Chaser Darkcloud

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Name: Chaser Darkcloud Gender: Male Date of Birth: October 2005 Height: 19 cm Sexual Preference: Hetrosexual o.o Status: Not Neutured Coat Color: White Coat Pattern: Black Splotches [Saddle that covers his back from his ears to his tail. His left eye is partly covered with black fur whereas the right is fully white. His paws are all white, however, they have one black spot on the bottom of each one.] Eye Color: Greenish blue Fur Length: Very long Appearance Extra: No scars are visable. However the very tip of his tail is a little crooked because of a break in the bones. Other then that he seems too have taken care of himself. History: Chaser has lived a life of what one would call...normality. He was born to purebreed Ragdoll, who had been mated by some unknown streetcat when she had escaped for the night during the Season. As a kitten, he battled with four other siblings for mama's teat. It was only mostly for his size and sex that he managed to get more then the others, yet as he grew older, he became more and more submissive to them, prefering not to get into fights over food when there was enough. Of course there were times when he had to stand up for himself, mostly when things were poor. But his mother, workign on instincts made sure everyone got fair share of the food. He learned to hunt early in his kittenhood. He loved the games. Chasing leaves, bugs, spiders. You name it, he chased it. While the rest were busy playinf with each other, he chased. When they were chasing, he tackled and fourght. It was just his way. An oddity amoungst his family, defintly a little strange. But his litter siblings loved him, and him they. Which is why when they woke up one morning to find their mother gone, things were so much more difficult. They had been left on the Old Road once they were old enough to look after themselves. All five of them were deversated and cried endlessly for their mother. Soon, the suggestion came across that she wasn't coming, they were never going to see her again. There was a wave of shock as they huddled together for warmth, their little bellies growling and demanding food. Soon after... They tried to stick together for as long as possible. Chaser wasn't the leader, he never was one for leadership. He plotted along after them willing enough, happy to be still part of a group. However, slowly, they seemed to break off. At first, it was his oldest brother, Hemp, whom got lost and died sadly. Then his little sister, who caught eye of a handsome tabby and went chasing. When it was just two of them left, Chaser and Gem, they decided to break up. it would be safer as loners, they believed, to young and stupid to know the difference. At one year old, Chaser became a sole traveller. A few months after the group of young ones split to explore the wide wide world, Chaser came across his first major fight. And for him, who is a peace loving creature, (or at least, self loving creature) it was possibly the most dramatic moment of his little life. Poor baby. He had no idea what he had done to incure such attention, frankly, he was only squirting. Seriously? Who tackles a cat when their having a pee? Its rediculus! But never the less thats what happened to him... And then he was face to face with possibly the ugliest old tabby that he had ever seen. Were as Chaser's fur was almost silky because of his mother's heritage, this thing had dreadfully mattered golden fluff, scars littering what must have been once quite a beauty. He didn't work on instinct, rather, on his own accord. He layed to his stomach and his ears went back and he tried to look as lowly and pathetic as possible. It didn't work. He was never quite sure how it happened. He defended when the cat came a charging. Who wouldn't? But he was thrown onto his back by the blasted Tom,and his legs kicked up instantly. Now, those who see Chaser would know that his strength only comes from his large size. So when he kicked, the tom flew up over him then- SPLASH!! It was quite amusing... Watching the tom attempt to swim in fast moving water... Stupid cat. Personality: There are somedescription of Chaser that i would like you to consider: Firstly, we like to note how Stoned he appears: Yes, if Chaser was a human, he would be a hippy and a half. He He is totally into lazing in the sun on his back with his legs in the air, and his eyes half closed. It is his idea of absolute bliss. He has a laid-back personallity that can either appear completely charming, or completely idiotic. Another description: Paranoid He is absent minded, often distracted, and often a little bit too open about things. He seems at times, almost delusional, often thinking there is something around the corner everywhere at any time, other times he is completely careless about what happens, what he does, and what he says. Some call him crazy, others weird. Sometimes he can be Brave Oh boy are those rare, rare times. And mostly, it is because he has ceased to give a hell what happens to him. It can appear to be couragous, heading into a unknown cave, but its because curiousity has gotten to him, and seriously, if you sit about listening to your companions go on and on with 'you do it.' Well, he is the one that does it. He has been known to be rather brave, but the truth is, the small stupid part of him tells him to do such things. When he's not acting all paranoid he can be quite idiotic. Stupidity has is Charms Can he be called charming? In his own little way, I suppose he can. For you see, Chaser is a little.... Stuck up. Okay, he is very much stuck up. But he doesn't show it. He knows well enough if you can't make friends, you make enemies, and enemies is not what he wants. He knows he is not intelligent enought to talk his way out of fighting, so he lets others do it for him. He earns friends by his pure charm, not so much wit. He can be amusing, at times, and he can have a silvery tongue, at times. But don't get the wrong idea. He can be very stupid, and he can say things, and do things, that are entirely inappropriate to the moment, and to the conversation. Give him a moment, and he'll realize how idiotic he was to say such. Like I said before. Some find him charming, some, the majority, find him weird. We know... He's just being Chaser. And you gotta love that face. Image: Your OOC Name: Rachael Other Characters On the Site: Non >>> This is a first time for me. I've never rped a cat O.o; So i based it off my kitty ^^