Post by adminHAZEL on Nov 28, 2009 16:17:30 GMT -5
ZENITH !
"and i don't care what you might think"
"and i don't care what you might think"
Name Zenith
Gender Female
Age 8 Moons
Clan Cat or Volant Volant
Appearance
Zenith is a pretty she-cat, though she is almost mystical looking. She is a tiny thing, with long limbs and a slender body. her tail is long, and her fur is pure white and rather fluffy. Zenith has icy blue eyes that are round and white, large as well due to her age. As for the she-cat's wings, Zenith bears angel-like white wings, only adding to her mystical appearance.
Personality
Zenith is what one could call a troublemaker. She shows little respect for her elders, and has a tendency to get herself into all sorts of messes. It is common knowledge she constantly needs some cat to be watching her. Quite honestly, Zenith could be responsible for most of the issues the Volants have had to deal with in the last ten moons. But for all of Zenith's boldness and recklessness, and her troublemaking habits- she proves to show promise as a volant. No, the seniors have no doubt in her becoming respected, but they know she must show respect first.
History
Zenith was born into a litter of two, mothered by a she-cat named Aleta, and fathered by a tom dubbed Welkin. She was born into a litter of three, with two siblings by the names of Tabbart and Reveka. Zenith was the troublemaker of the three, while Tabbart was the dignifed tom, and Reveka was the peaceful and tranquil sister. Aleta certainly had her paws full with the three kits, being a stay-in-nest mother while Welkin spent his days hunting for the group of Volants. The Volant leader at the time, Fallon, had assigned Welkin to the duties of hunting, his blood line being lower than that of the fighting class, or even the ruling class. To Zenith, Fallon was part of the minority she called "the Untouchables."
As Zenith grew older, she grew into her mischief, and began to show her cleverness in the form of trouble she caused. It was safe to say Zenith made herself pretty well known in the group of Volants simply by wreaking havoc. Fallon was considering moving her to the fighting class when she aged more, and had gone to speak fo Welkin about this- when the fire struck. Zenith and her siblings were six moons old. Welkin was twenty, and Aleta was eighteen. Fallon was merely thirty moons old. The fire struck the island in a blaze that never ceased, and wiped out most all of the Volants, all except for four who managed to escape. Now Zenith travels with the four others, her memory of her kin fading and muddled.
RP Sample
Everpaw had gotten permission for a walk from someone elder than her in the Clan, and now found herself roaming the territory, icy blue eyes wide and undilated, taking in everything she saw. Although she was not hunting, she was silent as she moved through the undergrowth, keeping low as her fur was so easily noticeable. She could scent the stale smell of the pervious patrol that had been here, making sure no intruders were in the territory, stealing prey. Blinking, Everpaw sniffed and found her mentor's scent among them.
As the little she-cat was sniffing, however, a new and very pampered scent wafted over her. Kittypet! Everpaw's fur fluffed up, though not in anger. She had been shown the kittypet scent before, but never had she come across one! And on her territory. She'd have to drive him out, it was expected of her as an apprentice ... But what if he's nice? Everpaw's thoughts began growing dreamy again. If he was nice he could be a friend, and maybe he'd want to leave to join the Clan ...
Everpaw shook her head impatiently. She could not let these thoughts go too far. She was an apprentice now, she had to be practical. Well, she still needed to find this kittypet, who's scent seemed to only be getting stronger. Rather excited, and sort of fearful, Everpaw lauched herself out of the undergrowth and found herself face to face with a cat much larger than her, the kittypet she had scented. Her nostrils flared, and she backed up a pace, bending her head down to fur on her chest. After a moment she raised it again, her icy blue eyes staring into the kittypet's own eyes. "Why are you running so fast?" The question was blurted out before she even knew what she was saying. She should have warned him he was on SkyClan territory ... Well, she could say that later.
