Post by Twigtail on Aug 3, 2008 6:47:04 GMT -5
Name: Renée
Other Given Names: Donny, Tucker
Possible Warrior Name: Soilstripe
Gender: She-cat
Age: 17 moons
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Build:
Renée has a nice build, taller (at the shoulder) than other cats, but not heavy. Her height is due to her long legs, ending in what seem to be too-small paws. Likewise, she has a long tail. With a face that is neither exceptionally pretty nor exceptionally ugly, but a body that is well-formed if soft, her overall appearance is good.
Fur:
Fur thickly covers Renée’s body, and though it is short, it easily becomes hot and heavy. As for coloring, the general hue is a deep chocolaty brown as a backdrop, overshadowed with deep, almost-black brown stripes, the color of which is a sort of bistre (which is a gray-brown color made from mixing soot). Additionally, Renée has white markings: a white muzzle, belly, paws, and tail-tip.
Eyes:
The eyes of Renée are a well-defined almond shape, and hazel green in color.
Fighting:
The only fighting Renée knows is in self-defense, in lashing out with her forepaws and then running like mad in the opposite direction of her attackers. For that matter, this tabby doesn’t know how to hunt, either.
Personality:
When it comes to interactions with other cats, Renée is playful, but very reserved. Often feeling intimidated, she only hesitatingly initiates conversation, but once a cat makes it clear they aren’t going to bite off her head, the tabby relaxes, almost instantly. She appreciates a good joke, including her own, though it’s only her opinion that her jokes are any good. The type to easily feel lonesome, the she-cat is often at odds with different halves of her personality. So to speak, she has those lovely mood swings and the capricious nature of that stereotypical female.
Additionally, Renée cares about other cats, insofar that she doesn’t want them to be in pain and will try to help them. Essentially, though, she’s still a selfish creature, instinctively making sure she herself is alright before checking up on others. She regrets this nature, which she is insightful about, and often yells at herself privately for it, but is resigned to it otherwise. But, altogether, she gets sad very easily, both for herself and for others.
For another point, Renée is highly intelligent, as she catches on quickly. More often than not, though, she will remember the little details of a conversation rather than the topic. The best way of learning, though, is of course doing. On occasion, she likes pointless physical activity, particularly exerting herself to the point of deliriousness.
Still, she never settles for anything less than the best, and in what she does, she wants all or nothing. She may be often lazy, not in that mood for unnecessary exertion, but when she decides she will be determined, she is, and she sticks to it. This is partially a pride thing, of course, a way of proving herself, too. And yet sometimes she’s determined because it’s the right thing to do, and she wants, more than anything, to do that right thing. This makes her, oftentimes, a sour sport, but she is headstrong. And yet, more importantly and less often seen, she is heartstrong.
Most Noticeable Bad Traits:
Renée is selfish, thinks she’s smarter than just about every other cat, and can be very unwilling to try new things. Additionally, she is ultra-competitive, and, being so, she’s a sore loser, not to mention she’s not above cheating if she thinks it’ll help her win (albeit she hates herself afterward).
Other Fun Facts:
Like most kits, Renée loves a good story, and the truth of it has little bearing on her enjoyment of it. Also, she is deathly afraid of spiders and other creepy crawly things that can bite her in the night. She also has a strong aversion to pain, but in all honesty, who doesn’t?
History:
Renée was born a kittypet. She was raised a kittypet. And she was quite happy being a kittypet! She had loving parents and a fun litter brother as a playmate. Her humans were kind to her, and the rest of her family, and she was well cared for. Actually, that’s a bit of an understatement. Renée was a spoiled brat of a kitten! She was very positive that she had the best home in the world, and showed no interest in sticking her nose out the door. But, of course, if there was one thing Renée learned about humans, it was that they are completely unpredictable animals. The young tabby was nearing her first birthday when she was up and booted out of her house, only to be saddled with another owner and another name!
Renée was, naturally, outraged at this. Just who did these humans think they were, taking her away from her family and home? She refused to take on her new name, and, for the first time, hopped right on out that kitty door and waltzed straight out of the yard, determined to get back home to her own familiar bed and family. But another thing about humans was that they have a strange affinity for dogs; the big, smelly animals were always hanging around the place! One of these dogs went after the lost tabby. Naturally, the instinct for survival kicked in, and Renée ran off, plowing over field and through forest, until she was even more hopelessly lost than before.
It took a couple moons for Renée to figure out that, despite it being cold and dirty and often unpleasant, she, for whatever reason, liked this outside world, and, since she’d given up hope on finding her way back to her parents’ home, she’d make her home right where she was. In any case, this life seemed fuller, more purposeful than hers in the human homes had been. The enchanting allure of adventure had a strong pull for this young cat. Where she was at that moment was in the middle of a Town, so food was not a problem. Begging always paid off well.
But much more interesting than just living out and roughing it were the neighborhood alley cats. Some of them had quite the intriguing stories to tell, and Renée lapped them all up, trying to filter out true stories from false at first but eventually just enjoying, and just deciding randomly if these stories were true or not. She made good friends out there in the back alleys, missing her family and humans, of course, but happy enough to be able to move on with life. And this life, if hard, was good, and made her feel like she had a reason to be.
Other than her original family, all humans that entered her life became an issue. The next humans that did so were no exception. They saddled her with a new name after trapping her, and then carted her off into a vehicle, and dumped her in some unfamiliar nest. Naturally, the first time they let her out of the house, Renée was off. She had it in mind to return to her Town friends before she discovered this wasn’t the same Town. Nevertheless, she set off, clueless, on a journey to try and find her old haunts.
To Pass: Rubish Cow
Picture:
Other Given Names: Donny, Tucker
Possible Warrior Name: Soilstripe
Gender: She-cat
Age: 17 moons
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Build:
Renée has a nice build, taller (at the shoulder) than other cats, but not heavy. Her height is due to her long legs, ending in what seem to be too-small paws. Likewise, she has a long tail. With a face that is neither exceptionally pretty nor exceptionally ugly, but a body that is well-formed if soft, her overall appearance is good.
Fur:
Fur thickly covers Renée’s body, and though it is short, it easily becomes hot and heavy. As for coloring, the general hue is a deep chocolaty brown as a backdrop, overshadowed with deep, almost-black brown stripes, the color of which is a sort of bistre (which is a gray-brown color made from mixing soot). Additionally, Renée has white markings: a white muzzle, belly, paws, and tail-tip.
Eyes:
The eyes of Renée are a well-defined almond shape, and hazel green in color.
Fighting:
The only fighting Renée knows is in self-defense, in lashing out with her forepaws and then running like mad in the opposite direction of her attackers. For that matter, this tabby doesn’t know how to hunt, either.
Personality:
When it comes to interactions with other cats, Renée is playful, but very reserved. Often feeling intimidated, she only hesitatingly initiates conversation, but once a cat makes it clear they aren’t going to bite off her head, the tabby relaxes, almost instantly. She appreciates a good joke, including her own, though it’s only her opinion that her jokes are any good. The type to easily feel lonesome, the she-cat is often at odds with different halves of her personality. So to speak, she has those lovely mood swings and the capricious nature of that stereotypical female.
Additionally, Renée cares about other cats, insofar that she doesn’t want them to be in pain and will try to help them. Essentially, though, she’s still a selfish creature, instinctively making sure she herself is alright before checking up on others. She regrets this nature, which she is insightful about, and often yells at herself privately for it, but is resigned to it otherwise. But, altogether, she gets sad very easily, both for herself and for others.
For another point, Renée is highly intelligent, as she catches on quickly. More often than not, though, she will remember the little details of a conversation rather than the topic. The best way of learning, though, is of course doing. On occasion, she likes pointless physical activity, particularly exerting herself to the point of deliriousness.
Still, she never settles for anything less than the best, and in what she does, she wants all or nothing. She may be often lazy, not in that mood for unnecessary exertion, but when she decides she will be determined, she is, and she sticks to it. This is partially a pride thing, of course, a way of proving herself, too. And yet sometimes she’s determined because it’s the right thing to do, and she wants, more than anything, to do that right thing. This makes her, oftentimes, a sour sport, but she is headstrong. And yet, more importantly and less often seen, she is heartstrong.
Most Noticeable Bad Traits:
Renée is selfish, thinks she’s smarter than just about every other cat, and can be very unwilling to try new things. Additionally, she is ultra-competitive, and, being so, she’s a sore loser, not to mention she’s not above cheating if she thinks it’ll help her win (albeit she hates herself afterward).
Other Fun Facts:
Like most kits, Renée loves a good story, and the truth of it has little bearing on her enjoyment of it. Also, she is deathly afraid of spiders and other creepy crawly things that can bite her in the night. She also has a strong aversion to pain, but in all honesty, who doesn’t?
History:
Renée was born a kittypet. She was raised a kittypet. And she was quite happy being a kittypet! She had loving parents and a fun litter brother as a playmate. Her humans were kind to her, and the rest of her family, and she was well cared for. Actually, that’s a bit of an understatement. Renée was a spoiled brat of a kitten! She was very positive that she had the best home in the world, and showed no interest in sticking her nose out the door. But, of course, if there was one thing Renée learned about humans, it was that they are completely unpredictable animals. The young tabby was nearing her first birthday when she was up and booted out of her house, only to be saddled with another owner and another name!
Renée was, naturally, outraged at this. Just who did these humans think they were, taking her away from her family and home? She refused to take on her new name, and, for the first time, hopped right on out that kitty door and waltzed straight out of the yard, determined to get back home to her own familiar bed and family. But another thing about humans was that they have a strange affinity for dogs; the big, smelly animals were always hanging around the place! One of these dogs went after the lost tabby. Naturally, the instinct for survival kicked in, and Renée ran off, plowing over field and through forest, until she was even more hopelessly lost than before.
It took a couple moons for Renée to figure out that, despite it being cold and dirty and often unpleasant, she, for whatever reason, liked this outside world, and, since she’d given up hope on finding her way back to her parents’ home, she’d make her home right where she was. In any case, this life seemed fuller, more purposeful than hers in the human homes had been. The enchanting allure of adventure had a strong pull for this young cat. Where she was at that moment was in the middle of a Town, so food was not a problem. Begging always paid off well.
But much more interesting than just living out and roughing it were the neighborhood alley cats. Some of them had quite the intriguing stories to tell, and Renée lapped them all up, trying to filter out true stories from false at first but eventually just enjoying, and just deciding randomly if these stories were true or not. She made good friends out there in the back alleys, missing her family and humans, of course, but happy enough to be able to move on with life. And this life, if hard, was good, and made her feel like she had a reason to be.
Other than her original family, all humans that entered her life became an issue. The next humans that did so were no exception. They saddled her with a new name after trapping her, and then carted her off into a vehicle, and dumped her in some unfamiliar nest. Naturally, the first time they let her out of the house, Renée was off. She had it in mind to return to her Town friends before she discovered this wasn’t the same Town. Nevertheless, she set off, clueless, on a journey to try and find her old haunts.
To Pass: Rubish Cow
Picture:
Well she was an American girl
Raised on promises.
She couldn't help thinkin'
That there was a little more to life somewhere else.
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep.
"American Girl" - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
Raised on promises.
She couldn't help thinkin'
That there was a little more to life somewhere else.
After all it was a great big world
With lots of places to run to
And if she had to die tryin'
She had one little promise she was gonna keep.
"American Girl" - Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers
