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[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

I WANT YOUR TEETH.

Name:
Gigglebox
Gender:
She-cat
Age:
22 moons
Clan:
WaterClan
Rank:
Warrior

Quick Physical Description:
Calico she-cat with unusual lavender eyes--comprised of mainly white.

Full Physical Description:
Though Gigglebox is not completely riddled with patches, it would be fair enough to call her a calico--for the random splotches on her back, neck, and ears are of several colors. There are stripes appearing on her gingery-blonde patches, but though they are dark, they're harder to see--a bit like a shadow, if you understand my meaning.
Adding to her individuality are her eyes. They are of a natural shape and size--but not color. They may appear grey or blue in the very early morning or deep dusk of the evening...but no, they are a bright lavender, rich in color on the border of the iris and encircling the pupil.
She has a kind face--but you wouldn't like to meet her in battle. Pull back her lips, and you'll see razor-sharp fangs.

Personality:
One might call her like an apple in the summer--beautiful on the outside, but rotton to the core. Not only is her disposition in general rude, but she seems to despise any who come near her.
Gigglebox is quick to fight, despite her name, and takes pleasure in causing pain.
No one knows if it's because she's fascinated by blood, death, or the feelings of others--but she has a tendency to laugh a lot. Creepily. And in odd situations.
One might call her insane.
She regards herself as unique.

History:
Gigglekit. What a strange name for a kit, no? It wasn't because she was a particularly cheerful kit, no...It was because she was prone to giggling while playfighting with her siblings, as well as the incident where her father was killed by a sudden attack of large birds of prey.
She didn't find what was odd about that at the time, and the leader nearly hesitated in giving her her apprentice name.
But she did become Gigglepaw.
Gigglepaw seemed to enjoy her battle training more than any other apprentice had, and she kept up a constant stream of giggles, chuckles, snorts, and laughter.
Again, almost relunctantly, she advanced to "Gigglebox". Was it an affectionate nickname, or perhaps a private joke? None could actually know, but many guessed.
Her mother soon had another litter of kits (to a different tom, naturally), but four out of the five either disappeared or died. It was mysterious, and her mother and her (mother's) mate grieved a long time, but did their best to raise their only son--Milepaw.


Family: Older (half)sister to MILEPAW. (different litter)
Rest of family=Not RP'd.
Mate: *bursts out laughing then slowly dies away* Oh, you were serious?
Kits: PFFT. Chyeah, right...

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

Okay, here she is...

Again, I'm not sure if she'll be a sacrificial lamb. We'll see how things work out.

[WHiR[D]]

Hello? Duncha know? Da pic. 'Tis Escafayde er sompin like that!

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

So? I can use the same picture for different cats if I want to. Just not on the same site.

[Holly]

Okay. Just, tell me if she's going to die...

[[t]Wilted Ros[e]]

*shrug* I dunno!

[Holly]

Never mind, don't tell. There need to be some secrets here. XD

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