Post by Sulfurlix on Jul 22, 2014 2:43:16 GMT
"Just because I wink at you,
doesn't mean I like you."
Relations
"Oh please, you thought I really loved you?~"
Mother: Pine Flora
- Warrior name: Pineleaf
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- Name changed when she left her clan.
- Deceased
Father: Unknown
- Never got to meet his daughter.
- Alive; whereabouts unknown
No siblings.
Heterosexual
Love interest: n/a
Mate: n/a
Appearance
"You can look, but don't touch.~"
Eye color: Vibrant green
Pelt: Shades of ivory and lighter and darker shades of cream
Ivory holds medium length, soft fur that she tends to to keep it shining and soft. Her paws are small and dainty, though they conceal deathly shard claws that she keeps clean and sharp. The female's tail is long and trails behind her, and the fur gradually gets longer as it nears the end; she has to brush it out with her claws a lot to keep leaves and twigs out of her precious tail. The female typically stands at a normal tom cat's shoulder, making her the perfect size to slide under front legs and chins. Her body is lithe and thin, making it easy for her to slip through small spaces; she's a fast runner, and can jump high leaps rather easily. Brute forces is, obviously, not her strong side.
Though her whole form seems perfectly grooms and pampered, no tears or rips in her ears or on her face, under Ivory's pelt is a whole different story written out in brutal scars. From the fight with Shadeclaw and Pine, brutal, deep scars hide under the medium length fur along her sides, back, and even her neck. A few harder to hide scars are on her legs and paws, but they're not noticeable unless one is truly looking for them. On the right of her snout is a faint bite mark which blends well with her fur and stays hidden. Hating these scars, Ivory keeps her fur groomed over the scars to make sure that no one can question them. When she gets wet, and shakes the water off, the scars tend to be more visible from her fur being shaken about and not placed in the right spot. When questioned about the scars, she tends to lock up, get snappy, or just turn and walk away.
Personality/Like & Dislikes
"Ahah, your fur is just lovely, m'dear.~"
~ On any normal day, the she-cat is actually rather timid and laid back towards other felines she may come across. Ivory would rather walk away from a fight, or talk her way out of one. With her quick thinking and swift tongue, the she-cat can easily talk her way out of problems; sometimes she even manages to talk herself into trouble. Her speech skills can be a blessing and a curse, though mostly a blessing on her part. Her smooth talking ways make its quite easy for her to lie, act, and trick other felines due to her ability to fake emotions she isn't actually feeling. Due to this, Ivory tends to play the innocent, loner she-cat who may or may not be a tad too flirtatious. And flirtatious she is. This she-cat will shamelessly cuddle against a tom without hesitation, and gladly toy his heart for her amusement. Such seems morbid, but Ivory never truly got to feel true love, causing for the felidae to play with the hearts of others for the fun of it. Her heart, on the other hand, is actually locked away behind brick walls, wanting to protect herself from others.
~ When angered, which usually takes a lot, the small female can pack a nasty bite. She's quick to come up with snappy, cruel remarks to other felines when the irritate her. This female doesn't care what 'clan' you are apart of, if you threaten her, she will just scoff and walk away. Ivory will talk her way out of fights, or just ignore the feline who tried to challenge her. She has no interest in getting her pelt bloody or ruined. If actually attacked, the she-cat won't hesitate in defending herself in any way possible; she will fight dirty. This side of Ivory is rarely ever seen, due to the fact she hates fighting, and tends to avoid violent conflict at any point.
~ When it comes to the thing called 'love', Ivory knows how to play it like it was a game. She does not actually love the tom's she toys with, but her entertainment comes greatly the more she gets them to fall for her. To do such, Ivory as learned the ropes of flirtation, and of how to move her body. Her slim, well-kept form is always moving gracefully.
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Likes
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Star gazing
Kits
Fish/Birds
Honey
Watching the Rivers
Climbing Trees
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Star gazing
Kits
Fish/Birds
Honey
Watching the Rivers
Climbing Trees
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Dislikes
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Snobby felines
Ungroomed felines
Spiders/Snakes/Canines
Bees
Swimming
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Snobby felines
Ungroomed felines
Spiders/Snakes/Canines
Bees
Swimming
Background
"But I think I'll miss you forever.
Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies..."
Pineleaf, having fallen in love and having found a clan, expected life to go by peacefully. After a few moons, however, her life was brutally ripped out from under her paws. Her lover became abusive, even after she was pregnant with his kit. The tom degraded her, and even turned the other clan members against the female, convincing them that she had went off and conceived a kit with a rogue male. Heart broken and trust shattered, Pineleaf fled the abuse of her once loving mate, deciding to raise her kit--which indeed was her ex-mate's kit--alone. She could not understand why he turned on her, or why he'd ever accuse her of conceiving a kit with another tom. She had given her life to that clan, and her heart to her lover--a tom she would never forget. The heart broken she-cat dropped her 'clan name' to become a loner, living out her days as Pine and waiting for her kit to be born. It was a rough life, but a few other loners took pity on the lone, pregnant she-cat and offered her food and even protection at times.Like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies..."
After her kit was born, on a sunny fall morning, Pine felt her heart burst with joy to the sight of her kit, which resembled her instead of the lover who had so cruelly broken her heart. Branding the kit with the name of Ivory, Pine always had the 'mother bear' personality over her dear kit. As Ivory grew, she caught onto her mother's distrust and, bluntly, hatred towards males, causing Ivory to be wary at first of any tom, until she met a clan kit named Shadekit. She'd playfully pick on the other kit for his odd name, though he soon explained the clan's way of life and why kit was in his name, awing Ivory since she had always grown up as a loner with her mother. The wee lass would sneak off from her mother's side to go visit her new friend, making friends inside of the clan with her blossoming personality. When Pine found out, she felt conflicted on tearing her beloved daughter away, or letting her befriend the clan.
Unknown to Pine, that Shadepaw had grown into a rather burly tom, and had moved to another clan and grown into Shadeclaw, a warrior of his clan. As fate would have it, Ivory found herself taunting the male from a distance, perched upon a rock. Enchanted, Shadeclaw had come to meet the female before he had broken into a run to his kit-hood friend that he quickly remembered. Ivory didn't recognize the tom at first, until he started blabbering about "where have you been, Ives?" And only one cat had ever branded her with that nickname; "Ives". All that night they caught up with one another, talking through until the sun came up, and Shadeclaw had to take his leave. Though, he promised to meet her here the next night. And, of course, Ivory was more than happy to come back the next night to see her friend. For what seemed like ages, they met together during the night to talk and enjoy one another's company that they had been deprived from for so long.
Forcing herself away, she tried tending to Shadeclaw, telling him it'd be okay, her voice was choked up. He had killed her mother, but Pine had tried to kill him. And now he was dying, and the she-cat didn't know what to do. She offered to go get his clan, but he rejected her offer and forced her to lay by his side. Sobbing, Ivory had buried her face into the male's broken open neck and began to sing the injured tom to sleep. When his breathing finally ceased, she stayed and cried until the sun fell again, face buried into the black tom's pelt, mourning until another cat came into the small clearing. She was shocked when the cat started to scream at her for killing Shadeclaw and the loner that was her mother, and started to attack her already battered form.
Running away from the other tom, her heart feeling like a rock in her chest, Ivory escaped from the feline. Though, she didn't stop running until her legs gave out. Sobbing once more, she went to the closest river and washed the blood off of her slim form. So much conflict ran through her system. The tom she had started to care for just killed her mother. Yet Pine had also killed him in the long run, even if she died first. What really tore at her was the fact she didn't run to Shadeclaw's clan even when he told her not to. He might have lived... even if it was too late for Pine.
Scoffing at herself, the distaste for fighting easily settled into her. She forced herself to get over what had happened, accidentally causing a ripple in her own personality, and for her heart and actual feelings to hide from others. She went back to her taunting ways, finding it easier to play with other tom's and their hearts when she wasn't emotionally attached in any way, shape, or form. Ivory never bothered learning good ways to fight. She hates fights, so she avoids them at all times. The female began to grow a distaste for rogues. She had always found them some what snappy, but she used to enjoy the challenge of getting into that stone cold heart. She still does, but if they dare start a fight with her, the felidae turns and leaves.
Living the life of a loner, Ivory has let her flirtatious side blossom more. Any tom who crosses her path is bound to get some form of attention from this sly female, even if she never truly means the words she says. The female shamelessly flirts now, finding entertainment in the reactions she receives from toms. But, in an effort to protect her own feelings, Ivory dumps a male the second she might think she even has a sliver of care for the tom, which only causes for her to lock her feelings away more. But that doesn't stop this flirty female from playing a heart as if it had strings.
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