Post by shatter on Apr 5, 2013 16:42:28 GMT -5
HAUNT
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=valign,top] 22 MOONS She-cat BloodClan Rogue | [atrb=style, width: 296px; padding: 5px; background-color: e3e3e3; border-top: 4px solid #000000;] GENERAL INFORMATION NAME, Haunt EXPLANATION, |
BRIEF DESCRIPTION, A solid black she-cat with yellow eyes.
FAMILY,
Astrid- Mother, former kittypet turned rogue, deceased
Spider- Father, former Clan Cat turned loner, deceased
Halloween- Grandfather (Astrid's father), kittypet, deceased
Hallow- Brother, alive, named after Halloween
Spice- Sister, alive[/div]
APPEARANCE
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Darker than night with fine medium-length fur, Haunt certainly is a pretty she-cat. Her build is strong and somewhat muscular without making her look too hefty. It's important for Haunt to keep up a good appearance, especially when acting around toms, and so she puts extra effort into keeping her fur neat and soft. Her tail's fur is characteristically longer and fluffier than the rest of her pelt, and her dark paws conceal the sharp claws that she uses so well.
Her face betrays no emotion save for what she wants others to see, despite her glowing yellow eyes. Haunt's an expert actress, able to change her facial expression in the blink of an eye; anything to manipulate a cat into doing something for her.
PERSONALITY
Haunt is the spitting image of her mother, and has the strong personality to match.
First and foremost, Haunt is a fighter. Headstrong with just enough recklessness to make her dangerous, she is unpredictable in her movements. Her mother taught her how to fight at an early age, and she'll never hesitate to whip out her claws when she feels the need. The only other cats she truly trusts are her brother and sister, Hallow and Spice.
Her temper depends on the cat and her mood. She won't hesitate to lash out at a clan she-cat, whereas the she-cat is more wary of loners and rogues. With any toms, despite her deep mistrust, Haunt is able to set aside her anger and mistrust for at least a little while as she tries to charm them.
She's a seductress alright; her mother's favorite trait. Haunt loves to charm the sense out of tom cats. Doesn't matter if they're a bit older or younger than her, she'll act one of two ways: flirtatious but disinterested, or hopelessly in love. The former is her favorite, as Haunt seems to attract more attention that way. Her acting is believable and she's able to keep an appearance up as long as she needs to... That is, whenever she gets what she wants from the tom. Then she drops him like a stone.
But don't let her facade deceive you. Haunt is just as vicious as any other rogue, and would love nothing more than the blood of the clan cats on her claws. She just likes to have a bit of fun along the way.
LIKES,
♥ Her Siblings, Hallow and Spice
♥ BloodClan
♥ Fighting
♥ Misleading and Manipulating Toms
♥ Bothering Clan Cats (hunting on their territory, etc)
DISLIKES,[/font]
✗ (Distrusts) Any Toms other than Hallow
✗ Clan Cats
✗ Being bossed around
✗ Kittypets
✗ Being wet[/div]
HISTORY
Her mother, Astrid, was a pretty she-cat: solid black with soft amber eyes. A kittypet with a soft life and kind two-legs, Astrid was always curious about the forest and went exploring.
The day she finally acted upon her curiosity was the day she ran into Spiderpaw, an older apprentice from RiverClan. The duo were both eleven moons old. Spiderpaw had been hunting on his own when he came across the kittypet, and knew he had to escort her back to the border. He did so, but along the way he and Astrid talked, and he was captivated by both her sweet personality and her beauty. Even as they reached the border he couldn't get Astrid out of his mind, and so they promised to meet there every couple of days. Astrid agreed.
A moon came and went and Spiderpaw was renamed Spiderpelt. But he had made a life-changing decision just the night before. During his silent vigil, when all the other cats in RiverClan were asleep, he left.
He ran as fast as his long legs could carry him to the border, where he nearly collided with Astrid. A smooth talker, he convinced her to leave her kittypet life behind and live with him as a pair of loners. She agreed, and the tom began calling himself Spider instead of Spiderpelt.
They lived happily for the next several moons. Spider taught Astrid how to hunt, to defend herself, even a few herbs he vaguely remember RiverClan's medicine cat using. Astrid was a quick learner, but fighting was clearly her forte. By the time Spider had finished training her, she could beat him easily almost every time. Her newfound skills were her pride and joy.... At least, until she became pregnant.
But just as Astrid discovered she was going to have kits, Astrid discovered that Spider had been seeing another she-cat. Something inside her... Snapped. She grew cold, agitated. And when Spider knew that his mate knew, he ran.
Astrid planned her revenge almost obsessively. She'd find and kill him, just as soon as her kits were born. And they soon were: First Haunt, then Hallow (named after Astrid's father) and finally Spice. When the kits were old enough to walk and talk, she hid them in a bramble bush, promised to return, and set out to exact her revenge on Spider.
Too late. Astrid found his stiff corpse on the edge of ThunderClan territory, and she presumed he had been killed just days earlier by the warriors of that clan. Unable to take her anger out on Spider, her hatred soon grew for any tom cat, save for her own son. As she raised her three kits, teaching them to hunt and fight, she warned them to be wary, to trust no cat, least of all clan cats and toms.
Haunt, now about seven moons old, took the lessons to heart. She trained as hard as she could with her mother, learned advanced techniques as quickly as she could. Astrid showed her eager little she-cat everything she knew.
Meanwhile, Astrid had become the terror of the forest. She gained a reputation luring unsuspecting toms with her looks before killing them mercilessly once she had gained their trust. And all the while Haunt supported her, fed her mother's fire by asking how she did it and who was next. Not surprisingly, Haunt became her mother's favorite, though she treated all her kits fairly.
For several more moons this continued, until Astrid was killed on the Thunderpath, hit by a monster. Haunt and her siblings had just turned 14 moons old; old enough to take care of themselves. Haunt promised to take her mother's legacy and continue it just as long as she could. Just as her mother intended her to.
It was only when the Haunt, Hallow and Spice turned twenty moons old that they became affiliated with BloodClan. The three were recognized for their outstanding fighting ability, their mother's reputation, and their combined eagerness to rid the forest of the clan cats. All three agreed to join.
OTHER INFORMATON
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ETCETERA
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