Post by murasakihato on Aug 2, 2007 13:41:20 GMT -5
Name: Sugar
Race: Cat demon/elf
Clan: one far from Garendal... that is for sure.((Witchcatclan))
Weapon of choice: Her staff of dark light that can produce about anything except earth and wind
Age: Well...she's not quite sure she's in her early twenties late teens
Appearance: She has three forms. First most common form is her half elf half cat transfiguration. She has long brown hair that comes just past her waist. It has a braid down the left side of her face. Her long white bangs shades her blind eye. She has green eyes; her right one is blind. Her pointed ears are hidden in her hair. Her face is childish, but her figure is very... how would you say it? Sexy like? She wears a dark blue short tank that shows of her mid section a bit. And a matching pair of tight fitting shorts with a black tail. A violet, almost black robe lays loosely on top. She doesn't wear shoes in any of her forms. Her staff is concealed in a necklace around her neck. It is a gem that has three colors all swirled together- blue, black, and red- on a silver choker. Her second form is a brown tabby cat that looks like a tiger with a black tail, but has white specks all over. The choker with the staff concealed inside now has no effect except invisibility and speed boosters. Her third form is least used or seen. Her ears are now cat ears on top of her head and she wears her tank, shorts, and choker. She has her tail and her finger nails have become like cats' nails. Her hair and eyes remain the same.
History: When Sugar was born on the 31st of October, her mother, a elf, and father, a cat demon, knew she'd be different and out casted. But as Sugar grew into a five moon old cat she not only was different, but she was famous. She was the only one in her whole clan that could actually transform at will. Since her mother died when she was only a few weeks old, her father took her to his clan. There she had to remain in cat form, but she never listen to rules. As soon as she began to transform at will the whole clan worshiped her father, but not Sugar. She became famous all right, but with a great price. Her clan could only transform on her birthday, how ever she could not. On Sugar's birthday when she turned seven years old she could no longer change any time she wanted on that day. She remained a cat. Her father and clan abandoned her not thinking it was just a condemned day for her. So for years she wondered by her self, but she knew she'd have to go back some day when all this fuss was over. Almost seven years had past and when she returned she saw nothing but red. Her father was barely a live as she rushed over to him. He handed down his staff of dark light that he had around his neck. He said as he clipped it around her neck, "This was your mother's who gave it to me the day you were born. She wished for you to carry it when I could no more. It is your turn..." He then passed away with the rest of his clan, but not Sugars anymore. She gave her father and friends a proper burial, the rest were left to rot. The enemy that attacked the clan was that her mother was born in. They came back upon the site as Sugar was to leave. She fought hard, she learned the staff's power and warded them off. In the end she left the battle with a blind eye. She ran for years. Her hair grew long. She learned to live alone. She learned to respect nature and nature's beings... but the one thing she hated most was the tribe of elven dogs. She finally traveled into the lands of Garendal after she thought was seven to twelve years. She had lost count.
Pets: she's a cat transfiguration for goodness sakes!
Enemy: those of elven dog blood.
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Race: Cat demon/elf
Clan: one far from Garendal... that is for sure.((Witchcatclan))
Weapon of choice: Her staff of dark light that can produce about anything except earth and wind
Age: Well...she's not quite sure she's in her early twenties late teens
Appearance: She has three forms. First most common form is her half elf half cat transfiguration. She has long brown hair that comes just past her waist. It has a braid down the left side of her face. Her long white bangs shades her blind eye. She has green eyes; her right one is blind. Her pointed ears are hidden in her hair. Her face is childish, but her figure is very... how would you say it? Sexy like? She wears a dark blue short tank that shows of her mid section a bit. And a matching pair of tight fitting shorts with a black tail. A violet, almost black robe lays loosely on top. She doesn't wear shoes in any of her forms. Her staff is concealed in a necklace around her neck. It is a gem that has three colors all swirled together- blue, black, and red- on a silver choker. Her second form is a brown tabby cat that looks like a tiger with a black tail, but has white specks all over. The choker with the staff concealed inside now has no effect except invisibility and speed boosters. Her third form is least used or seen. Her ears are now cat ears on top of her head and she wears her tank, shorts, and choker. She has her tail and her finger nails have become like cats' nails. Her hair and eyes remain the same.
History: When Sugar was born on the 31st of October, her mother, a elf, and father, a cat demon, knew she'd be different and out casted. But as Sugar grew into a five moon old cat she not only was different, but she was famous. She was the only one in her whole clan that could actually transform at will. Since her mother died when she was only a few weeks old, her father took her to his clan. There she had to remain in cat form, but she never listen to rules. As soon as she began to transform at will the whole clan worshiped her father, but not Sugar. She became famous all right, but with a great price. Her clan could only transform on her birthday, how ever she could not. On Sugar's birthday when she turned seven years old she could no longer change any time she wanted on that day. She remained a cat. Her father and clan abandoned her not thinking it was just a condemned day for her. So for years she wondered by her self, but she knew she'd have to go back some day when all this fuss was over. Almost seven years had past and when she returned she saw nothing but red. Her father was barely a live as she rushed over to him. He handed down his staff of dark light that he had around his neck. He said as he clipped it around her neck, "This was your mother's who gave it to me the day you were born. She wished for you to carry it when I could no more. It is your turn..." He then passed away with the rest of his clan, but not Sugars anymore. She gave her father and friends a proper burial, the rest were left to rot. The enemy that attacked the clan was that her mother was born in. They came back upon the site as Sugar was to leave. She fought hard, she learned the staff's power and warded them off. In the end she left the battle with a blind eye. She ran for years. Her hair grew long. She learned to live alone. She learned to respect nature and nature's beings... but the one thing she hated most was the tribe of elven dogs. She finally traveled into the lands of Garendal after she thought was seven to twelve years. She had lost count.
Pets: she's a cat transfiguration for goodness sakes!
Enemy: those of elven dog blood.
Pictures: