Glacier Waterfall

[Indigo Wintertrap]

Created as a character by Tamar on March 27th, 2008

Name: Glacier Waterfall Gender: Female Date of Birth: January 23, 2003 Height: 20 cm Sexual Preference: Straight Status: Not Spayed Coat Color: White Coat Pattern: Solid Eye Color: Dark Blue Fur Length: Long Appearance Extra: None History: *Names and who they belong to: Mary ~ Glaciers Owner Marble ~ Glaciers Mother First year - "Oh Marble, you've done a magnificent job! look at her, shes yours and shes beeeeuuu-ta-fulllll!!! And oh, this is the best birthday gift i've ever recieved" the old woman of eighty said happily as she leaned over to kiss her cats head. Marble purred happily, then licked her unnamed kit. There was only one, which wasn't shocking since the kit was a bit old her self, being nine years old. A week later, while Marble was nursing her yet to be named kit, Mary was sitting in a rocking chair in a corner, not far from marble. "I think we should name her Glacier... Its just that her coat, and then her dark eyes remind me of the ocean... and a Glacier..." she giggled to herself. Marble meowed. Second year - Mary threw a birthday party for Glacier and herself. Marble was present and Marys three aughters were supposed to come but they happily used the excuse of ice on the road not to come. Oh well, they ahd a blast eating all the cake, and playing with the toys Mary had bought. She was eighty one, and feeling great! Sadly, Marble wasnt doing so great. Marble was old, nine years old, and she hadnt recovered fully form birthing Glacier, it had been very tiring on her. He body was week and her weight was dropping steadily. It wasn't a surprise when she died a month later. A burial was held in the back yard under the oak tree. Children from the neigherborhood attened to say goodbye to their favorite cat. Third year - She was fully grown by now, and truly beautiful. Mary always recieved complements on how poretty she wa,s and the ltitle girls in the neighrbohood loved to pet her. She didnt have many friend beucase strays didnt vsist, and alot of peoiple didnt own cats. The only company she had a Mary, eighty two now, and the childrne who visited for a few minutes throughout the day to by candy. Mary was getting too old to play with her, and she had no toys to play with. This was the year Glacier also took a trip to the vet becuase Mary claimed something was wrong wit ehr hearing, and indeed somethign was. Her hearin g just wasn't good. It was steadily growing worse. Fourth year - Now Mary was eighty three. As you can tell Glaciers life was pretty un eventful up until now. One night, someone broke into the home. Glacier assumed they thought Mary was asleep, but she knew Mary stayed up way into the wee hours. Mary tried to fight them off, but being so old and weak they simply kncoked her over. There wer etwo, so one started to beat Mary while the other looked for goods to takr. Glacier never thinking twice about pouncing on the mans back and sctraching his neck, and face was easliy thwon off into a corner. The burgular prowled over to Glacier, he picked her up by the back of the neck and threw her into a room hisssing and meowing, he locked her in. She couldnt hear Mary. She tried to get out but there wa sno way. She stayed there for days seemingly, three to be exact until someone was smart enough to come and check. It was her three daughters. "Oh nuts... shes dea.d.. looks like someone broke in. Wheres that dman cat?" she asked. It was a while before they finally opened the doo to the room she was locked in. She immedaetely ran to where her owner lay. there weere brusies and dried blood on her face, and around her mouth. She nuzzled her, closing her eyes feeling the pain in ehr heart. one of the daughters tried to grba her, but she dogdged form her grip. She kenw these girls were evil, and was probaly going to dump her some where... or even kill her. they elft the front door open, so Glaice,r casting one last look at mary, ran away. Fifth Year - Now her fifth year begins wandering on the Old Road... Where will life take her now that she has no where to turn? Personality: Distant Yes, Distant is the perfect word to capture Glaciers personality. It seems like her attention is never really on what ever she is doing. if you speak to her, she'll answer back in a dazed, dreamy like voice, and she probably won't be looking at you straight in the eye. or she won't respond at all... it seems with each passing year her hearing gets a tad bit worse. She's surprised she hasnt gone completely deaf by now. In a conversation, she is usually the listener. She doesnt like to speak about herself... but rather learn more about others, or what ever topic they are speaking about. She can be very secretive about her past, and the things she does. She likes being alone most of the time, but does enjoy other feliens company. She is a great vessel to spill your heartaches too if your ever having a bad day, and she is realiable. if you ask ehr to do soemthing she'll do it, but not until she thinks about it. She thinks twice about everyhing before she does it. Shes a very careful, observative cat, and likes to stay out of trouble. Its rare to hear this feline laugh, or to see her play... perhaps its becuase she grew up with an old lady her preferred to sit out in the garden, and enjoy nature, and talk about random things. She is very open minded, and loves to hear new ideas, and points of veiw. Once she warms up to you, she'll stop answer your questions, or comments with more questions and actually carry on a conversation. She enjoys nature, and loves to hunt, shes quite good at it. She has mastered the art of moving silent and gracfully. This is a time when she lets herself loose and actually has some fun for a change instead of being uptight and careful all the time. Around guys she seems to crawl into herself a bit more. She is a little bit more shy, and self concious. She has never had a mate, or been in love beofre but shes had many, many crushes. She never had to chance to try anyway. Also, having a white coat makes her a bit of a neat freak. She hates getting her coat all dirty, it makes her look like a rag as her owner would say. If this feline considers you a friend, or maybe something more special she'll open up more. Who knows what you'll descover about her then? Image: Glacier Waterfall [Eyes are dark blue] SIGNATURE: