Post by phantomstars on Nov 19, 2022 3:50:34 GMT
Name: Secret
Desired Name: N/A
Allegiance: Solitary
Rank: N/A
Age: 18
Birth Moon: Worm Moon 2020
Sex: She-cat
Appearance:
She was a strange sight. a black cat, with slight rusting on her. Though in strong sunlight she looks almost completely red.
She was a dainty, skinny thing. Though the thick, long, fluffy permanent winter coat made it hard to tell.
Obviously hadn't had enough food in her life.
Her eyes didn't help with this cacophony of weirdness either. They were such a pale yellow they almost looked white.
A ghastly little thing.
Ref pic:
pin.it/2YBSxxi
Personality: sweet, cowardly, quiet, unsure.
Secret is the type to shake at a leaf. For the few moons she can remember she's always been cowardly. Spooking at every little sound the forest makes, or every movement the strange tall hairless creatures make when they give her food out of their strange nests.
She always sweet and kind to all the cats she meets, always thankful for their rare generosity. Though some have been scary, like those big gray cats that live in the woods.
She's not really sure why she's so quiet. Maybe it's a off-spand of her cowardlyness. But something deep within her tells there's something she's not supposed to say.
Backstory:
She doesn't remember much, actually she doesn't remember a thing.
When she woke up everything had hurt, her sides felt like someone has smashed them repeatedly, her head felt like it had been put into a bell and hammers smashed into it.
Her mouth tased of copper, she was wet, freezing, and half of her body was submerged in water. The only thing that kept her from drowning was her head on a rock.
She was alone.
Even after getting out of that pond, somehow alive, the only thing she could remember were two things:
The words "Shh, Secret!"
And the tone of that voice.
It was demanding, frightening. Like a parent scolding a kit but with much more malice behind the words.
What had she done wrong? Is that why she was left to die alone?
...
Unless that wasn't her name.
No, no. It had to be.. right? Something deep down inside of her told her otherwise.
Desired Name: N/A
Allegiance: Solitary
Rank: N/A
Age: 18
Birth Moon: Worm Moon 2020
Sex: She-cat
Appearance:
She was a strange sight. a black cat, with slight rusting on her. Though in strong sunlight she looks almost completely red.
She was a dainty, skinny thing. Though the thick, long, fluffy permanent winter coat made it hard to tell.
Obviously hadn't had enough food in her life.
Her eyes didn't help with this cacophony of weirdness either. They were such a pale yellow they almost looked white.
A ghastly little thing.
Ref pic:
pin.it/2YBSxxi
Personality: sweet, cowardly, quiet, unsure.
Secret is the type to shake at a leaf. For the few moons she can remember she's always been cowardly. Spooking at every little sound the forest makes, or every movement the strange tall hairless creatures make when they give her food out of their strange nests.
She always sweet and kind to all the cats she meets, always thankful for their rare generosity. Though some have been scary, like those big gray cats that live in the woods.
She's not really sure why she's so quiet. Maybe it's a off-spand of her cowardlyness. But something deep within her tells there's something she's not supposed to say.
Backstory:
She doesn't remember much, actually she doesn't remember a thing.
When she woke up everything had hurt, her sides felt like someone has smashed them repeatedly, her head felt like it had been put into a bell and hammers smashed into it.
Her mouth tased of copper, she was wet, freezing, and half of her body was submerged in water. The only thing that kept her from drowning was her head on a rock.
She was alone.
Even after getting out of that pond, somehow alive, the only thing she could remember were two things:
The words "Shh, Secret!"
And the tone of that voice.
It was demanding, frightening. Like a parent scolding a kit but with much more malice behind the words.
What had she done wrong? Is that why she was left to die alone?
...
Unless that wasn't her name.
No, no. It had to be.. right? Something deep down inside of her told her otherwise.