Post by klynel on Jul 9, 2008 6:50:18 GMT -5
open the b o o k_____________________
a look inside this work in progress_____________________________
information we need__________________
- call my name -D u l l e y e s-
- watched the moon 15 moons
- to attract the opposite Tom
- the blood flows Bengal Tabby Mix
- on this hill i stand Warrior
- to stay loyal, to defend Caelumclan
- controlling my ability She increases the density of the air, creating a fog around her.
- such a pretty face[xx]
a look inside this work in progress_____________________________
- a rough sketch
Dark rings and drips splattered across her golden pelt. Her eyes are a murky brown, smothered by a white veil. Her paws and ankles are riddled with minor scars. Her whiskers are frayed and damaged, broken or all together missing. The tip of her tail is clipped. She's well groomed otherwise.
thoughts in my head
Dulleyes hates beating around the bush, and would rather deal with a problem head on. She goes into a lot of things head-first, despite her disability. She learns strait from her mistakes, only learning to avoid thorns after she's already caught in them. She doesn't care for surprises, but her own position has made her merciful and honest in all that she does. Dulleyes is trustworthy to her grave. She is truly grateful to her clan, for allowing her to live, also. Her sense of hearing, touch and smell in their acute states made her an apt hunter and scout, often detecting what others might dismiss. She is well aware of the reliance of sight in other cats, and thus uses her power to cripple them in the manner. Her fog allows others to see as she does, which works well for training apprentices in her forte skills.
Dulleyes hates beating around the bush, and would rather deal with a problem head on. She goes into a lot of things head-first, despite her disability. She learns strait from her mistakes, only learning to avoid thorns after she's already caught in them. She doesn't care for surprises, but her own position has made her merciful and honest in all that she does. Dulleyes is trustworthy to her grave. She is truly grateful to her clan, for allowing her to live, also. Her sense of hearing, touch and smell in their acute states made her an apt hunter and scout, often detecting what others might dismiss. She is well aware of the reliance of sight in other cats, and thus uses her power to cripple them in the manner. Her fog allows others to see as she does, which works well for training apprentices in her forte skills.
- a story of my own
She was born blind. Handfuls suggested that she be entrusted to Starclan, being that the world was to harsh for someone with that sort of handicap. However, her mother had trouble in bearing kits, and would not surrender a kit who had survived pregnancy due to picky peers. She spoke often to her little one, encouraging her all the way through kit-hood.
As an apprentice with developing ability, she was challenged by her own peers on her 'usefulness to the clan'. Descending a fog over their eyes, she struggled to prove her worth to them. Most apprentices victimized by her means viewed her as a menace, including her brother. A few managed to see through to her, holding her in awe. They grew to be dearest friends in a little while, and quite the dynamic trio.
The clan bickered her becoming a warrior. However, her mother's dedication was honored the day she was given her warrior name. Her friends thought she deserved a name that held more honour, but she refused to fight it. "This is my name. It represents what I've been through. This is my Warriorship, and I will show them how much I've bloomed."
information we need__________________
- find it in the rules ~Taking Care of Our Demise~
- etc..etc..etc.. Fog is essentially evaporated water...so I wasn't sure what clan to put her in...O.o