Post by Cream Pie™ on Nov 13, 2009 20:37:17 GMT -5
Name:
Circus
Age:
4 seasons // 1 year
Rank:
Loner
Gender: Female
Clan:
None
Personality:
Circus is not your average every day cat. She does not have a multiple personality disorder. She does not hate everyone. She does not make friends with everyone. She is simply observant. I know what you're thinking, she's those type who can see things others can't, the usual stuff. But no. Others can see it as well. Circus is not a cat who is very unique. Heck, no. She finds herself drop-dead boring. But is she really? To put in shorter terms, Circus simply likes to dig deep into things. She watches for signs in felines' faces and postures, even voice that can be deciphered into some sort of emotion or feeling. The loner gets frustrated when she can't tell. Circus has to get to the bottom of things to simply feel a little better. Nothing special there.
Also, she has a shy nature. It's not shy as in she avoids of living life forms. Circus just doesn't warm up to people like some others who become best friends for life in a single day. That's smack talk. Circus needs to find out everything she can. Maybe some tom she meets can be a murderer. Who knows? Better to bring an umbrella than to get soaked. For a cat, it's better to be cautious than to spend the rest of your life mourning your mistakes in Starclan.
Description:
Circus is a pure black cat. She has no other color whatsoever. It's just ebony, through and through. Her bloodline is very dull, as boring as it could ever get. Just black. Her parents-black. Grandparents-black. Who even cares about the further back generations? Circus...is...just...black. So let's move on. Her pelt is actually a very short. It just grows a teensy bit thicker in winter, then goes back to the normal length in summer. The weirdest thing about Circus is her tail. Unlike the rest of her slim, lithe body, it just literally puffs up! It looks like a broom on her. Big puffy, and totally out of proportion.
Her eyes are a not, I repeat not, a warm gold. They are not icy either. Just plenty hypnotic. If you stare at them too long, I swear, you'll go insane. Very insane. The yellow is almost scary, because it pops out against her dark background.
History:
Her book of the past is probably the only interesting thing about her. It's quite odd, really. So read on.
Circus was born 4 seasons ago. She was brought into the world and lived the first 3 moons of her life surrounded by warm siblings, nice sunshine and absolute bliss. She knew nothing of darkness, evil and death. That made her very unprepared for what happened next. Her mother had always been a tad superstitious. And so she hated her family's pelt color. Up until when Circus turned 3 moons old, nothing really mad her scared. Her kits' coats' hue was very light, not that dark at all. However, when they grey older, the color began to darken. And darken. And darken.......Until you couldn't tell them apart from the shadows. And then the craziness came. Circus' mother went insane. She literally ripped out her fur, day after day, when she watched her children do anything. Play, hunt, talk, and groom. It was torture for her.
So one day, she decided to shed herself of the misery. Circus was soon all alone, for her mother had suicided. Her brothers and sisters grew frantic, and went off by themselves. Circus stayed behind and mourned. One day a stranger came and offered a home. Not aware of the danger, she followed. Soon, the tom mistreated her and she ran aware. Alas, here she is today.
