Post by Ivorykit on Jul 20, 2018 3:13:09 GMT
iceclan || Female || Pansexual || kit
PERSONALITY & TENDENCIES
what makes you tick, i wonder?
Ivorykit in a nutshell, is confident, rambunctious, even a little full of herself and a tad bit sassy. She is eager to prove herself and often pulls dangerous, impulsive stunts in order to do so and therefore is scolded very often about it. Because of these scoldings, she is completely aware of her mischievous actions and makes an effort to hold herself back-- but not enough to really stop her.
In fact, loneliness may be a factor as to why Ivorykit is so mischievous, along with her innate desire to prove herself. Ivorykit likes to think she would have no trouble making friends-- that is, if she had many opportunities (at least among the cats her age) given the IceClan nursery is practically empty. Even so, she does her best to lead adventures on her own and makes the best of her situation.
Not only this, but Ivorykit isn't afraid to show a little attitude once in a while. She is usually very honest, sometimes at the expense of others (though she wouldn't hold it against herself should she tell a lie!). Ivorykit also tends to get a little grumpy sometimes.
Ivorykit, according to her principles, isn't one for holding emotions back and if she were comforting another she would definitely say so, however realizes that it would be extremely rude and childish of her to throw a fit every time something upsets her. So instead, her policy is to remove herself from the situation as soon as possible whenever she can't calm down after someone does something to her/upsets her and go somewhere to be alone. If anyone disturbs her after this she'll ignore it and give clear signals in the form of turning her back, giving a glare, muttering "go away, I don't want to be disturbed" or the like. If they continue to nag at her (even if they're just trying to comfort her, as Ivorykit hates showing weakness and has trouble swallowing her pride and asking for help, especially when her "standards" state that she shouldn't need to) she will give herself permission to explode. Whether that's in angry fury or an emotional breakdown that leads to bawling is dependent towards the situation (however what she does may be contradictory to what she's feeling, given that most of the time Ivorykit's typically hidden strong sensitivity to the words, feelings and actions of others usually leads her to the latter option of the two, however her desire to please plus her pride leads her to disguise such feelings into the former option of going into a hostile storm of anger.
And that leads us to her soft side -- a side of her she tries so desperately to hide. Usually this is out of her pride and want to impress, but it may even be out of fear- after all, it isn't unheard of to throw the weak out of the clan. And Iceclan, already being in an unfavorable condition in terms of prey before CloudClan's presence in the clans faded, there is no room for an extra hungry mouth when prey is practically nonexistent.
As mentioned earlier, as much as Ivorykit tries to hide it, she's actually extremely sensitive to others. Although on the outside she may blow other's rude remarks off, on the inside she contemplates each and every thing that others say to her, terrified that they meant something negative about her or said that to hide their true feelings about her, which until she can be 100% sure is true, she always assumes that others have negative outlooks on her if there's even the slightest reason to believe that is true.
Ivorykit also hates violence. She doesn't mind when she knows it's just a playful scuffle, but when it is out of simple hatred, she can't stand the sight of it-- especially when it gets violent. However, right now she chalks this up to the fact that it's in-fighting, not just because it's simply violence in itself. After all, in-fighting is very destructive.
Ivorykit also loves to hang around the medicine cat den! Where most others will scrunch up their nose at the stench, Ivorykit finds the herbs having quite a beautiful aroma. Of course, no one likes the smell of mouse bile, but she quite enjoys the collective smell of the herbs. Even mouse bile isn't as foul as others make it out to be to her-- but maybe she's just grown used to the smell, who knows. But isn't it just the natural curiosity of a kit to wonder what goes on in the medicine den? To quench that curiosity, isn't it normal to hang around and see what was going down all day in the medicine den..?
the body is the clothing of the soul
Ivorykit is a solid-colored pale ivory kitten (as her name suggests) with the slightest tinge of light cinnamon fading from her base ivory coat color at the base of her tail, gradually up until it reaches the tip of her tail where the cinnamon has reached it's strongest point. A similar (however lighter) phenomenon can be found on her ears, where there is just the slightest dusting of cinnamon.
Her eyes are the typical young kitten desaturated sapphire blue with lighter streaks in it, mostly around the pupil area. At night, when viewed at the right angle, her pupils shine red (versus how some cats' pupils shine green or yellowish).
She has elegant, long, strait feathery fur that she makes sure to keep in tip-top condition. It isn't very poofy and lies flat on her body, however she does have a lot of it layered very thickly over her skin, so her build, which appears rather average, is actually extremely lithe and thin- if you were to shave off all her hair, she may even look malnourished.
Her pawpads and nose are a dark chocolate color with reddish hues, streaked with a greyish color. She has long, graceful whiskers.
you are your history, just as your history is who you are
Ivorykit is your typical kit in terms of history-- after all, she hasn't lived through much to tell thus far, apart from her rebelliousness that has led to many.. troublesome things. She has made camp escape attempts, but is constantly foiled! ..probably because they aren't elaborate enough and really just involve waltzing through the camp entrance when no one's looking -- or when she thinks no one's looking. But in the end, there's always someone who catches her before she's taken two steps outside.
Along with that, as soon as she opened her eyes (which in reality really wasn't long ago at all) she was getting into all sorts of trouble, which includes sneaking into dens she wasn't allowed to, hiding from the queens, etc.
FUTURE & TRIVIA
whatever may be will be; the future's not ours to see
- in the future, Ivorykit will be promoted to medicine cat apprentice
-Ivorykit will not be promoted directly to medicine cat apprentice; instead, she starts out as a normal warrior apprentice
- The reason she does not continue her warrior training is because she froze up in her first battle and couldn't fight back, even when someone attacked her. Afterwards she reported feeling extreme terror at the thought of fighting in battle and eventually, somehow the medicine cat apprentice position was offered up to her.
- Ivorykit was created as a kit in order for Meadow (the roleplayer) to develop her personality more before she moves on to become medicine cat apprentice
OUT OF CHARACTER
behind the scenes
played by: meadow
roleplayer pronouns" she/her
role playing experience: 4+ years
role playing style: semi-literate to literate
short role play sample:
Ivorykit blinked open her eyes, opening them to a fuzzy world. Within a few moments the den around her sharpened into a crystal clear perception of the environment around her. The glistening dew on the den walls, the fuzzy pelts of her den mates, the warmth of the bodies curled up close to her. They all contributed to what she opened her eyes up to for the day.
Part of that scene was the warm golden light that was streaming into the den. That blinding, golden light. Ivorykit shifted in her nest, trying to bury her head below the moss in order to keep it out of her eyes. She was perfectly content staying in her nest for a bit longer. After all, it was a long day yesterday. She was relieved when a shadow crept in front of her, shading her eyes from the sun. But then the shadow reached out for her and prodded Ivorykit's back softly. She muttered something, shifting over so her back was turned towards the shadow. It didn't seem to want to let her rest! The shadow prodded her again, and this time she recognized the feeling of a paw pressing against her back, shaking her gently. Ivorypaw grumbled and rolled over so she was facing the shadow again. Slowly, she lifted an eyelid to see what was going on, and let her eyes readjust for a moment, back to how it was a few minutes before when she had opened her eyes for the first time that day-- of course, before closing them again. But this time, her eyes stayed open. She stared at what was in front of her blankly for a few moments before registering what it was. It was another cat! She lifted the other eyelid and blinked the sleep out of them, lifting her head slightly. "What do you want..?" she mumbled sleepily.
about the roleplayer:
uuhhh hi, my name is meadow!! i'm just a weird kid that likes righting and drawing ^u^ i'm kinda awkward so i have trouble approaching others, but I'm actually always open to a conversation, so I wouldn't mind if anyone pmed me to plot or even just to say hi!! I'm always up for a friendly conversation c: