Post by Koiro on Oct 16, 2011 11:47:07 GMT -5
Name;; Koiro
Age;; 3 years.
Gender;; Female.
Breed;; Bobcat.
Pride;; None.
Position;; Loner.
Height;; Average, around 50 cm.
Weight:: 6.8 kg.
Appearence;;
Theres not all that much you can say to describe this small feline, as she shares the typical traits that most cats of her species do, meaning she's not exactly what you'd call 'out of the ordinary'. Her soft fur is a light brown colour, almost like that of golden sand, and is dotted with darker spots, that align into patterns when Koiros movements cause her skin to scrunch up in areas, such as when she sits down.
One of the only things that could be thought of as not quite normal, are her ears. They are a couple of centimetres bigger than what you'd usually see on other Bobcats, and appear as though they are slightly too large in contrast to the size of her face, giving her a clumsy sort of look about her. Koiro's whiskers are long and white, her eyes a dull amber colour, and her slightly tufted ears are tipped with a dark brown. Her tail is thick, and of course, slightly 'bobbed'.
Personality;;
Koiro is not the bravest of souls. Infact, she's a total wuss. The small feline would much rather run and hide, even if it means giving up her sleeping spot or her freshly caught prey, than get into a fight. She is completely aware of her size compared to the larger, more commonly found species in her region, and in her eyes, it would not be worth the loss of both energy and probably blood when attempting to go up against one of these beastly felines. Given that she is a small cat, and not the strongest of creatures either, running and hiding up a tree is much the safer option in life. So that is where she will stay. Up her tree.
When it comes to meeting other felines, Koiro is generally calm and collected. She is open and friendly, and is definitely not one to refuse a nice sit and chat session. That's aslong as her company aren't too much bigger than herself. If she even spots a cat that is too large for her liking, more times than not, she will hide. However, thanks to her profficientcy at tree climbing, that isn't too hard a task.
History;;
To be honest, theirs not all that much that can be told over Koiro's past. She was born to parents that belonged to no particular family group, in a litter of three, but unfortuantely, was the only surviving kit. After a year, she left her parents protection to venture out into the big wide world by herself. That was when she realised how scary it is, and just how big the other cat breeds could be. So, as you can imagine, she has spent a whole lot of her life perched safely up trees, as that is the one place she feels safest. The young feline never really spoke to many others, and has never claimed a mate, so she does crave the company sometimes.
Other;;
Anything else we need to know?
Your Name;; Katie (Greenfly)
Other Characters;; None.
Roleplaying Experience;; About 6 years? But with wolves, not Cats :3
Sample;; From a wolf Rp:
'I will handle this myself..'
The small femme snorted, annoyed that once again Shade had decided not to obay her orders. For gods sake, how much would it take for him to understand that he was supposed to do as she told him. That meant to spill whatever the hell it was he wanted to say, even if he did not want to say it infront of his audience, and not to go off by himself to deal with 'this' himself. She was the higher rank here, would it really be so hard for her pack to understand that, even for a single day?! Before she even had time to snap at him the fact that he was not to go off and attempt to handle a situation that she was not even aware of by himself, Shade was off, his thirst for a fight seemingly getting the better if his mind. 'Kishi watched him disappear, hearing her son mutter something rude about him in response to the Brutes original harsh words. The femme merely figured the pair were asserting their ranks with eachother, so thought nothing of it.
'She should, as long as every day isn't like this.'
The short alphess smiled, silently agreeing with what the Shaman had said. She too hoped that this sort of drama did not happen every day, especially the sort that involved human activity on her lands. As much as those strange creatures intrigued her, she didn't want to see a repeat of the days events, particularly the whole 'both Helgea and Shade being shot at' scenario. "Make sure you keep an eye on her." Kishi said, knowing that the comment wasn't really needed, as Frost would know to do this; it was in her kind heart, but felt she should say something. In her mind, the femme noted that she must make sure she spent some quality time with these two faes. She'd been spending so much time in the company of Shade the past month or so, that some female companionship would be nice for a change.
Speaking of Shade, it came of no shock to Kishi when the very Brute came racing out of trees, straight towards her son. It seemed he had heard the rude comment. She frowned as Shade smacked his entire weight into Koiro, tackling the young male to the ground and snarling at him with a viscious manner. Not being one to take this sort of thing lightly, much like his father before him, Koiro growled in an outraged manner, attempting to fight back, but failing against a wolf that was so much bigger than him. "Enough!" Kishi snapped, padding towards the two of them in anger. "You, stop being an idiot." She said in the direction of Shade, as he released Koiro, "and you, stop tormenting him." the femme ordered her son, in the same fuming tone of voice.
The larger of the two males stepped towards her, saying something in the direction of the smaller wolf, before whispering into her ear, everything that he apparently had wanted to say before. Kishi could hear annoyed growls coming from Koiro, but she ignored them, listening intently to what Shade was saying. Three humans were heading their way. This was alarming news, and what was veen more worrying wa the fact that the pack really couldn't move away from here in such a hurry, as it wouldn't be fair on Helgea. She still did not quite understand why Shade hadn't wanted to tell the rest of the pack this news, but right now, that was the leats of her worries. She had to get the Xyla to safety, and right now, the dens was pretty much the only shelter that would serve their needs; hopefully. "And so you thought you'd go off and deal with them by yourself. Nice." She said to Shade sarcastically, still annoyed by what had just happened. "Everybody needs to move into the dens. Now." She said, her voice carrying a certain heir of authority, before padding over to the struggling helgea, after hearing her yelp in pain when she had attempted to stand. "Frost, we need to move her. Sorry Helgea, this might hurt."
