Post by x.hexxed on Aug 6, 2007 0:22:50 GMT -5
Name: Hexxedstar
Moons: 34
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Leader
Short-Description:
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Moons: 34
Gender: She-Cat
Clan: StormClan
Rank: Leader
Short-Description:
A small, ghostly silver tabby she cat with pale haunting blue eyesPicture:
www.mainecoons-olirosecats.com/syma%20011.jpgDescription:
x.the ghost of you.xPersonality:
Hexxedstar is a rather small, haunting looking she cat. That is, to say the least. Her build is thin and rather lanky with muscles yet rippling beneath her shaggy coat. Some cats call her beautiful and envy her, others think she's just the creepy, frightening leader of StormClan. Both descriptions fit her just fine. She's just overall a spooky cat to come across. Thin, muscular and always wearing a gaunt expression. Not all cat's who meet her find her too charming at first sight.
x.a phantom in the night.x
Hexxedstar's pelt is long since she is a Maine Coon cat. Though, she doesn't look like most of the colourful maine coons you'd see roaming the forest of the clans. She's more like a ghost. Her coat is of silver silken hairs, tinted with darker grays in a few places. Quite the sight she is. She is silver all on her back, up to her forhead and silver down to her tail tip. Her chest is light light grey, or white maybe, as well as her paws and face. Over the silver she has swirly or smudgy black markings, that make her appear all the more stunning really. Though, mostly, she looks as faint as a ghost and most mistake her as one.
x.the walking corpse.x
Hexxedstar's legs are long and her paws small. Even though her paws are so tiny, she is still able to run swiftly and with great agility. Which brings us to another reason why cats find her so terrifying. She seems to glide along the forest floor as she runs, making her seem even more like a ghost. Hexxedstar's legs are ringed with black markings that are slightly smudged looking. Her paws are white, like her
chest. Her tail is long and feathery. The black swirling markings end at her very tail tip, and his whole tail is silver like the rest of her.
x.what lies in her eyes.x
Hexxedstar's face is smaller to fit on her miniscule body. She has a few small black markings on her face, but they look more like tabby marks. She has two large ears perking up from her head, silver but tipped with black. The bridge of her nose is light grey ending at a small faded blue-ish nose. On either side of her nose is a faded misty blue eye. Ghostly enough to make an enemy freeze in fear, dead charge. Misted enough to make any cat gawk in awe. Her whiskers are long and white.
x.you can have whats left of me.x
Hexxedstar bears many, many scars. Scars from battle, scars from betrayal, scars from anything and everything. She looks almost half dead with her many visible scars. They no longer hurt her anymore, most being so old as from when she was a kit. She has three long, fading claw lines running from her right shoulder down to the middle of her front right leg. Hexxedstar has several small claw marks running down her tail like stripes of grey. Over her left eye she has a scarlet and black (never properly healed) scar, though it fails to damage her eyesight. She has two missing claws on her left back foot, as well as twin scars running up her leg, though they are short. Her ears are tattered, mostly her left one though, which barely stands in one piece. She also has a small indent in the bridge of her nose where she was bitten by a certain unruly kit in the nursery. Other than that, she bears many other unseen scars, ones hidden by her thick coat.
x.death becomes her.x
On the rare occasions that Hexxedstar gets angrgy, you'd better watch your back. When she's angry, she's really angry. Now, here are some characteristics of her when she is in this state, so you know when to keep out of aher way. Her face will contort and her eyes will blaze like wildfire and if you look into her blue optics, you'' feel as though daggers of ice were peircing your soul. Sometimes, you can't even see her pupils because they become such thin slits, this makes her seem all the more like a phantom. Her pelt prickles adn stands tall, her tail becomes fluffed up. She seems to grow ten times her own size. Her hooked claws unsheath, and she bears her pearly white teeth. And overall, she just looks so much darker, like a shadow almost. she usually just scares away her enemies.
x.bleed my words.x
Something I haven't yet mentioned about Hexxedstar are her teeth, and her claws. Her weapons. The very things that took many lives. Her claws are long, unusually long, and they are sharpened. At the end they are hooked, giving her a painful extra effect on enemies. Her teeth, as well are sharp like daggers. Both her claws and her canines are pure, ivory, snow white. It is unknown as to how her teeth and claws are kept so clean, when she lioves the life of a warrior cat every day.
x.these pages are all torn and frayed.xHistory:
Hexxedstar's personality is actually quite straight forward. Easy enough to explain. Er... well maybe not actually. Basically, her personality matches her looks. Spooky, ghostly, dark, quiet. Not really a cat one would like to meet while taking a midnight stroll. Hexxedstar only acts naturally. So for her, it's very much natural to be ghostly.
x.all alone she turns to stone.x
Hexxedstar is rather reserved, and quiet. She isn't exactly a chatty-kathy to the company of most cats and will often barely speak, even when spoken to. Hexxedstar likes to distance herself from the other clans. She doesn't mind being mutual, but she doens't want to be choosing sides when it comes down to war and battle. Hexxedstar really has no urge to cause skirmishes beetween clans by taking territory and prey. She thinks it's unreasonable, and that StarClan will repay them for their hardship and loyalty to the code. She does however, have unwavering loyalty to her clan and will try to do anything for the good of it. But of course, she will not disobey the warriors code to do it. Sometimes, she can be slightly harsh and unforgiving, with a rather remorseful nature. Hexxedstar will not stand for disloyalty, but she will be reasonable in any matter. Period. So, you'd imagine she has a pretty toned down temperment, which she does, and uses on a regular basis. Hexxedstar is creepy and a seemingly dilusional at times, but there's more.
x.who i am hates who i've been.x
Hexxedstar is fairly secretive. Well secretive about things in her clan, of which she is very protective of. She will state how her clan is doing truthfully, and won't deny it's state. She is a mastermind, a quiet one. She knows what she's doing. Hexxedstar is rather quiet at gatherings, never sharing much about her doings and her odd seeing power. Hexxedstar is not particularly bossy, but as I said, a genious. And, she will not bully cats into doing what she wants. She won't make you do anything if your not up for it.
x.i watched the world float to the darkside of the moon.x
Sometimes, Hexxedstar can seem completely emotionless. She has a tough exterior, and a ting with her, is that she rarely lets anyone in to her heart, which is in there somewhere. Hexxedstar is ruthless in battle, and she is sometimes tough, but she has a softer side deep inside her. You have to really dig though, to find a living being inside her ghostly form. If she really knows you, and really trusts you, she'll say what she's feeling and what she may be thinking, which is something she doesn't say much about. Because, on the outside, she just seems a wise, brave, loyal leader.
x.times sqaure can't shine as bright as you.x
Lastly, Hexxedstar is a bit different from all the other cats. She sees what most do not. Even leader-wise. She runs off in the middle of the night because of dreams, and may sit in front of something for days without saying a word or taking her eyes off the spot. She speaks with all manner of spirits, StarClan, CloudClan, and even other animals. A lot of the time she doesn't even need to be laying down to fall into a dream. Sometimes it just comes. So, she's like half medicine cat.
x.left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time.xRole Playing Example:
Hexxedstar was born right into StormClan, giving her pure blood. A fact she doesn't even both to adress seeing as she sees every cat as equal, even a kittypet she will give a chance. She was Hexxedkit then, a quiet, selfless and wise kitten. She received odd dreams at that age, ones she never understood. She was a guardian to her two siblings Butterflykit and Dashkit. Her parents Blackflame and Saharawinds didn't find her ways at all charming. They thought she was crazed and evil. Which, she wasn't of course. She was always besting her siblings and any other kit in the nursery, but never rubbing it in their faces afterwards.
x.playing with fire.x
When she was about 3 moons old, and still in the nursery, she was always watching out for her two unruly siblings. They were reckless and crazy, and her parents thought they were angelic. They thought of Hexxedkit as only a burden. They hated her through and through. One day, Hexxedkit was out looking outside of camp for her two runaway siblings, only to find Dashkit snared in a twoleg trap. She was completely horrified, but managed to rescue him, though his lost his front right paw. Of course, their parents crooned over their poor maimed son, not giving a thought to Hexxedkit and the cuts she sustained breaking open the trap. But she had the satisfaction of knowing Dashkit was thankful.
x.two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl.x
At the age of 4 moons, her sister, Butterflykit, was attacked by a badger when she was playing outside of camp, as usual. Her parents were barely aware their daughter had gone missing. Hexxedkit, of course, went on a noble mission to save her sister. When she reached the clearing where her sister's scent trail led to, she found a huge black, white and grey beast lumbering towards her sister. Hexxedkit then leaped into battle, desperate to save her stupid sister's skin. But the badger was too smart for two kits, and killed Butterflykit with one swipe of it's massive paw. Hexxedkit managed to get away from the thing with her sister's limp body, and staggered into camp. Her parents hated Hexxedkit more, even though Hexxedkit had tried so hard.
x.oh, it's what you do to me.x
As an apprentice; Hexxedpaw, she made few friends not even a little like herself. They all were pretty close, but the others, meaning the other apprentices, mostly thought she was looney. They were barely a gang at all. And Hexxedpaw, she was apprentice to the leader, Moonstar. Hexxedpaw secretly idoled this calm level-headed leader, she worshipped the ground she walked on. Hexxedpaw wanted to be just like her. Well, she did I guess you could say.
x.the pain of losing you.x
Hexxedpaw was finally kind of fitting in with her clan. She had met a tom, named Cryptpaw. He was found abandoned as a kit, and was always the most courageous of the litter. The two were perfect together, inseperable, lovers. They did everything together, even refused to train without each other. One full moon night, when the clan was offf to a gathering, a group of rogues attacked their party and killed several cats. Unfortunately, the cats killed were Cryptpaw, Saharahwinds and Blackflame. Luckily, Dashpaw made it out, though scarred badly. From then on, Hexxedpaw swore she'd never love or care again, because all it had ever caused her was pain.
x.until hell freezes over.x
At the age of 12 moons, she was finally given her warrior name, Hexxeddreams. That is, along with her brother Dashpaw, who became Dashsnare. Hexxeddreams was trained extra long for extra meetings between herself and Moonstar where they spoke of StarClan together. This made Hexxeddreams all the more serene and wise. Her leader tested her one final time when she secretly took her along to dream with StarClan at the Moonstone. She succesfully entered a StarClan dream and her leader saw her as worthy. Days later, as Hexxeddreams had prophecized, the deputy Redmoon died of a heatstroke. Hexxeddreams was made deputy immediatly without a thought.
x.heed my warnings.x
Hexxeddreams was getting struck with the same dreams, repeating over and over every night. She'd often wake up with her claws raking at nothingness, or she would have ripped up her moss and scared the other warriros half to death. Everyone thought she was a weirdo, a creeper. All except her loyal brother of course. He always stuck with her. But that was about to change. Her dreams kept reaccuring, the same one. It was of a faceless cat bleeding out in a river that was flowing fast, but the river was black. And there was always a terrible shreik. Then one night, her dream came to life. She had been kicked out of the warriors den, and was sleeping out in the open forest for a day. That night, she'd heard a screech that peirced the starry night. A cat was dieing. She immeidatly bolted up and rushed towards the noise, her keen senses alert. Then Hexxeddreams came to the river of StormClan territory. Across from her, a huge jet black cat stood, blood red eyes gleaming with hatred. At his paws, a painfully familiar silver tom. His mottled pelt was bloodyed and mottled, and he was maimed and his eyes were gone and it was terrible. Then the cat kicked the body into the water, and raced off, leaving Hexxeddreams in the terrible realization that her brother was dead.
x.it ends tonight.x
One fateful night, RavenClan came charging into StormClan's camp. Everyone was caught by surprise. The StormClan leader killed by Flamedstar, ripping away her last life in. In fury, Hexxeddreams killed the RavenClan leader with unlikely ease, taking all 3 remaining lives. Though she immediatly regretted it. All the cats from RavenClan then fled, terrified of Hexxeddreams and her freaky glowing eyes. So then Hexxeddreams got the name Hexxedstar. End of story.
[[this is off another site, where i am roleplaying sinnedkit]]Codeword: Rapids
Beyond the hellish scene going on below him, a small ginger kit sat atop the Smooth Stone. He stared down every cat in camp. Even staring intensely enough at an apprentice to make it slip back into apprentices den in fright. Why so many feared him? When he was frustrated or angered, his eyes blazed a crimson red color. No cat had red eyes, it was weird, it was un-cat like. That's why so many apprentices stayed away from him, and why warriors muttered rude things about his parents behind his family's back.
But none of this was Sinnedkit's problem, no not in the slightest. He didn't care much what vibe he gave other cats. Though he liked that cats would purposely slip away whenever he walked by. The way he slunk in the shadows, cats often snarled quietly that he should have been born in ShadowClan, or maybe even BloodClan. All of his siblings in fact. No one in the clan liked these kits, or their parents for that matter. See, Sinnedkit and his siblings were well known to stir up trouble and make the lives of cats just that much harder. Surprising a litter of kits had that kind of power, isn't it? The power to make full grown warriors shrink away in fear of Whisperkit's blackmailing, Daggerkit and Plaguedkit's evil, Sinnedkit's trouble making, Demonkit's snarling insults, and Poisonkit's bullying. And Sorrowkit? She was just there. No kit in this litter liked her. She was too quiet, to reserved and too... depressed. She never wanted to wreak havoc, she never wanted to have fun at the expense of others. What kind of fun was that?
Sinnedkit snorted as he stepped forward to perch on the very edge of the warm black stone. His washed out green eyes flickered in amusement as the warrior went flying into the thorn barrier. So clumsy. Stupid warriors. He laughed inwardly, grinning wickedly. At least living in this stupid place offered some amusement to him. Sinnedkit had always been so disgusted in the ways of RiverClan. He noticed some RiverClanners sunning to the side of camp near the river and scoffed at it. Stupid fur balls. Lolling around in the sun and weaving stupid little feathers into their dens. What crowfood! I bet no ShadowClan cat would dare touch water. I don't want to touch water! I want the shadows, not the sun! He though, scuffing his paw in the dirt in frustration.
Moments passed as the small flame-pelted kit sat up there. He waited until the Medicine Cat ran out and dragged the thorn-covered warriors into the den before laughing openly. He wasn't supposed to be on that stone in the first place, that was where Shadestar sat to address the clan. Ahh who gives a rat's butt. He thought with a devilish grin. Ah the thrills he would have when Shadestar came scurrying out of the den to scold him. Sinnedkit was only a kit after all, he could say a warrior told him he could go up there. "Nice one Whisperkit!" He yowled down to his sister, eyes brimming with amusement.
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[[here's another, just to show..]]
A tiny, unseen bundle of grery fluff lay curled ina tight ball inside the warm StormClan nursery. It didn't stir, or move. It seemed dead. But if you looked closely, you'd notice one blue eye half open, peeking carefully out from behind the long fluffy tail. The magnificent grey and black tinged pelt belonging to the fully awake little she kit seemed to glimmer and tingle from the warm welcoming sunlight that poured into the den's entrance. Finally, the kitten raised it's small head and immediatly two large ears perked up, listening, waiting for the right time.
Suddenly the kit shot upright, gazing suspiciously around her. She could sense that no one was awake. Her mother's black pelt could be seen in the far back of the den, covered in shadows to match the night colour of her coat. Her side heaved up and down in a slow rythm, indicating she was fast asleep. To the left of the black she cat was.... nothing. Panic rose within the young kitten like a wildfire. Her two sibligs were gone.
Without another though, she burst out of the nursery,muzzle raised as she tried to detect any sign of her stupid, reckless siblings. Her nose began to tingle, she could smell Butterflykit's soft scent, close. The kit rushed through camp, eyeing each den expectantly. Finally she came to stop at the entrance of the Warrior's den, where she could hear grumbles and a tiny whisper. "Papa... I can't sleep.." Butterflykit whined. There was a shuffling sound, and a tiny purr.
"You can sleep with me tonight sweetheart." Came her father's rumbling meow in reply.
The silver she kit felt a stab of hurt, of sadness. She was named Hexxedkit, because she was a burden to her parents. They both thought she was a freak of nature. Just because she was born able to dream with spirits. Her two siblings were devlish, nosy arrogant little brats and they both had perfect lovely names bestowed upon them. It just didn't seem fair. Hexxedkit was always left to go find her unruly siblings when they got out of the den. Yet when she brought them back, they'd blame her for what they had done, and her parents would get furious with her. They'd never given Hexxedkit the love she deserved. Hexxedkit had never once done anything wrong. All she sought to do was keep her brother and sister out of trouble. But it never payed for her. She began wondering why she'd even bother.
The ghost-like kitten raced away out of camp, a single tear streaming down her face, Finally after she had nearly keeled over in exhaustion, she heard a quiet feeble cry. She knew who it was at once. Hexxedkit staggered to her feet and began to aimlessly barrel through the forest. Until she stumbled into a clearing, that is. Her brother's grey tabby form was twitching, he was laying on his side.
"Help... help me.." Dashkit groaned, sounding like he was about to cry. Hexxedkit cauitiosly padded over, and stood over her brother's form. His paw had been snared in a nasty twoleg trap. The silver metal of the thing glinted menacingly as she tried to poke it.
"Hold on... I'll get you out of here..." Hexxedkit whispered in an almost musical voice. She took a twig to the thing and stuck it into the mouth of the monsterous machine. Her brother whimpered pitifully. "Ok.. just.. just try and get your paw out... but.. I think your gonna lose your paw... if you don't, then... you might die." Hexxedkit said suddenly, eyes clouding over with her brothers pain. Dashkit squirmed uncomfortably.
"I dun wanna lose my paw.." He whined, but still continued to pry his paw away from the trap. Finally he'd eased most of his leg out, but then without warning, the thing snapped around his paw, severing it. Dashkit let out a terrible screech and fainted, falling on top of his awestruck sister. Hexxedkit staggered up and took her brothers limp form in her jaws before proceeding back towards camp. She knew this was bad, very bad. Her mother and father would blame her, and her brother had been brutally maimed.
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