Coldbody TMW

For the group C: this took forever.! x_x

GENERAL________________________________________________________

NAME |Coldbody
GENDER | She-cat
AGE | 16 moons
RANK> | Warrior
MATE | none currently~
BREED |Siamese/snowshoe mix
MARKING |simple raindrop on her left shoulder only
APPEARANCE |Coldbody is rather skinny and quite slender. She has medium-length straight fur that is silky and soft.
VOICE |smooth and emotional. Sounds like www.youtube.com/watch?v=E77ArV...


PERSONALITY________________________________________________________

[ neurotic ]
- “Shut up.! Oh wait, no I’m sorry.!!”
Coldbody is one of those girls where they will freak out at the smallest things and bite your hand off if they feel like it. She usually lets her emotions get the best of her and isn’t quiet about it either. If you upset her she’ll cry about it for days and maybe even never talk to you again. Being neurotic also is that she experiences moods severely, so she is never just a little happy she is VERY happy.

[ sensitive/aware ]
- “That bird you killed was the mama returning with food for her babies…RUUUDE.”
Although she seems out of it, Coldbody is actually in tune with her surroundings. She notices little things that others don’t, and can pick up hints of information like a detective. One time she noticed that a berry bush had been rustled and torn into and she followed the paw prints in the dirt and managed to find and stop a kit from eating death-berries. This she-cat is also very sensitive. She can sense pretty well how others feel and likes to know how they would react to certain things or situations.

[ pessimistic/dark ]
- “I haven’t caught anything in a while, now the clan is going to starve and die.!!!”
You’re out late and haven’t come back yet.? You’ve been killed by a badger…or worse. You’re out hunting for the first time.? You won’t catch anything. Well at least that’s how Coldbody sees it. She tends to be pessimistic and sees the downside to everything. She is also kind of dark; and often describes things gruesomely.

[ romantic ]
- “everything was just perfect~
Coldbody absolutely adores romance and everything about it.! Why go on a boring date when he could bring her a rose in his teeth and take her on a midnight stroll by the water lit only with the moonlight.? Every little detail has to be perfect, because to her, that means he cares more. She is super flirty and gets over-dramatic about love. She is looking for her knight in shining armor and will never give up the search.

[ graceful/agile ]
- “talk like a lady, walk like a lady~!”
This feline almost never trips. She glides across the ground and is very careful with her paws. Coldbody is able to switch directions very quickly and can maneuver the most twig covered and overgrown paths with ease. Her light movements are extremely helpful when hunting and her quick speed makes her efficient. Coldbody has a bad habit of sneaking up on cats and scaring them or just watching them; its addicting and she spends more time than you’d think doing it.



HISTORY________________________________________________________

[ kit ]
It was a chilly morning in Windclan when the beautiful queen Swansoul gave birth to four kits. Foxheart was so proud of his mate and loved all his kittens dearly. Dapplekit, Viperkit, Ravenkit, and Coldkit. None of the other kits liked the cold, but Coldkit preferred it. Swansoul was a vain and judgmental she-cat, she always taught her daughters how to walk with grace and care for their fur. Coldkit didn’t care about any of that. She didn’t care about being pretty or how to learn to get toms to like her. So the little she-cat often hung out with her father instead; Foxheart was a cut-throat bad boy kinda tom and was always telling stories or talking about things that kits probably shouldn’t be hearing. Swansoul didn’t approve at all. She wanted to keep Coldkit in the den with her sisters and groom their fur and teach them manners. But the little kit was quiet and sneaky, she found ways to escape her mother and often wandered around by herself trying to find her dad. When she did find him, he would often slip out of her sight again or hide. She grew to be very observant and quite talented at tracking him down. “Daddy why are you hiding.? Don’t you wanna play.?” Swansoul told Coldkit to look for a tom that was caring and kind, and to not hang out with scum like Foxheart. The little kit tried to play and be normal with her siblings, but in the back of her mind she knew something was different between her parents.

[ apprentice ]
Coldkit attended all of her older siblings ceremonies. She took note of every mentor. She even remembered her oldest sister Dapplepaw’s mentor, a tall tom with black markings around his throat. Blackthroat seemed to be close friends with Swansoul, he was always brushing against her pelt when he walked by or complimenting her. That’s all Coldkit thought of it; was that they were friends. It wasn’t long into Dapplepaw’s apprenticeship that she was later found mauled in the forest from what looked like to be a badger. It was a shock to the whole clan and took a large toll on Coldkit. Finally becoming an apprentice, she was named Coldpaw and placed under the mentorship of Dapplepaw’s old mentor Blackthroat at his request. The tall dark tom was a mysterious fellow; he wasn’t one to talk a lot and often disappeared for a few days. Coldpaw tried to be a good apprentice, but she often forgot to show up for training or was out looking for her dad. Blackthroat grew increasingly aggressive and was hard on her during their warrior training. One training day Coldpaw noticed that the tom had tiny scars all over his front legs and his face; they looked like claw marks. Too big to be from a thorn bush, but too small to be from a warrior. She asked Blackthroat about it and he ordered her to meet him here in a few hours. The kit wandered back to camp and found everyone in chaos; her siblings where gone and so was Swansoul. She was distraught, and went to meet Blackthroat. He took her farther and farther away from camp and then she saw her family lying around the clearing dead. Then he turned on her. She would have been dead too if Foxheart hadn’t showed up and killed him. From then on Foxheart became her mentor but the little she-cat had a dark stormy cloud hanging over her head.

[ Warrior ]
As she became a warrior, she was named Coldbody. She was informed that Blackthroat and Swansoul were together until she left him for Foxheart to have the rusty colored tom’s kits; Blackthroat was obsessed with Swansoul and wanted to kill the kits so that she could be his again. But when she fought back he accidentally killed her too. Foxheart often beat himself up about not being fast enough to get back to that clearing to save the rest of his family. Coldbody missed her family so much it drove her to be emotionally unstable. Long after her dad disappeared she still wanders the territory sometimes searching for his scent. -in progress-



RELATIONS________________________________________________________

Interests
She loves big strong Toms. Looks are very important to her; although she will sometimes realize appearances aren’t everything.
- Dark pelts
- Charming romantic toms
- Mysterious Toms

| Hate
| discomfort
| unknown/Acquaintances
| friend
| bestfriend
| attraction
| crush
| love
| mate
| respects
| Family
| Dead


SwanSoul | | | |
“My mom… she was so beautiful.! I’m afraid I was never very kind to her… I wish I could turn back time and tell her how much I love her before she died.!”
Foxheart | | ?? ??
“Even though he was the guy my mom cheated on with, and not my mom’s original mate, I still love him. He’s my dad after all.! He saved me and taught me how to be a warrior, now can he please just come back…? He disappeared and I just…..i want him to come back….”
Dapplepaw | | |
“My oldest sister, she was always the pretty one. I won’t forget the day I found her body where the bones broke through the skin and it had been laid out to rot under the sun.”
Viperpaw | | | |
“She was so mean and she always bit my tail.! No no I shouldn’t say that. I love you Viperpaw.”
Ravenpaw | | |
“Ravenpaw….we always got along better than I did with my other sisters. She was such a sweetheart…”
Blackthroat | | |
“This asshole is the reason my family is dead.! I hope he burns in hell.!”




MISC. ________________________________________________________

- She has a fear of not knowing where other cats are
- She is afraid of frogs after seeing one eat a fly when she was a kit
- Her favorite thing to do is take long midnight strolls
- During hot days she will literally sleep the whole time
- She loves the rain
- She always gets too deep into a fight and is merciless
- She is a sucker for toms who give out compliments



ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE ________________________________________________________

It was a chilly night. The stars dotted the black sky and the territory was lit nicely with the glowing moon. Coldbody was lying in her comfy nest with her paws tucked under her fluffy chest fur; when something caught her eye. A rustle in the bushes. *If this is an apprentice playing a prank on me ill rip his tail off* she thought and slashed her tail irritably. But all the apprentices had gone to sleep a long time ago, she remembered and bit her lip. The female was on high alert, every little sound, every little movement, it would not escape her. The bush gave another rustle and a tall shape emerged. It was a tall dark tom with blazing amber eyes. Coldbody jumped to her paws in a rush, she felt her blood pumping quickly through her veins.
“What are you doing here?” she snapped, and a second later her gaze softened…dang he really was handsome. “I mean, uh, who are you?” the female tried to form a cool expression but was stuck with her shocked one instead. The tom smiled a little (which sent a shiver up Coldbody’s spine.)
“Come with me.” he cooed in a voice like silk that lulled in her ears. He didn’t wait for the stunned she-cat to reply, only turned slowly and started walking. Coldbody knew she shouldn’t follow, but she did anyways. *I’m stupid. I’m Stupid. But he’s a hottie. I’m stupid* she bounded after him until she was side-by-side with the tall tom. They walked in silence until they came upon a great dark lake that stretched out farther than she could see. *Has this always been here.?* she thought idly.
“Coldbody,” Said the tom suddenly. She turned her attention on him; the light from the moon turned his black fur into shimmering starlight.
“Y-yes.?” She stammered, it was tough to hold his gaze; those amber eyes could see right through her. The tom reached behind him with his tail and pulled out a beautiful red rose. He nudged it over to her.
“Oh my.!” Coldbody felt the blush in her cheeks, “it’s so beautiful…” The tom was suddenly very close to her.
“Not as beautiful as you.” He said quietly.
The lake overflowed, submerging the two cats deep under the water.
.***.
Coldbody woke up.
There was an un-crumpled leaf nearby and her face and most of her nest was wet. She caught sight of two apprentices laughing and sprinting off. The female’s face contorted into a snarl, those little creeps! Who did they think they are? Dumping water onto her face while she slept.! Slept…slept… Coldbody frowned with disappointment. That had all been a dream. The she-cat wanted to weep. She laid back down on her nest despite its current state, *Maybe if I wait long enough my soulmate will find me…* she thought to herself.

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