Post by { { vitanni ♥ } } on Jul 8, 2012 19:15:10 GMT -5
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NAME// Lightningflare.
AGE// Fifteen Moons.
GENDER// Feminine.
CLAN// Shoreclan.
DESIRED POSITION// Warrior.
SHORT DESCRIPTION// A thin, petite she-cat with lush scarlet-tinted, tawny fur & shimmering golden eyes.
DESCRIPTION//
Lightningflare; not quite the devastating gorgeousness, although there is something...enticing about her appearance. Fine looking, well yes, of course, bound to be so, she does happen to be quite attractive. She is however, beautifully proportioned, there being not a thing misplaced about the lass, her features finely arranged into the portrait of a subtle allure. More onto the fierce side of beauty, her attributes slither into the wild side, more exotic than most. Petite, although sleek her structure small, full fledged with muscle & pure strength. She makes a truly brilliant fighter, dynamically tireless, awfully precise. Surely eye-catching would be these striking robes an awesome characteristic of hers, flowing in terse tufts, coursing to become a massive stream of scarlet. Textured to be soft, to glimmer only in vivid luminiscence and nothing more, otherwise casting off the appearance of a sublime russet fluff sliding
over her frame. On stout paws, rather than swiftness she has grace into her step, a firm stamina & a sturdiness unfathomable as you've gazed upon her form that's almost dainty in the eyes of the naive. Bathed in scarlet, rich velvety tones of this hue conform the basis of the canvas, mottled by kaleidoscopic sets of hazy sepia, specifically spiraling about her paws. The colours fade in at the bottom, flashing out towards the crown of her skull to be precise, into her facade are the brightest of hues. Souls of pure, luminous gold tend to be the most
beautiful attribute she possesses. Most definitely stunning, it's the very brilliance of her essence coming to life. Deep, honeyed amber drizzled with the lightest of citrine, even with a twinge of green in just the right light. Lightningflare, pretty in her own way. You'll have to be the different sort to see the beauty. Both inside out.
PERSONALITY//
Lightningflare, the true embodiment of effervesence itself. The perfect manner to describe her erratically flaring amounts of energy would be vivacious, Thunderflare rejoices in life and nothing more. Blissful & vibrant, with mirthful charisma, enchantingly boundless energy to last evermore, the lass is tireless with a massive loyalty to her clan. Most often well known to be rather finicky & immature, Lightningflare portrays the attitude of a child. Sparking with vibrancy to last forever, there is an ever present zest to her actions, to her words, there's always something propelling her into becoming what she is. There is, not a moment of serenity when it comes to being in Lightningflare's ever flickering presence, monotony is far from her actions. Non-stop laughter & joy, a myriad of silly jokes & mad games. Thunderflare acts just like an over-excited kit, for the majority of the time. Teasing, playing, with curiousity for everything in her surroundings. Although the fun tends to fly overboard at times, no feline would dare to defy the loyalty for her clan. At times she seems, nearly distant from her clan, her friendliness with everyone casting the shade of dubious betrayal falling over her. Some think she's gone a bit mad, as she thinks in a manner none else does, Lightningflare sees the world in a differing way that many simply cannot comprehend. With odd remarks & unclear phrases, at times it seems that her wits are busted up, and it's likely that they are, just a bit,
even though it's not quite enough for just about everyone to notice. She still has reason, she still has logic. Lightningflare is spontaneous, impulsive, perhaps to say, reckless? For those who she loves, the girl will do just about anything and when provoked. A bit of a fireball she is, with these ways she is a little crazy, but deep down, aren't we all little "off?"
EXPERIENCE//
Born to a pair of curiously contrasting creatures, she was conceived by an odd set of two. Her father so terribly handsome, with this sleek bit of charm he possessed and the mad lust he had to get all the she-cats he wanted into his possession. Her mother, once so beautiful, was a wrecked up critter by the time she bore Khrysor's fifth litter, he never could have quite enough. Lightningflare's father wanted as many offspring possible, to carry his blood onward. Both of her parents were rogues, each living in their own little world of craze. The girl's
mother, Dianye, simply didn't have what it took to grant a child a mother's unwavering love. She was, much too absorbed by Khrysor's capriciousness, his twisted ways draining what little life she had left. But there was one thing that kept her at his side. - Love. She loved him, madly, more of an obsession. Although in the very end, she abandoned her children. Curiously into clan land, with the intention to have 'em all die, they all did. All but two. Lightningflare & her sister were taken in by the clan, her sister facing death a few days afterward. However Lightningflare lived on, despite having all odds against, she's alive as anyone is today.
OTHER//
Minor mental issues, although she is clever in her own way. Her memories are a bit jumbled up, and she thinks in slightly diverse ways; otherwise she's a perfectly sane cat.
