Marra

[sora]

Name: Marra
Age: 9 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Loner//Kittypet
Rank:
Personality:

She is very calm, but thinks she's the toughest thing out there. She likes to boast a lot and will steal your stories if you're not careful. She enjoys being a loner and living by her own rules. She hates clan life even though her sister is in a clan. Sometimes, she does dream about seeing her sister again. She likes to entertain others, thinking she'll get something out of it. She usually does. She also enjoys fighting or scaring other cats. If she sees a clan cat, she will face it bravely, even if she's outmatched. She hates running away and thinks only cowards do that.

Description:

Marra is a pure black she-cat with pretty light blue eyes. She isn't full grown so her legs are still short. She can run long distances with her powerful legs and can use them to jump up into trees. Her claws are sharp from her sharpening them on rocks and tree branches. Her tail is average length, also helping her keep balance. Her body is full of muscle, and in some places, fat. You can see her muscles through her thick fur. Most cats don't attack her because of that. Only rarely will she have to defend herself.

Clan Page Description:

Solid black she-cat with light blue eyes.

History:

Marra was born near Kittypet in the two-leg place. Her father was murdered, and so was her mother. Her sister, Stormpaw was devestated. If Stormpaw knew that her sister had killed their parents, she would be unforgiving. Marra had killed her parents because she didn't want anyone else to kill them, and she thinks that it would help Stormpaw not to be a frightened kit. She quickly ran from the clan, already knowing they would figure it out. Now, she hates Stormpaw with half of her heart. She hates Stormpaw for being a clan cat, yet loves her for being a sister. It confuses Marra sometimes.

Rp Sample:

Marra quickly hid in the bushes as another cat walked by. It was the same cat that she had stolen food from. Panicking, she slid out on the other side. Hoping the other cat wouldn't see her black fur, she pelted away. Good, she thought. The other cat wasn't following her. "Idiot." she muttered under her breath. Suddenly, something slammed into her. She fell to the ground, her blue eyes flashing in alarm. "Didn't think you would get away, did you?" the orange tom growled.
Stupid furball, she told herself. I need to be more careful next time. She pushed the tom off her with a hard kick to the head. She jumped to her feet and hissed at the orange loner who was getting up. Run, her mind told her, but her heart said no. It nagged at her while she clawed at the tom, who was stronger than her. Finally she gave into it and turned tail. She climbed up the nearest tree and went as high as she could.
Relief flooded her as the tom went by. Scolding herself, she stayed up there a little bit more just to make sure the orange cat really left.

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