DONEE

[kitty]

open the b o o k_____________________

• call my name Shatteredrain
  
• watched the moon 18 moons
  
• to attract the opposite she-cat
  
• the blood flows um.
  
• on this hill i stand warrior
  
• to stay loyal, to defend l'eau
  
• such a pretty face [xx]
  

a look inside this work in progress_____________________________

• a rough sketch
  

  -what a beautiful picture, just that little she-cat staning all alone, glancing over her shoudler at you, indigo eyes flashing misichivously, more closer to a deep violet, really. Her coat is that of the snow, a vivid, clean-laundry type of white, all washed and fresh. Her build lean and rockin' as her frame almost tom-ish, but still in the most insanely pretty way, or maybe it's just her face, planted upon a delicate skull that swivels to meet your gaze gracefully, almost as graceful as her paw steps on long legs, long and agile, leaping and bounding with speed and style; enough to get here from here to there in a blink. Her coat is so simple, all short and cropped close to her muscular and strong bodice, ensuring a quick wash, though no matter how often she does just that- an avid groomer, she is.-

thoughts in my head

-look at me, dear boy, just look my way. She'll flash you that smile, baring all those bright teeth, innocence and playful teasing tantizes you, tantalizes any tom in his right mind. Shatteredrain down right knows this, and she loves it, that feeling of absolute power over a love-scik's mind, toss him around, throw him to and fro and give him mind a little jiggle, shake it up.. but she isn't entirely cruel, in fact, she's rather sweet for any ordinary day, but everyone has their little ambitious streak don't they? What's the absolute harm in having a little slef indulgence? Nothing, it could even be seen as a weakness, for all these toms chasing her around, it can build up Shatter's ego just a tad? Whose couldn't it? Any rival she-cat or ex- could so easily take her down with a striking blow, leaving her self-confidence crippled, but have no fear, Shatteredrain would oh so easily build it back up to standard in about a moon or so, bringing down her little enemy in an instant, for she always has a couple spare 'burns' hidden in her pocket.-

• a story of my own
  

  -just living the life of a warrior, her parents both still live strong and noble, warriors like their daughter. Her brother, too, strong and fierce as any, though his left hind leg is partially immobalized from being struck by lightning one night, nothing of the sort has ever damaged or scarred this young she-cat, oh no. No, Shatter-tatter lived the life of any cheerful and flirtatious young she-cat as an apprentice, though it got the best of her on occastions, who doesn't it? Sometimes her mentor couldn't even help flirting back, but who could resist those indigo eyes. No one. But she stays innocent, nothing becomes of these harmless dances of fun and adolescence, nothing ever will.

  
  

information we need__________________

• find it in the rules -taking care of tigerstar? xD
  
• etc..etc..etc.. - Ugh. This font is so small, I can't even read my own bio. Blurg. I'm unsupping, sorry. xD