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Post by Phoenix on Sept 4, 2009 20:55:56 GMT -5
Name: Wanderer Age: 14 moons Gender: she~cat Clan: None/ Loner Rank: None
One line appearance: A misty white cat with pale grey eyes. Physical Description: A very small but lithe cat Wanderer is very graceful and elegant. She has a short and soft misty white fur. Her pale grey eyes add to her mysteriousness. She is a very elegant looking cat. Personality: A very mysterious cat Wanderer never interacts with other cats. She is always lost in her thoughts, because they aren't her own. Wanderer, the good Wanderer, is shy, reserved, and afraid, but she has another side. She has a voice inside her head, a voice that tells her to do horrible things. She tries to fight the voice but it's hard. Sometimes she gives into the voice and when she does a sort of frenzy begins. She can't stop herself, it's like she's lost all control of herself and can't get it back. The voice scares her and she's afraid that she'll hurt people, that's why she stays away. The thing that scares her the most is that the voice in her head is not hers, it's male.
History: Daughter of the Ravenclan warrior Bloodclan and the loner Lily, Wanderer was the only kit of her litter. Even as a kit she was lost in her thoughts and wandering off so Lily named her Wanderer. When she was 7 moons old her mother took her to Ravenclan territory to meet Bloodclaw. A Ravenclan patrol attacked the two she~cats.
Bloodclaw was in the patrol along with three other Ravenclan cats. Bloodclan, seeing who they had attacked was horrified. He tried to tell his clanmates to stop but they didn't listen. Lily was trying to keep the other warriors away from Wanderer but she collapsed under them. Bloodclaw, seeing Lily fall proceeded to pull his clanmates off her.
Lily was bleeding, her side torn open. She smiled at Bloodclaw and gently licked Wanderer over the head, and then she died. Upon seeing his mate die Bloodclaw attacked his clanmates, managing to injure them but he was soon overpowered. He lay on the ground, bleeding, dying. He was strong, but he had give up the will to live. He didn't want to go on knowing that Lily was dead.
The three Ravenclan warriors turned to look at Wanderer, unsure what to do with the small cat. On a silent signal from one of them the three cats advanced, ready to drive her out. Bloodclaw struggled to his feet, trying to protect his daughter but collapsed, to weak to fight.
The Ravenclan cats thought it would be easy to drive her off, but they were wrong. Seeing her mother's body and the father she never knew dying something stirred in Wanderer. She wanted to kill the cats who had done this, wanted to tear them with her claws, wanted to taste their blood as she sank her teet into their necks. And that's when she first heard the voice.
Kill them.
And so yowling furiously the little cat launched herself at the nearest Ravenclan cat. She clawed, and bit, and scratched, the voice telling her what to do, coaxing her, training her.
Duck. Jump. Bite the neck.
And soon one of the Ravenclan cats fell, dead, a large tear in his neck. The other two yowled in shock and picking up the body of their clanmate fled. Wanderer looked over at Bloodclaw, he stared up at her, pride shining in his eyes, but there was also fear in his eyes. Then his eyes glazed over and he too died.
Wanderer, wrought with grief dragged her parents' bodies off Ravenclan territory. She spent all night digging their graves and as the sun rose she buried her parents side by side. Together for all eternity, death had brought them together in a way they couldn't be in life. And since that day the voice in her head has been there. Never leaving her alone. There have been other incidents like the on in Ravenclan, and every time that voice has helped her. Or is it destroying her from the inside?
Role Play Example: *Pokes with a large stick*
Picture: Click here for my pretty little Wanderer.
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Post by ~Rawr~ on Sept 9, 2009 19:07:44 GMT -5
ACCEPTED!
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