, it was unstoppable. It started to rain, an omen from the Sky. [[umm this is a bit boring so i'll just skip this part a little]] . . . Free escaped from her brother's clutches, sending him back to his area. Yet she heard the last few words of her brother to her as she dragged him to an unknown place. 'I-I won't f-forget. . . abo-about thi-this. . . Free, you sha-shall p-pay for o-o-our fa-father's price. . . L-little s-s-sister. . .'
And that was the end of FreeFlight's story. She joined HorizonClan and that's it. Now, we don't know if Copper will find FreeFlight again. . . Teh End.
overall
FreeFlight is an all-black she-cat, despite a white smudge on her chest. The she-cat is an elder, not a warrior. She is very cranky and snappy, always ready to claw someone's ear off. She seems to have a companion with the name of Nouki. Nouki is a big Red-Tail hawk whose dusty feathers seemed to glitter and sparkle in the sunlight. Nouki's eyes are the color of lonely pitch-black. Despite being a rouge-blooded cat, FreeFlight is a loyal HorizonClan cat. Her brother, Copper, is looking for her.
rp sample of teh free
It was dark. And raining.
Free was straining to get out of the huge cat's clutches, struggling to get away from him. There seemed to be a twisted, angry smile on the tom's face, who was pummeling the helpless Free down. His drenched rusty-ginger pelt was mixing with her black pelt, tangling each other. The two siblings were hissing and snarling, claws unsheathed and at each other's face. A sharp cut was on Copper's nose while there was a cut underneath Free's left green eye, bleeding terribly. They were rolling around, gripping on each other and kicking their bellies with their hind legs. The rain was pouring down on them, the stars watching their deadly fight.
'G-get away! Now!'
'Never! For what you have done to our father, Tormenta, you shall pay! Why, little sister, why!?'
'Because. . . I had to! Evil cannot take over, and it shall never will!' The she-cat then kicked the bigger tom's belly, gripping on his arms and then rolled around, now on him. A hiss escaped the ginger brother's mouth, turning into a scowl. Before he got a chance to attack Free back, Free let out a yowl to the sky.
'Watch me, my Sky! Forgive me, but I must harm Copper for doing a sin!'
The soaking black she-cat looked at her brother and then with a thud! she got off Copper. A long, bloody glash appeared on his left side of his face, which would probably stay there forever. He's out cold, thought the she-cat. Glancing around, she slowly opened her mouth and bit the tom's neck, her teeth sinking in. Then, she slowly disappeared with him in the darkness. . .
codeword
Starlit Sorrows[/size][/font]
