Post by Swimfast on Jun 8, 2009 10:48:32 GMT -5
Name: Jewl
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Kittypet
Rank: Kittypet
Description: Jewl is a silver colored cat, he fur is very glossy from constant grooming by her twolegs. Aside from the rare smudges of dirt on her near perfect coat, she is one solid color. Hey eyes are a mixture of blue and green, almost like an opal color.
Personality: Jewl is a regular kittypet, nothing special about her, she is constantly groomed by her twolegs, and they almost never let her out of their sight, exept on the rare equations that they would leave the house. At that time she goes outside through a hole in the basement ceiling, and lays in the sun, sometimes gazing at the forest beyond her fence. Jewl likes her lifestyle, but sometimes she wishes she could be out there, just to do whatever she wants, and not haveing to endure th long house where she is cramped on the legs of her twolegs, getting stroked, and brushed, and scratched. Jewl likes attention, but sometimes it gets old in her eyes, she is a very intellegent cat, she always finds a way to dash away, and escape outside for a moment.
History: Jewl was born a loner, her Mother was a stray in a huge city, and her Father was a rather large tom, who was also a stray in the city. Jewl was born into a family of five kits, and she was her Mothers third litter. Jewl and her family were soon discovered, and taken to a cold building where they were trapped in barred boxes. People came every few minutes to look at her, and play, but time after time, they went, and Jewl was stuck in the box again. One day though, things changed, a family of twolegs came to play with her, and pet her, and then they shoved her in an even smaller box, Jewl was still a young kit. Not too long after she was shoved in the box, a huge roar filled her ears, and the box started to shake violently, soon, everything calmed down, and she was taken out of the box, and set a hard surface, where twolegs constantly played with her, ans the play turned to grooming, and that pretty much set out the next couple moons of Jewl's life.
Roleplay Sample: Jewl was scooped up into the cold hands of one of her twolegs, she meowed as they pinched at her fur, and set her on their legs, then began running a brush through her long silvery fur. She sighed, hadn't she already been through this two times today. Her stomach churned in hunger, and she was quite tired of the anoyying tugging on her fur. She tensed her legs then, and felt the twoleg tighten their grip on her, ha, she thought, they weren't much of a challenge. Jewl quickly leapt out of the twoleg's grip, and made a dash for the kitchen, she could hear the twoleg coming after her, she soared onto the counter, and grabbed whatever she saw first, which turned out to be a hambuger, she dove off the counter, onto the table, still clenching the meat in her mouth, and she sprinted into the basement, then up onto a box, then twoleg turned on the light, then at that same moment, she jumped out the cracked window, and into the warm yard outside. She stalked to the corner, panting, and began to nibble on her meal, she quickly finished it, and sighed contently, then climbed her way on top of the fence, and swished her tail calming, while watching the forest.
Age: 12 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Kittypet
Rank: Kittypet
Description: Jewl is a silver colored cat, he fur is very glossy from constant grooming by her twolegs. Aside from the rare smudges of dirt on her near perfect coat, she is one solid color. Hey eyes are a mixture of blue and green, almost like an opal color.
Personality: Jewl is a regular kittypet, nothing special about her, she is constantly groomed by her twolegs, and they almost never let her out of their sight, exept on the rare equations that they would leave the house. At that time she goes outside through a hole in the basement ceiling, and lays in the sun, sometimes gazing at the forest beyond her fence. Jewl likes her lifestyle, but sometimes she wishes she could be out there, just to do whatever she wants, and not haveing to endure th long house where she is cramped on the legs of her twolegs, getting stroked, and brushed, and scratched. Jewl likes attention, but sometimes it gets old in her eyes, she is a very intellegent cat, she always finds a way to dash away, and escape outside for a moment.
History: Jewl was born a loner, her Mother was a stray in a huge city, and her Father was a rather large tom, who was also a stray in the city. Jewl was born into a family of five kits, and she was her Mothers third litter. Jewl and her family were soon discovered, and taken to a cold building where they were trapped in barred boxes. People came every few minutes to look at her, and play, but time after time, they went, and Jewl was stuck in the box again. One day though, things changed, a family of twolegs came to play with her, and pet her, and then they shoved her in an even smaller box, Jewl was still a young kit. Not too long after she was shoved in the box, a huge roar filled her ears, and the box started to shake violently, soon, everything calmed down, and she was taken out of the box, and set a hard surface, where twolegs constantly played with her, ans the play turned to grooming, and that pretty much set out the next couple moons of Jewl's life.
Roleplay Sample: Jewl was scooped up into the cold hands of one of her twolegs, she meowed as they pinched at her fur, and set her on their legs, then began running a brush through her long silvery fur. She sighed, hadn't she already been through this two times today. Her stomach churned in hunger, and she was quite tired of the anoyying tugging on her fur. She tensed her legs then, and felt the twoleg tighten their grip on her, ha, she thought, they weren't much of a challenge. Jewl quickly leapt out of the twoleg's grip, and made a dash for the kitchen, she could hear the twoleg coming after her, she soared onto the counter, and grabbed whatever she saw first, which turned out to be a hambuger, she dove off the counter, onto the table, still clenching the meat in her mouth, and she sprinted into the basement, then up onto a box, then twoleg turned on the light, then at that same moment, she jumped out the cracked window, and into the warm yard outside. She stalked to the corner, panting, and began to nibble on her meal, she quickly finished it, and sighed contently, then climbed her way on top of the fence, and swished her tail calming, while watching the forest.
