Post by TANSYMiST ! on Nov 20, 2009 22:52:10 GMT -5
TANSYMIST
[/size][/center]Gender: female
Age: 24 moons
Rank: Queen
Appearance:
The sun dappled the AshClan territory as a gorgeous tabby danced into the clearing. Sparrows sang above her in melody that could compare to the beautiful she-cat on the forest floor. Besides the birds, there was a plethera of sounds to be heard. The she-cat twitched her long silver ears, picking up the sounds of a stream babbling nearby. A green fish, as shiny and luminescent as the eyes of the cat, splashed through the shallow water, trying to find its' way back home.
The she-cat padded, as silently as the wind, toward the stream. She seemed to dance as her long, graceful limbs hit the forest floor. But she didn't have the body of a dancer; she was largely built and muscular, not lithe and small. The stream paused in a small pool off to the side of it's normal course, and the cat sat down near it, flicking her flume of a white tail and laying it across her paws. Looking into the water, she spied her reflection gazing back at her. Her face was wide, but at the same time, beautiful. The image that reminds one of a fleur de liz rests on her forehead. White whiskers fly out of her muzzle like icicles. Her nose is as pink as a sunset, with white fur plummeting from her entire muzzle. White as pure as snow surround stunning green and gray eyes, which show her knowledge as a Clan cat. Black stripes cover her face in crossing patterns without a reason.
Her whole pelt is striped with these black lines, except for her legs. Her apendages are a soft white and gray color, and rise up to her body like socks. She has long, fluffy fur that is somehow never tangled with twigs or burrs from the forest. Around her neck is a mane-like collection of white fur, that billows around her face, making her look somewhat like a lion.
Flumes of black and silver fur come out from behind her legs, which lead down to giant paws. They spread wide and embrace the forest floor with a sense of pride and accomplishment.
She stands up abruptly, and tilts her head toward the sky, scenting the air with her mouth wide open. A row of glistening teeth are exposed, shining in the sunlight. Suddenly, the she-cat saunters off toward the prey she has scented, crouched low to the ground and totally silent.
Personality:
Tansymist is an easy-going AshClan cat that doesn't really understand her full potential. She realizes that she is in a very driven Clan, but feels like she almost doesn't belong. In her Clan, she is very exuberant and likes to be the center of everybody's mind. She is loud, but at the same time, silent. It depends on how she is feeling that day to determine her mood. She is extremely subordinate to all of the other cats in AshClan, and doesn't like to go against anything that anybody says. She is a victim of her own bad self-esteem, one that will not turn to others for help but inside herself for answers because of the fear of being rejected. She does not care for any of the rebellious she-cats that have run away from the Clan, because to her, their self-esteem is a lot worse than her own. She feels that they have run away from age-old traditions, and completely turned against Tansymist and the friends that have held them in AshClan. Tansymist feels personally betrayed from their behavior, because she was good friends with some of them in the nursery.
Tansymist has no problem with the superior male population. She enjoys the patriarchy, and it gives her a purpose in life. It gives her a reason to live: to please the toms. Without Tansymist in the Clan, or any of the nannies or queens, all of AshClan would fall apart, so she cherishes her position highly.
History:maybe later
