Post by Thunderstruck on Oct 2, 2015 21:48:42 GMT
 Spark "Here I go, on my own, all alone, lost control" general info
APPEARANCE
As a kit Spark was much more fluffy than big. Her fur grew out quickly and her body did not, so she was a walking ball of fluffy for most of her known life, only in the past 2 moons did she finally start to grow into an actual cat. And when she grew, man she grew big. Not big for the average cat, but big for how small she was, now she actually stood up next to her siblings! You could probably say she's the runt of the litter, or was. Now along with the bigger frame came longer fur and some longer claws, unusually long, actually, Something she always tries to keep hidden, she doesn't like the idea of hurting anyone with them. Her eyes are a light purple, to match her mothers, They shine brightly in the night and give off a faint glow in the day when the sun hits them just right. Her Bulkier build gives her an edge on playing with her family though, a little extra push to stand up to her brothers.  personality
Spark has quite the electrifying personality. Well.... Not really, she's actually pretty quiet and easy going cats you could find, but what she lacks in energetic explosive outbursts, she makes up for in being a good shoulder to lean on when times get rough, like the time her Flame got a thorn stuck in his paw and cried for 3 days(5 minutes) because mom and dad wouldn't pull it out(Flame wouldn't sit still), Spark was there for him to cry on after it was out(Flame is a wuss.) Spark loves to sit and listen to groups of older cats talk. She values the opinion of an experienced cat over her own any day, which can lead to some easy misdirection. When she was 4 moons old, she was telling her mom a story about how Flame and Dewy were climbing trees to catch owls, (Not a good idea) Her mom freaked out and told Spark "If you move from this spot I will make you sleep on the roof!" Before running out to find her brothers. ... Spark did not move from that spot for 3 days, no matter what her mom told her. It was a long 3 days...
HISTORY Spark was born to her parents in a 4 cat litter, 2 toms, 2 she cats. All of them easily identifiable. Spark was the White shecat with purple eyes like her mom's, And that suited her just fine. Spark from an early age loved to sit and watch her family play and socialize with each other, her being content to just sit and listen, learning everything she could. Their was a bigger reason behind her unwillingness to participate in kit-hood games... She was quite small. Being the runt of the litter left her at a... shall we say, disadvantage when it came to being tossed around by her brothers like a dog toy, See they were big and strong and she was tiny and weak, but things would change. Oh yes would they change, see, as she grew, she got back the lost size, and by 4 moons she was standing just under her brothers height. Enough to make an impression if they messed with her. However, she was also carrying another weapon in her arsenal, but would would hardly know it considering how often she used them. If you bothered to take a look at her claws, you'd notice how.. unusually large they were. If she bothered to use them, they might leave a bigger impression, but she never wanted too, the idea of hurting another cat never appealed to her after she watched her dad fight another cat. Oh yeah, See I forgot to mention that, while she was out with her father one day, at the age of 7 moons, her life took a very different turn. See, she had a very special relationship with her dad, he was always a cat who looked for the safest way out of any situation he was put into. Malcolm was a cat who would put his life on the line to ensure the safety of everyone he met, even if he only just met you. And Spark loved that about her dad. Her dad would always try and solve whatever problem he was put into without having to fight, but when they were jumped in the mountains by two cats neither she nor her father recognized, Malcolm tossed Spark behind him and the two cats jumped on him, Spark ran. She ran as fast as her paws would take her and she hid. she hid in a small hole in the side of a mountain trail. big enough for her, small enough to keep others out, and here. she cried. She had no idea what she was going to tell her mom, or her brothers. They would hate her, they would despise everything she was. And so here she sat. As rain slowly began to drop out of the sky above. She was going to stay here. Or so she thought. She got comfortable and cried herself to sleep, but as morning rolled around, a curious smell of another cat flooded her nose. Her eyes opened violently and she sat up and looked around. Nothing. Spark decided she had nothing better to do and got to her paws following the scent, it smelled almost like her father, but it couldn't be, could it? It didn't matter, soon the scent came to a waterfall that crashed down into a forest below. Spark decided that this might make for a better self exile than a cave in the middle of a mountain. So off she went, to find something to do with herself, at 7 moons old and with only enough knowledge to hunt for herself at the most basic level, she was going to see if she could survive, or die trying. With the memory of her father now freshly burned into her mind and a family she's all but certain doesn't want to speak to her, she entered the forest of the clans, and she didn't even know it. THREAD TRACKER This section is not necessary, but is provided if a member wishes to keep track of the threads that this character participates in. | ooc info  ☆ NAME☆ your ooc name ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS☆ n/a if none |