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Post by [t]Wilted Ros[e] on Nov 16, 2007 20:55:14 GMT -6
Name: Trinity Collerforth (TRINNIE)
Age: Roughly two years.
Gender: Female.
Rank: Kittehpet.
Clan: N/A
Physical Description: Trinnie is a maine coon she-cat with bright amber eyes. Her fur, though mostly white, has many orange, brown, gold, and black patches. She is a small cat, but a flabby stomach (a side-effect from living with twolegs). She is actually quite attractive, by cat standards, the many colors in her fur blending to give a caramel-like appearance.
Personality: She is a fairly kind she-cat, though she has her faults. Many times she's irritated or depressed without knowing exactly why, and takes it out on her friends (to whom she apologizes later). Trinnie's not a guilt-ridden kittypet, and she's your typical "Pet me and I'll Purr" type. She likes to try to catch fish in the small pond in her housefolk's garden, and often visits the local park to chat with friends and to look for the fabled "Forest Monsters".
History: Her two years have not been particularly eventful ones, and you would think a cat would get smarter after living with twolegs that long. But, no. Trinnie is constantly pushed off puzzles and sent outside, where she looks for warrior cats (Forest Monsters), which she heard about in her first trip to Brandon Memorial Park, about six months after she came to her new home as a kit. Trinnie has had two litters, both of which were given away, though she sometimes sees one or two of her kits here or there.
IC: The curious, multi-colored she-cat bounced towards the large yellow insect. She was, again, in the local park. And not one sighting! "I thought you said the 'Tree cats' frequented here, Augsbery.
The tom next to her shrugged his bony shoulders. "They used to, certainly, before so many housefolk moved in."
Trinnie sat in silence, then suddenly leaned to the side, catching herself in her mate's bristly, dirty, loner pelt. "Maybe next week, eh?"
Other: Trinnie has two mates, but the one she truly loves is Augsbery. Her other mate, Dante, is who her housefolk wanted her to mate with, and who was she to refuse them?
But yeah. She doesn't really like Dante. He's a prick. =3
Age: Roughly two years.
Gender: Female.
Rank: Kittehpet.
Clan: N/A
Physical Description: Trinnie is a maine coon she-cat with bright amber eyes. Her fur, though mostly white, has many orange, brown, gold, and black patches. She is a small cat, but a flabby stomach (a side-effect from living with twolegs). She is actually quite attractive, by cat standards, the many colors in her fur blending to give a caramel-like appearance.
Personality: She is a fairly kind she-cat, though she has her faults. Many times she's irritated or depressed without knowing exactly why, and takes it out on her friends (to whom she apologizes later). Trinnie's not a guilt-ridden kittypet, and she's your typical "Pet me and I'll Purr" type. She likes to try to catch fish in the small pond in her housefolk's garden, and often visits the local park to chat with friends and to look for the fabled "Forest Monsters".
History: Her two years have not been particularly eventful ones, and you would think a cat would get smarter after living with twolegs that long. But, no. Trinnie is constantly pushed off puzzles and sent outside, where she looks for warrior cats (Forest Monsters), which she heard about in her first trip to Brandon Memorial Park, about six months after she came to her new home as a kit. Trinnie has had two litters, both of which were given away, though she sometimes sees one or two of her kits here or there.
IC: The curious, multi-colored she-cat bounced towards the large yellow insect. She was, again, in the local park. And not one sighting! "I thought you said the 'Tree cats' frequented here, Augsbery.
The tom next to her shrugged his bony shoulders. "They used to, certainly, before so many housefolk moved in."
Trinnie sat in silence, then suddenly leaned to the side, catching herself in her mate's bristly, dirty, loner pelt. "Maybe next week, eh?"
Other: Trinnie has two mates, but the one she truly loves is Augsbery. Her other mate, Dante, is who her housefolk wanted her to mate with, and who was she to refuse them?
But yeah. She doesn't really like Dante. He's a prick. =3
