Jinxy

[glory]

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Name:
Jinx

Age:
24 Moons

Gender:
She-cat

Clan:
Rogue


Rank:
Warrior

Description:
The appearance of one like Jinx is quite simple and well maybe a tad bit complex. However one look at her and you can't mistake what or who she is, pure & short jet black fur,the cold blue and yet transparent eyes. So let's talk about her, get to know her inside and out, all around, back, front, upside-down, and spinning wheeling doing cartwheels down main street. Jinx isn't a cat who soars high into the sky with long legs and an incredibly huge bodice. She's rather small and lean, perfect for those hard to get places. Her tail on the other hand could be referred to as a giant's baseball bat. It's long and she sometimes gets it caught behind her in some sort of bramble or brush. On the other end we come to her head which comes complete with a set of eyes, one nose, one mouth, two ears, and a few whiskers. Her eyes are a brilliant blue when the sun hits them just at the right angle, but can suddenly become a transparent maybe even ghostly white. Her nose is black and seems to blend in with her color. Her whiskers are black but as you reach the ends turn to a see-through color. The ears sitting on her head are also completely black, no pink,white, or any other color of the rainbow shows on them. Oh almost forgot the not so pearly knives on the ends of her paws. They too inherited the transparent look. Other then that if you missed this earlier, she's jet black.

Short Description:
Jet black she-cat with cold blue or maybe yet transparent eyes.

Personality:
Jinx is a cat that most have a mysterious and unusual feel about...but once you get to know her she's a ball of fun. Jinxstar however doesn't let this show often, maintaining a calm and relaxed state. Her mind is clear and she always welcoming to knew thoughts and ideas. She seems to be the mean and unkind type but only shows this on the outside. Though strict at some points she can handle things with a nice and pleasant tone. Jinx doesn't let things get to her, when she's being talked about then so be it...when things aren't being said about her...who cares. She's perfectly fine either way things might go, and she's ready for just about anything. JInxwill fight for life or death in almost any situation due to a life of torture under her siblings. She has a dislike for the stuckup cats who think they're just the king or queen of the world and rule all. Her decisions are thought through rapidly and then said without hesitation, time must not be wasted in a world that doesn't have much time itself. When loyalty is at the question you won't find it hard to say that Jinxs couldn't be any more loyal. She's a good friend and keeps secrets more then you could imagine. Sometimes she wishes to just run away and go to another clan, another place, but she's chained to the Rogues...where she'll forever stay. Jinx sometimes will yell and scream, letting her frustration out in a place where nobody can bother her. Some call her crazy and others call her plain loony, but all in all...she's just as normal as any one of you are.

History:
Jinx was born on a cold and windy day in an area where a Queen should not of been. By the side of a winding and rushing stream, little Jinxy was welcomed. Upon making it back to camp she was soon in a Nursery with other kits as well as her siblings. Her kit life wasn't full of adventure and games, she wasn't the active type and her mother was sure that something had gone wrong. Reaching Apprentice she trained hard and battled with emotional struggles. Her mother had died and her kin were the kind that proved to be stuck up and rather annoying. Jinx had it hard but worked through, often being reassured and pushed on by a tom named Troutpaw. But as Jinx soon learned, her life just wasn't what she wanted it to be. Upon the night when she sat vigil earning her new name of Jinx, her friend Troutpaw now Troutclaw was killed by a band of rogues that invaded camp. The battle was short and Troutclaw was the only cat to die. She soon went silent and wasn't one to talk much, but carried out her duties with strength and wisdom due to the grief she had weighing down her heart. Troutclaw soon left her mind and heart when she was appointed an Apprentice and shortly after training him, and then running off to the Rogues..

Role Playing Example:
The crater filled, silvery colored moon lite up the sky with its usual eerie light. The black cat known as Jinx or better yet Jinx made her way through the bramble and thick brush she traveled through quite often. Having memorized it like the pad of her paw she challenged herself by closing her ghostly eyes. Son crickets filled her auds, and she knew she had reached the destination she was bound for. Flickering her lids open her capturing eyes looked out across the land she had seen for many years, but it seemed different like it had every other night. Sighing, her sides rose and soon fell with the disappointment of giving up on herself many years ago. She would have to win her heart and soul back from the murky depths where they rested inside her, keeping her pon this earth with her paws on the ground rather then sending her off to float in the sky with the others in Starclan. A cool breeze rustled her short coat, feeling good against her sweaty and sticky bodice. The climb up here wasn't and easy one and she never recalled saying that to a soul. Well, a living one anyways...tears plucked at her eyes as memories that had been pushed back for years stirred themselves up and made a ruckus. Silently she turned, and began to make her way down the hill she had just forced herself to climb up here. With one last and swift, longing look, she headed back down to the Rogue camp.

Crush:
nobody

Other:

[{~.::§ilver::.~}]

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