Post by Raz on May 16, 2012 17:28:34 GMT -5
Name: Kitty Softpaws
Age: Early 20's mentally, 4 in Cat years.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
The one on the left
Key/Lock Holder: Puss (in Boots), though I'm pretty open to most pairings.
Brief History: Kitty was born as a stray, learning quickly how to fend for herself while out on the streets. One day, a Family took her in, treated her like a member of the Family. She honestly didn't know why, but her 'Family' had her declawed and chucked her back out on to the streets, and ever since she had lived the life of a Thief.
After the events in 'Puss in Boots', Kitty left San Ricardo and hasn't really seen her beloved Puss in Boots since then. After a year of wandering, the feline gave up on love and kept up her former life as a Thief, caring about no-one else but her own nine lives and the score. Kitty was holding up in a small town for a few months, doing what she needed to get by. After receiving a letter delivered by a former friend, Kitty decided to start Dating again and stows away on a ship bound for the Island.
Sample post: Feline sighed as she propped herself up with her elbows against the kitchen counter, Boots, mask, weapon and cloak discarded and left in her room. Azure gaze shifted from the smooth granite countertop to the cup in one paw, swirling some milk around in a shot glass she had procured from the cupboard. For her, to say that she was tired was an understatement. While she often kept her fur clean and neat, it was ruffled and sticking up in odd places. Her posture clearly showed that she hadn't had a good night's sleep.
With an irritated huff and a growl, the Feline downed her drink and muttered a few choice curse words in spanish as she slammed the glass back down in an attempt to settle her seething temper, glaring at the empty glass. "Ugh! That..That Culo...'But I need someone who's more in tune with me', I'll show that idiot who's in tune when I make him choke on my boot..."
It wasn't because of Nightmares that she was acting like this, but another Tomcat who she had met a while ago...He just didn't understand. Kitty then heaved a sigh, lifting the locket she wore around her neck with a free paw, expression turning from anger to crestfallen as she watched her reflection in the metal before letting it thump back against her chest again. No, that other Cat didn't understand her...But she knew someone else who did. She just needed to hold out hope.
Age: Early 20's mentally, 4 in Cat years.
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Image:
The one on the left
Key/Lock Holder: Puss (in Boots), though I'm pretty open to most pairings.
Brief History: Kitty was born as a stray, learning quickly how to fend for herself while out on the streets. One day, a Family took her in, treated her like a member of the Family. She honestly didn't know why, but her 'Family' had her declawed and chucked her back out on to the streets, and ever since she had lived the life of a Thief.
After the events in 'Puss in Boots', Kitty left San Ricardo and hasn't really seen her beloved Puss in Boots since then. After a year of wandering, the feline gave up on love and kept up her former life as a Thief, caring about no-one else but her own nine lives and the score. Kitty was holding up in a small town for a few months, doing what she needed to get by. After receiving a letter delivered by a former friend, Kitty decided to start Dating again and stows away on a ship bound for the Island.
Sample post: Feline sighed as she propped herself up with her elbows against the kitchen counter, Boots, mask, weapon and cloak discarded and left in her room. Azure gaze shifted from the smooth granite countertop to the cup in one paw, swirling some milk around in a shot glass she had procured from the cupboard. For her, to say that she was tired was an understatement. While she often kept her fur clean and neat, it was ruffled and sticking up in odd places. Her posture clearly showed that she hadn't had a good night's sleep.
With an irritated huff and a growl, the Feline downed her drink and muttered a few choice curse words in spanish as she slammed the glass back down in an attempt to settle her seething temper, glaring at the empty glass. "Ugh! That..That Culo...'But I need someone who's more in tune with me', I'll show that idiot who's in tune when I make him choke on my boot..."
It wasn't because of Nightmares that she was acting like this, but another Tomcat who she had met a while ago...He just didn't understand. Kitty then heaved a sigh, lifting the locket she wore around her neck with a free paw, expression turning from anger to crestfallen as she watched her reflection in the metal before letting it thump back against her chest again. No, that other Cat didn't understand her...But she knew someone else who did. She just needed to hold out hope.
