Post by Ink Kiss on Jun 23, 2010 1:32:22 GMT -5
Ophelia
{Ophelia- Kittypet name
Future clan name: Creamfoot
Cream= The color of her fur
Foot= She is very quick footed}
The Basics:
Name: Ophelia (Will be: Creamfoot)
Gender: She-cat
Age:
Rank: Kittypet
Clan: None yet
Basic Description: Ophelia is a slim, petite she-cat. She has medium-length cream colored fur, and a fluffy tail.
Appearance: Ophelia is a slim, petite she-cat. She has medium-length cream colored fur, with white toes, underbelly, chest, and tail-tip. She has pale blue eyes. Her tail is fluffier then most cat's.
Personality: Ophelia is a sweet, somewhat timid cat. She's very polite, and spooks easy. She likes making other's happy, and she would easily sacrifice herself to save another cat. She's horrified by violence, and is very used to her kittypet ways. She's rather mothering, and she likes to take care of every cat she meets. She has a tendency to mother even the full grown cats she come upon.
Meet the Family!
-Mother's Name= Unknown
-Father's Name= Unknown
-Sibling Names= Unknown
-Other= Unknown
My Heart beats for:
I want more then what I see here. I don't want someone who takes no joy in life besides their next meal and a soft bed. I want someone who enjoys life, and can teach me about it. But finding someone like that, here, is next to impossible. So I've nearly given up hope. But I still dream. Dream that he's waiting for me.
The Offspring:
My nest is empty. I wish I could change it but I can't. Nature and fate must change it for me. And so I must simply wait and hope. Wait for these kits in my belly to grow. Hope for them to be strong and healthy, and find people like mine. Who will love them and take care of them.
History:
Ophelia can't remember anything before her home with the two-legs. She adores her owners, and can't imagine a better life. She was taken in by these two-legs when she was hardly a kit, and they raised her from then. She doesn't remember her parents, or any siblings, but it has never bothered her, because she's happy as she is. She grew up with the two-legs, and has never wanted anything more then her neighbor cats, and her home.
Kit-Hood
Ophelia's first memory, is a sightless one. One with comforting smells, the sounds of many voice. Home. That is all she remembers. Her next memory is simply of her home now. Warm milk, soft food, and a comforting bed. She is sure there was something more, but she doesn't care to remember.
Apprenticeship
Ophelia grew up with her people. While some of the younger cats along her street play-fought and tumbled and wrestled, she sat nearby, jumping up only when a cry of pain was heard. She didn't like it, but it wasn't a reason for fear. But she grew to fear the sight of bristled fur and unsheathed claws. She hated the sight of a hunting cat. To take the life of some creature for no reason besides entertainment was horrifying to her.
Warrior
Ophelia was content to live with the two-legs. She was happy with her life as it was. But dreams of a forest plagued her. Dreams of cats she didn't know. Of smells she couldn't identify. The dreams bothered her, but she laughed when a cat suggested that they might have greater meaning then just dreams. They couldn't possibly.
Portrayed By:
Ink Kiss
{Ophelia- Kittypet name
Future clan name: Creamfoot
Cream= The color of her fur
Foot= She is very quick footed}
The Basics:
Name: Ophelia (Will be: Creamfoot)
Gender: She-cat
Age:
Rank: Kittypet
Clan: None yet
Basic Description: Ophelia is a slim, petite she-cat. She has medium-length cream colored fur, and a fluffy tail.
Appearance: Ophelia is a slim, petite she-cat. She has medium-length cream colored fur, with white toes, underbelly, chest, and tail-tip. She has pale blue eyes. Her tail is fluffier then most cat's.
Personality: Ophelia is a sweet, somewhat timid cat. She's very polite, and spooks easy. She likes making other's happy, and she would easily sacrifice herself to save another cat. She's horrified by violence, and is very used to her kittypet ways. She's rather mothering, and she likes to take care of every cat she meets. She has a tendency to mother even the full grown cats she come upon.
Meet the Family!
-Mother's Name= Unknown
-Father's Name= Unknown
-Sibling Names= Unknown
-Other= Unknown
My Heart beats for:
I want more then what I see here. I don't want someone who takes no joy in life besides their next meal and a soft bed. I want someone who enjoys life, and can teach me about it. But finding someone like that, here, is next to impossible. So I've nearly given up hope. But I still dream. Dream that he's waiting for me.
The Offspring:
My nest is empty. I wish I could change it but I can't. Nature and fate must change it for me. And so I must simply wait and hope. Wait for these kits in my belly to grow. Hope for them to be strong and healthy, and find people like mine. Who will love them and take care of them.
History:
Ophelia can't remember anything before her home with the two-legs. She adores her owners, and can't imagine a better life. She was taken in by these two-legs when she was hardly a kit, and they raised her from then. She doesn't remember her parents, or any siblings, but it has never bothered her, because she's happy as she is. She grew up with the two-legs, and has never wanted anything more then her neighbor cats, and her home.
Kit-Hood
Ophelia's first memory, is a sightless one. One with comforting smells, the sounds of many voice. Home. That is all she remembers. Her next memory is simply of her home now. Warm milk, soft food, and a comforting bed. She is sure there was something more, but she doesn't care to remember.
Apprenticeship
Ophelia grew up with her people. While some of the younger cats along her street play-fought and tumbled and wrestled, she sat nearby, jumping up only when a cry of pain was heard. She didn't like it, but it wasn't a reason for fear. But she grew to fear the sight of bristled fur and unsheathed claws. She hated the sight of a hunting cat. To take the life of some creature for no reason besides entertainment was horrifying to her.
Warrior
Ophelia was content to live with the two-legs. She was happy with her life as it was. But dreams of a forest plagued her. Dreams of cats she didn't know. Of smells she couldn't identify. The dreams bothered her, but she laughed when a cat suggested that they might have greater meaning then just dreams. They couldn't possibly.
Portrayed By:
Ink Kiss
