Post by spiritdream on Feb 24, 2007 14:21:32 GMT -5
Name: Zarra
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Killer
Clan: Rouge
Picture:
Description: Zarra is a grey-white she-cat. Her pelt looks as though she has pulled a dark grey blanket over herself and it only covers her back and some of her sides. She has mossy green eyes that gleam with evil cleverness. Her nose is a delicate pink. Her tail is short and plumy. Zarra is slender yet strong and her legs hide very strong muscles. Her ear are large and her claws are blood-stained yellow.
Personality: Zarra is and always will be, a killer. she kills just to see her victims die. Though she wouldn't readily kill a kit needlessly, it is usually a close-call. She feels love for nothing besides her memories and her job. She sometimes provokes other cats to fight them for practice. She fears nothing. Or almost nothing. The only thing in this world that Zarra fears and fears alot...is Scrouge.
History: Zarra was born in a huge mansion where a cruel man bred cats for a living. Zarra was terrified of the huge towering males that would come after her. Her mother died of injuries as were many other females. Zarra searched for a way out and found one. When she was brought in a room for shots, she crashed through a window.
She ran around on the streets for a while, fighting for the tiniest scraps of food. She learned that in this place, you either joined a gang of cats, or you die. So she joined one and learned the tricks of the trade. She learned how to hunt the scrawny rats and how to find meals in otherwise useless garbage. Most importantly however, was learning how to fight.
Street cats have a different way of fighting than clan cats. They fight through depcetion and bluffiing. Honor meant nothing to them. The only code they had heard of was there own, that said, "Gangs own their territory and gain it by killing."That was their law. Eventually Zarra left this place, and went searching for more victims.
Zarra came here and was recruited by Scrouge. She respected him whwn she saw how powerful and evil he was.
IC: "RAAWR!"SPLASH! The sound of a Twoleg monster died away and the muddy water that had been splashed onto the sidewalk settled. Evenin the dark, several eyes appeared on the side of the road.
Zarra hissed. How dare they? Those idiotic Pitches were going to get smothered invading their territory! She would make sure of that! She didn't waste another moment, but lunged across the road and attacked a pair of eyes wich turned out to be a cat with a splotch of black on his forehead.
He snarled in surprise and tried to rake his lcaws over her ribs, but she ducked his claws and came at his chest. The startled tom fell and she left him there groaning.
Another cat, a she-cat, flew at her hissing. Zarra dodged her claws and bit down hard on her tail. The she-cat came flying around and attacheded herself to Zarra's leg. Down they went, snarling and hissing scratching at each other's faces. Zarra lashed out furiously and caught her opponent's shoulder. She ripped her claws over the muscles across the she-cat's sides.
Zarra had won and she turned and stalked away, without the other's even noticing her disappearance.
Code: Secrets
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Killer
Clan: Rouge
Picture:
Description: Zarra is a grey-white she-cat. Her pelt looks as though she has pulled a dark grey blanket over herself and it only covers her back and some of her sides. She has mossy green eyes that gleam with evil cleverness. Her nose is a delicate pink. Her tail is short and plumy. Zarra is slender yet strong and her legs hide very strong muscles. Her ear are large and her claws are blood-stained yellow.
Personality: Zarra is and always will be, a killer. she kills just to see her victims die. Though she wouldn't readily kill a kit needlessly, it is usually a close-call. She feels love for nothing besides her memories and her job. She sometimes provokes other cats to fight them for practice. She fears nothing. Or almost nothing. The only thing in this world that Zarra fears and fears alot...is Scrouge.
History: Zarra was born in a huge mansion where a cruel man bred cats for a living. Zarra was terrified of the huge towering males that would come after her. Her mother died of injuries as were many other females. Zarra searched for a way out and found one. When she was brought in a room for shots, she crashed through a window.
She ran around on the streets for a while, fighting for the tiniest scraps of food. She learned that in this place, you either joined a gang of cats, or you die. So she joined one and learned the tricks of the trade. She learned how to hunt the scrawny rats and how to find meals in otherwise useless garbage. Most importantly however, was learning how to fight.
Street cats have a different way of fighting than clan cats. They fight through depcetion and bluffiing. Honor meant nothing to them. The only code they had heard of was there own, that said, "Gangs own their territory and gain it by killing."That was their law. Eventually Zarra left this place, and went searching for more victims.
Zarra came here and was recruited by Scrouge. She respected him whwn she saw how powerful and evil he was.
IC: "RAAWR!"SPLASH! The sound of a Twoleg monster died away and the muddy water that had been splashed onto the sidewalk settled. Evenin the dark, several eyes appeared on the side of the road.
Zarra hissed. How dare they? Those idiotic Pitches were going to get smothered invading their territory! She would make sure of that! She didn't waste another moment, but lunged across the road and attacked a pair of eyes wich turned out to be a cat with a splotch of black on his forehead.
He snarled in surprise and tried to rake his lcaws over her ribs, but she ducked his claws and came at his chest. The startled tom fell and she left him there groaning.
Another cat, a she-cat, flew at her hissing. Zarra dodged her claws and bit down hard on her tail. The she-cat came flying around and attacheded herself to Zarra's leg. Down they went, snarling and hissing scratching at each other's faces. Zarra lashed out furiously and caught her opponent's shoulder. She ripped her claws over the muscles across the she-cat's sides.
Zarra had won and she turned and stalked away, without the other's even noticing her disappearance.
Code: Secrets