Re: &&DREAM

[dream]

Name: Dream
Age: 16 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: loner
Rank: none
Personality:

Dream would have to be the most independent and rebellious cat you could ever meet. She does what she wants, when she wants and she typically has it that way. Tell her to sit, she stands up. Tell her to walk, she runs. Tell her what to do and she’d do nothing. Not even the utmost patient clan leader could probably tame her. Dream relies on no one and trusts no one. Because she has no family, the femme had grown up teaching herself how to hunt and deal with life. Thus she rarely opens up to others. It’s hard to get close to her and even harder to be her friend- seeing that some cats can’t even get past the fact that she defies anyone who dares to hold her down.

The little she-cat is a dreamer. She dreams of someday owning her own clan or maybe a small family, yet she seldom tells anyone of her plans. No one could ever expect that a little loner like herself could become leader and Dream hates being laughed at, thus she rarely tells anyone of what she dreams. For now, she’s happy being a loner doing as she wills. However, sometimes thinking about how alone she really is gets her down. She wishes to have or be part of a family or at least have a few close friends in the world, but it’s definitely hard for her.

However, Dream is quite the charming cat. She has a sense of humor and isn’t afraid to use sarcasm. She uses this jovial piece of her personality to bug elders anyone older than herself. Adding to that, Dream loves playing around and constantly acts like a kit. Anything shiny could probably distract her for a good thirty minutes before she’s move on to a passing butterfly. Thus, Dream has a very carefree personality. She’s laid back and always seems so mellow. Rarely does anyone ever see her sad, except when they don’t want to play.

Dream never cared what others thought of her so anything that slips out of her maw wouldn’t hold to her conscience. She says what she wants and any cat would be lucky that it wouldn’t be something rude. Dream has no respect for elders or leaders for that matter. Whenever she’s near one, she can’t help but crack a joke or criticize them. Therefore, it’s hard for her to find a clan of her own, but Dream doesn’t mind at all.

Dream has a very deep understanding of the world, no matter how immature she seems. She loves staring at the stars and just sitting alone to think. She also notices changes like if the air is a bit chillier than it was the day before, Dream would know something would have to be wrong with it. Even a slight change of scent would reach her nostrils and she’d immediately know something was up.

Strengths;; strong climber, Dream likes to leap up trees and sleep in the branches. She’s a great hunter with a unique technique that doesn’t involve too much strength but speed which she has with her lean body. Dream is also a great fighter but doesn’t rely on pinning a cat down.
Weaknesses;; not a good swimmer at all. She’s actually pretty scared of the water and it brings back horrible memories. The only way she gets close to water is to drink and even then, she would be a bit apprehensive and terrified. Dream is also afraid of heights, thus she sometimes has trouble getting down from the trees she bounds up. However, she eventually finds her way down whether clawing down or falling down.

Description:

Dream is a pretty young she-cat and she definitely looks it. With a snow white coat and shimmering golden eyes, she looks somewhat like a ghost especially since she’s as thin as an oak branch. Although Dream is a pretty good hunter, she rarely musters up a meal. It’s hard for her to find a piece of prey and when she does finally hunt one down, she’s usually chased away or only eats a little bit due to her tiny stomach. She gets full easily, thus, when she eats, she hides her leftovers away, but almost always, she comes back to find that it had been stolen or eaten on the spot. However, Dream doesn’t mind being skinny. She actually has a pretty good build under that smoky white coat. She is built with bone and lean muscles but it’s quite easy for her to break something.

Dream has a short coat so it’s easy to keep her fur in tip top shape. However, the fact that her pelt is white doesn’t help one bit. Always a bother, Dream hates grooming her fur. She’d rather dye her pelt black and groom it in the morning then grooming it at night, but alas, she has to settle with what was given to her. And seeing that she was a total neat freak, Dream constantly has to lick out all the dirt spots to keep her shimmering white fur completely pure.

The she-cat has pretty long legs and an itty bitty body. She’s smaller than most cats and much lighter especially since she didn’t eat much. However, a defect of hers is the tip of her tail. It’s shorter than most tails and it was slightly cut off from a run in with a fox. Luckily, Dream got away with her life but with half a tail.

Clan Page Description:

pure white she-cat with deep golden eyes.

History:

Dream was born to a rogue family out in the mountains far from the rest of the clans. Rose and Shard were her parents adding to a small group of rogues that consisted of more of their family. Dream had a few brothers and sisters, yet she could hardly remember them. Two had been still-born and about three, two femmes and one tom plus Dream, had lived. She earned her name from sleeping so much more than her siblings and often she would be sleep walking or twitching in her slumber so her parents named her Dream. Once she was old enough to talk, she proved her name once more by telling her parents how she wanted to be the leader of their little rogue group. Unfortunately, her dream would never come quite true.

The day was pretty much an ordinary day. Dream was 2 moons and running around carelessly with her brothers and sister. Nothing seemed out of place. It just seemed normal. Rose and some of the elderly rogues watched over the kits while Shard and the stronger cats moved on a hunting patrol. Dream was right about to jump straight into a nearby tree when there was a yowl in the forest. She perked up and quickly ran toward the noise, recognizing it as her father’s but her mother held her back. Something was wrong and soon enough, the whole hunting patrol was rushing straight toward them, fur covered in soot and ash. “FIRE!” was all that came out of their mouth and soon enough orange flames lapped at the rogue family. All were in a panic as they tried to make a way out, yet the river stretched wide behind them and although the shore was calm, the river was deep and near the center the water raged strongly.

Dream looked around, not sure what to do. Cats were now leaping into the river seeing that it was their only hope of living. Some making it to the other side while others were being brushed downstream like a leaf down a waterfall. Who knows where the river led. Rose was beginning to get desperate and Shard was screaming at her to just jump the river with as many kits as they could possibly hold. Unfortunately, she could only carry one kit across with Shard carrying one more. Two kits would have to die.

Yet that was not what had happened. Shard was in a rage and had pushed his mate straight into the water, dumping the rest of the kits after her as the flames singed his fur. Unfortunately, the current was strong. Rose had been so shocked at what was happening and frantic at the sight that her kits were floating downstream, heads bobbing that she didn’t even make an effort to get onto shore. And so, she followed in suit of the kits with Dreamer left in the raging water, clinging desperately on a rock. She watched her mother float off with her siblings, nostrils filling with water before Dream’s head would surface and she’d cough once again. Her father had jumping in as well, yet the heat of the flames and the icy cold water did not mix. It shocked him and seeing his mate being carried downstream as well, lead him to follow in frantic pursuit. Soon enough, yowls were heard- screaming and squeaking and the sounds were fading. Waterfall.

Dream closed her eyes and let the water engulf her. The last thing she could remember was the looks in her parents’ eyes and the looks of the cats on shore as they tried reaching for her. Then her claws slipped and she fell unconscious.

When Dream had awakened, she was no where near her birth place. She knew nothing of the area and would’ve given up if it wasn’t for the stars burning brightly in the sky. Maybe it was StarClan. Maybe it wasn’t. Something told her to get up and pick herself up and so she did.

Now, Dream is a loner, wandering the clan territories and causing quite a bit of trouble.

Rp Sample:

Jai was a bit surprised as she felt movement from beneath her. She was sure that this cold lump of her boyfriend had gone over by now seeing that time passes ever so slowly in her head. Her muscles were aching, but it was probably from running so fast over to the room and the post-adrenaline rush. So, Jaighlen nearly leaped at his voice, more tears, almost complete salt now, began to flow once more. ”oh Ethan! Oh oh ethan!”

[/b] She wailed, pulling her arms around him, nearly lifting him off the bed as she embraced him warmly. Her heart skipped a beat, thankful that she was able to hear his voice again, his sweet, sweet, beautiful voice that seemed like a whole angels choir to her ears despite the pauses. To her, it meant life. Ethan was alive and for that she thanked God over and over again in her head.

”sorry I’m such a horrible boyfriend…” Jaighlen shook her head thinking of a million reasons to contradict that very phrase. ”no, no you’re not, ethan. You are amazing. I love you so much. I-I’m so sorry… I’m the horrible one…”[/b] She began to sob once again, burying her face into his chest once again, trying to warm up his cold body once more. Moreover she was just trying to feel his comfort once again. The thought of never seeing him again just shattered her heart. The thought left her broken and crying for comfort. Thankfully, her love was back and he was okay. He was finally safe.
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