Post by ~Snowstar~ on Oct 11, 2006 1:11:37 GMT -5
Name: Deepsoul
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty-One Moons
Clan: SunClan
Position: Medicine Cat
Appearance: Deepsoul is completely beautiful both in her heart and appearance. Her fur is a lovely, utterly unusual tabby design with honey and black coloured stripes, and her stomach is a pure, striking white. She has the most wondrous, swirling, misty-green eyes that can hold you captivated for eternity because of the deep inner beauty which lurks there. They contain happiness and sadness as well as the most entrancing, deep sorrow. She also has a large, deep, scar on the back of one of her legs which is an example of the cruelty of her past life.
Personality: This cat has a tremendously mysterious character that leaves others in complete bewilderment. There are very rare moments when Deepsoul is very happy with a shining, bright smile that has the power to light up a whole clearing. She is exceedingly clever and wise, with knowledge that even some elders will never know of and she is often quite and timid when in unfamiliar company. Her clan all love her for her unfaltering patience and genuine kindness.
However, these are just the emotions she shows in front of her clan. Deepsoul is constantly tortured by her past and holds a terrifically, painful sorrow which eats away at her heart. The many ghosts shall never leave her.
History: Deepsoul’s life has not been at all happy so far. She was born into a kittypet life, but her owners mistreated her terribly, not even giving her a name. Kicking her, not giving her a clean bed to sleep on and keeping her in the same house as three vicious dogs. On one occasion, the twolegs left her in a car for a whole three days with no food or water. She was just left to dehydrate before they retrieved her, still with no affection.
Then, when she was around six moons old, they did something that Deepsoul will never forget. The twolegs held a huge party, during which they drunk out of glass bottles and threw rubbish everywhere. She kept huddled in a corner, trying to seem invisible. But, alas, the people were cruel and thoughtless and that night they abused their pet for the last time. First they shoved her on a cold, hard surface and threw glass at her, screaming, shouting and laughing. Then they took her out into the freezing night air and she remembers just dropping down into a bluish colored mass of water.
That sensation will be forever with her. She couldn’t breath, the water was burning in her small chest as she struggled, and then, just as she was about to slip into unconsciousness, a sudden strength captured her. She moved her legs, frantically, determined to reach the surface and from there she merely has a vague memory of pulling herself out and running with all her might.
She only stopped when she was in the safety of great shadows. Huge trees and new, strange, incredible scents. Deepsoul collapsed into a ruffled heap, breathing heavily and fell into a deep, scared sleep.
From then on she lived in the forest. She taught herself about every different plant which grew there and what properties they possess, and which seasons brought and took away life.
Then, on a warm day deep into new leaf, Deepsoul was out collecting herbs to keep her dreams at bay, when she suddenly sensed another cat...
IC #1: Deepsoul crouched right back against a huge maple tree, her heart beating so fast it hurt. She was afraid of any other living creature save the prey she ate. Then, out of the bushes beside her, charged a huge, muscular tom with patchy brown fur. It leapt on her back clawing, hissing, biting. She was terrified beyond belief and for just a second she hesitated, feeling his long claws raking trough her flesh, then she retaliated, flipping him off and biting his shoulder harshly. As he cried out she let go of him quickly, jumping back, she did not wish to harm him, for she knew what it was like to suffer pain.
“Who are you?!” he growled, “What do you want in my clan’s territory?! Are you a rogue? Loner?” His eyes narrowed with hatred, but she stared back, unblinking.
“I do not have a name.” she whispered.
“No name? What kind of a cursed creature are you?!” he still shouted but his voice softened slightly with some sort of pity. She nodded and the shrugged slightly, dipping her head. “Well,” he rose from his crouch and smiled crookedly, “Come with me and you may be granted a name. Either that, or I will drive you out.”
He turned and sped away, leaving Deepsoul no option but to follow.
History Continued: That day, the tom cat lead her to SunClan, the brave clan. She was accepted by the leader and given her name, Deepsoul, and shortly after made medicine cat. She spends her days caring and nurturing her clan...
IC #2: “Deepsoul!” it was one of the clan’s little kits, “Here you go Deepsoul,” she lay a small mouse on the floor of the den happily. “I didn’t catch it of course,” she added, “But I thought I’d bring it to you anyway.”
Deepsoul returned the smile of the slight kit and purred, licking its forehead. “And I thank you little one! It shall make a fine meal!” She began to chew the flesh thankfully, it had been a long day of hard work after a battle.
“Was anyone badly hurt today, Deepsoul?” the kit asked slowly, curling up beside the medicine cat.
“No...” she whispered, “Thank StarClan there were merely a few scratches.” There was a long pause before she sighed, “But all is done now, so...” she tried her best smile, “Would you care for a story? I’ll have to make it up, as I am no warrior, but I can try my best!”
The kits eyes widened in absolute excitement. “Oh yes please!” she squeaked and she pressed her flank against Deepsoul’s as the tabby began.
History Continued: Deepsoul is very content as Medicine Cat, she cares deeply for everyone, however, that is not quite enough to block out the nightmares which continue to haunt her nights. The twolegs have scarred her for life and the demons shall always be with her, just below the surface...
Codeword:Ni!
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty-One Moons
Clan: SunClan
Position: Medicine Cat
Appearance: Deepsoul is completely beautiful both in her heart and appearance. Her fur is a lovely, utterly unusual tabby design with honey and black coloured stripes, and her stomach is a pure, striking white. She has the most wondrous, swirling, misty-green eyes that can hold you captivated for eternity because of the deep inner beauty which lurks there. They contain happiness and sadness as well as the most entrancing, deep sorrow. She also has a large, deep, scar on the back of one of her legs which is an example of the cruelty of her past life.
Personality: This cat has a tremendously mysterious character that leaves others in complete bewilderment. There are very rare moments when Deepsoul is very happy with a shining, bright smile that has the power to light up a whole clearing. She is exceedingly clever and wise, with knowledge that even some elders will never know of and she is often quite and timid when in unfamiliar company. Her clan all love her for her unfaltering patience and genuine kindness.
However, these are just the emotions she shows in front of her clan. Deepsoul is constantly tortured by her past and holds a terrifically, painful sorrow which eats away at her heart. The many ghosts shall never leave her.
History: Deepsoul’s life has not been at all happy so far. She was born into a kittypet life, but her owners mistreated her terribly, not even giving her a name. Kicking her, not giving her a clean bed to sleep on and keeping her in the same house as three vicious dogs. On one occasion, the twolegs left her in a car for a whole three days with no food or water. She was just left to dehydrate before they retrieved her, still with no affection.
Then, when she was around six moons old, they did something that Deepsoul will never forget. The twolegs held a huge party, during which they drunk out of glass bottles and threw rubbish everywhere. She kept huddled in a corner, trying to seem invisible. But, alas, the people were cruel and thoughtless and that night they abused their pet for the last time. First they shoved her on a cold, hard surface and threw glass at her, screaming, shouting and laughing. Then they took her out into the freezing night air and she remembers just dropping down into a bluish colored mass of water.
That sensation will be forever with her. She couldn’t breath, the water was burning in her small chest as she struggled, and then, just as she was about to slip into unconsciousness, a sudden strength captured her. She moved her legs, frantically, determined to reach the surface and from there she merely has a vague memory of pulling herself out and running with all her might.
She only stopped when she was in the safety of great shadows. Huge trees and new, strange, incredible scents. Deepsoul collapsed into a ruffled heap, breathing heavily and fell into a deep, scared sleep.
From then on she lived in the forest. She taught herself about every different plant which grew there and what properties they possess, and which seasons brought and took away life.
Then, on a warm day deep into new leaf, Deepsoul was out collecting herbs to keep her dreams at bay, when she suddenly sensed another cat...
IC #1: Deepsoul crouched right back against a huge maple tree, her heart beating so fast it hurt. She was afraid of any other living creature save the prey she ate. Then, out of the bushes beside her, charged a huge, muscular tom with patchy brown fur. It leapt on her back clawing, hissing, biting. She was terrified beyond belief and for just a second she hesitated, feeling his long claws raking trough her flesh, then she retaliated, flipping him off and biting his shoulder harshly. As he cried out she let go of him quickly, jumping back, she did not wish to harm him, for she knew what it was like to suffer pain.
“Who are you?!” he growled, “What do you want in my clan’s territory?! Are you a rogue? Loner?” His eyes narrowed with hatred, but she stared back, unblinking.
“I do not have a name.” she whispered.
“No name? What kind of a cursed creature are you?!” he still shouted but his voice softened slightly with some sort of pity. She nodded and the shrugged slightly, dipping her head. “Well,” he rose from his crouch and smiled crookedly, “Come with me and you may be granted a name. Either that, or I will drive you out.”
He turned and sped away, leaving Deepsoul no option but to follow.
History Continued: That day, the tom cat lead her to SunClan, the brave clan. She was accepted by the leader and given her name, Deepsoul, and shortly after made medicine cat. She spends her days caring and nurturing her clan...
IC #2: “Deepsoul!” it was one of the clan’s little kits, “Here you go Deepsoul,” she lay a small mouse on the floor of the den happily. “I didn’t catch it of course,” she added, “But I thought I’d bring it to you anyway.”
Deepsoul returned the smile of the slight kit and purred, licking its forehead. “And I thank you little one! It shall make a fine meal!” She began to chew the flesh thankfully, it had been a long day of hard work after a battle.
“Was anyone badly hurt today, Deepsoul?” the kit asked slowly, curling up beside the medicine cat.
“No...” she whispered, “Thank StarClan there were merely a few scratches.” There was a long pause before she sighed, “But all is done now, so...” she tried her best smile, “Would you care for a story? I’ll have to make it up, as I am no warrior, but I can try my best!”
The kits eyes widened in absolute excitement. “Oh yes please!” she squeaked and she pressed her flank against Deepsoul’s as the tabby began.
History Continued: Deepsoul is very content as Medicine Cat, she cares deeply for everyone, however, that is not quite enough to block out the nightmares which continue to haunt her nights. The twolegs have scarred her for life and the demons shall always be with her, just below the surface...
Codeword:
