Post by Raven on Feb 19, 2007 23:27:03 GMT -5
Name- Bone
Gender- Tom
Age- 38 Moons
Rank- Admiral
Appearance- ((Sorry, no picture.))
His body is thin- far, far too thin for any good reason. Or, so you think. With long legs and, as I have said before, a very skinny body, Bone's eyes are a pale, pale blue. Nearly translucent- and also unreadable. His fur is a pure white, all of it is white- except for the yellowish tinge that haunts it. Sort of like bone marrow, if you've ever seen it. ((Well, not really. Just go with me here.)) He has a way of...well, his eyes take on this firey-yellow, and they become almost...There's really no way to describe it, but Bone is a very ghost-like tom, skinny with a scary looking fur and pure white claws that are like knives. Sharp knives. His tail is long and teasing, the way it constantly flicks about an enemies face is maddening, and also very taunting.
Personality- Quiet and often sullen, Bone has a forceful way of handling other cats, especially if they misbehave. He has a crooked and wicked grin that seems to drain all other emotion away from his face, and a way of kneading his claws into the ground that, well...to say the least, it's threatening. He's not very verbal with his emotions, but if you know him well, you can read him. But strangers have no idea what's going on behind that skinny tom's face...
History- Born, long, long ago, to a very sweet and very stupid she-cat named Lily. Being the very dull and very loving she-cat that she was, she tucked her two kits into a little nice hole in the ground, curling up with him to keep him safe- this nice little ditch was what we call a pothole. In the middle of a freeway. Yes, yes, Lily was run over by a car. But Bone and Stone, his identical twin sister, managed to run across the street, surviving.
But they were separated by rabbits- normally this would pose no threat to a cat, but these were two young kits, young and terrified. Seeing the unfamiliar rabbits scared them away from each other. They still haven't found one another, though Bone has looked for many moons. Many journeys and many trials and errors, Bone finally found a temporary home- where he discovered something that he finally loved.
Bones. After finding his mentor dead, he licked the bones clean and preserved them, not knowing how perverse this was. He slept on them, and felt good. He had loved his mentor, somebody named Cream. Yes, cheesy name. Wasn't Cream's fault- it was short for Creamedcorn. Cream is much better. But after Cream's death, Bone fell into depression, and began to take out his wrath on the other cats around him...
((Yay! *claps for Bone*))
