Post by &&R.A.V.E.N :3 on Oct 3, 2008 14:01:26 GMT -5
brokenkit- reduced to fragments [/blockquote]
I watched you walk away she-cat
Helpless, with nothing to say newborn
I strain my eyes serenity
Hoping to see you again kit
This is my curse (the longing)
This is my curse (time)
This is my curse (the yearning)
This is my curse
Click for her.
Brokenkit is a mix of both parents. She's a tabby so the M graces her brow and the stripes streak her frame. Her coloring is a combination of dark brown, light brown, gray, and white. The white is mostly on her belly, muzzle, her paws, and the tip of her tail. She's the biggest one of the litter but she won't be as big as her father or grandfather. Brokenkit's eyes are an odd color. They're green but not the vivid deep emerald that Timbersmoke has. It's actually watered-down like crappy beer or the color of somewhat-clean river water. Clear-green. How's that? She's also got flecks of brown thrown in there. So weird. Clear-green brown-flecked eyes. That's stupid. How about we give it a general name. Hazel. That's better.
Brokenkit has large ears. The one on the right has a duller tip than the other due to a sibling scuffle but this hasn't deterred her hearing. This she-cat's head is a hexagonal shape, flat crown with angular, jutting cheeks and jaw that end in a flattened chin. Her lips are always set in a scowl.
Her neck holds up her head, allowing it to swivel side to side like an owl. It is the connection between head and body. While she doesn't have the massive rolling shoulders and hipbones of her paternal ancestry, she is the largest of the lot and her body enforces that. She towers over the others with her long limbs and queenly head. As stated before, each paw ends in white, along with her long tail. Each piece of her contributes to her survival.
There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?
Will you be there?
Your silence haunts me
But still I hunger for you
It's not that Brokenkit is shy when she's quiet. She just could care less about whatever you're talking about so she doesn't think her breath should be wasted on you. She prefers to simply watch. She's an observer, and she learns a lot of things by watching other cats do it. She's a quick learner, memorizing things after she's seen it a few times. Don't think she's being obedient when she sits there silently absorbing your scolding. She's probably mentally stabbing you with a thorny tree limb. Also, you better not think she's mute. When she opens her mouth, it seems like the devil himself has inhabitted her voice...or a pirate at the very least. She's rude and crass when she speaks, not caring what cats think or say about her. Her tongue's as venomous as a Gaboon viper so don't get on the wrong side of it. Grown cats have been cowed by this she-cat's vicious tongue thrashing.
If it's sympathy you want, you've come to the wrong aisle. Unsympathetic as a tyrant's iron fist and unwavering as a reinforced wall, Brokenkit is humorless to the point of grim. You would get more of a response from a piece of garbage than her if you made a joke, a sarcastic comment, or even an insult. She simply does not react to witty attitudes, preferring to ending fights with a swift kick or a slash to the face. If this does not happen, she will simply walk away, unaffected by the scathing taunts or threats others may make. She will flat-up tell you that she is not afraid of you, no matter who you are, and others respect her because of this. She does not fear her leaders or StarClan, merely respecting them for the powerful clutch in which they hold others.
Cold and apathetic, she does have morals even if they seem to be contradictory at times. She despises bullying of kits and will not hesitate to defend the younger generation from apprentices or warriors that think it is cool to pick on them. She does not show her emotions readily, preferring to be in private whenever she is angry or sad. Brokenkit is not a family cat. She prefers to stay away from her parents and siblings, preferring the company of a rock.
This is my curse (the wanting)
This is my curse (time)
This is my curse (the needing)
This is my curse
There is love burning to find you
Will you wait for me?
If you want to talk about loving coupling, you've got the wrong book. Take your pansy ass to the Children's section. This here is Adult Romance. Get used to it.
Take Cyanfeather here. This broad was in the wrong place in the wrong time. She ran to SerenityClan territory, fleeing from a fox. So she thought she was in good hands when this large tom came up and beat the crap out of the fox, but she was wrong. He demanded to know why she was on his turf and after a few altercations that brought out the worst in the brown tabby's behavior. He took her virginity and then threw her on MoonClan's turf. A tom named Saintcalling found her and he took her to Firestar about the situation.
Wovenknot, MoonClan deputy, went to SerenityClan with Cyanfeather's brother Emeraldpaw and Saintcalling as part of her embassy. The two clans vowed to find out what happened to Cyanfeather.
A few days after that, Cyanfeather, Aerialcircle, and Emeraldpaw were walking on MoonClan turf when they approached SerenityClan territory. Who should show up but that notorious brown tabby. Emeraldpaw immediately put two and two together and attacked the tom verbally and eventually physically once the tom blurted out that he had fallen in love with his victim. Cyanfeather stood up for him and was accidently scratched by Emeraldpaw. In anger, the tom kicked Emeraldpaw away. Cyanfeather told her brothers goodbye and she went home with the tom. It was then she found out his name--Timbersmoke--and told him, the brown tabby with the sexy smile and the dangerous temper, that he was the father of her kits.
Timbersmoke brought her to SerenityClan, where Clearpool and Runningcloud looked her over and accepted her. They were disgusted at his actions but let him show responsibility for his kits. It was during the Gathering where Cyanfeather had her four kits, Brokenkit, Amaranthkit, Aetherkit, and Toxickit.
Still I want
And still I ache
But still I wait
To see you again
father :: timbersmoke
mother :: cyanfeather
uncles :: aerialcircle, emeraldtalon
aunts :: lavenderlace, freespirit
sister :: amaranthkit
brothers :: aetherkit, toxickit
[/right][/size][/blockquote]Dying, inside, these wallsmade by
Dying, inside, these walls aurora
And I see your face in these tears? In these tears
And I see your face...
painting portraits of ghosts
There is love... (There is love!)
There is love... (There is love!)
There is love... (There is love!)
There is love... (There is love!)
