Midnight Sunchase

[Midnight Sunchase]

Name: Midnight Sunchase Gender: Male Date of Birth: October 29th 2008 Height: 23 cm Sexual Preference: Straight Status: Not neutered Coat Color: Black Coat Pattern: Tortoishell Eye Color: Hazel Fur Length: Medium-long Appearance Extra: Scar on left hind-leg History: It started on a dark night. So dark. She couldn’t find her way home. She was so tired, and so weighed down by her belly. where are they? She had been in the warm car only minutes ago, and was thrown from the car. She stumbled along the road for hours, before lying on a bed of moss. Soon her kits came. One completely black one, just like herself, except it had blue eyes. The other one a handsome Black Tortoishell cat. Just like his father, with his mother’s hazel eyes. She knew the end for her was near. With the last bit of strength she had, she dragged herself and her kits to the door of a near-by human nest. That night, human found a dead cat, lying next to two mewling kits. The human rushed the kits to a vet, and they were found another cat to be their mother. The human only wanted the black cat. The one with the sleek, short fur. Midnight had been left to die.. When he was old enough to eat real food, he was sent to a pound. Here it was dirty, loud, and you had excited humans jumping around looking for a new pet. Midnight wasn’t adopted fast enough. He knew his fate, he had seen cats be taken from their cages by the pound-humans, never to return. So when they opened the door, he sprinted out. It was quite the struggle, weaving through human legs while the pound-humans chased you. But it was so worth it when he reached the outside world. Oh the fresh air! The silence (well accept for the sound of cars..). He padded along the streets for many months. He mastered dumpster diving, and hunting. As months passed he found himself loathing every human he met. His small build proved very useful when hiding from the angry humans that couldn’t even share their garbage. Those filthy, selfish… He got in a fight with a human once, when he got caught eating out of a Sizzlers dumpster. He had been munching on a half-eaten rib-eye steak, when a hose caught him off guard. He whipped around, anger in his hazel eyes. He leapt, and attacked the human’s face furiously. The human took a shovel and whacked at Midnight, catching him on the hind-leg. This only raised his fury towards humans. He was limping for a month. He now has a pink scar there, just a reminder of his repulsion of humans. He continued walking, until he came upon this road, and over it he saw a beautiful sight… Personality: Midnight is very cautious around other cats. Don’t be offended if he doesn’t trust you at first. He doesn’t take chances. As for dogs, their just big dopes. Midnight avoids these stupid dangerous creatures as best as he can. He knows he could trick one if it tried to pursue him. Oh but humans, those things are from hell! He would gladly rip one’s face off! Those insensitive, mouse brained…….. However Midnight doesn’t like to kill mice, or birds or even rabbits. He has tasted them and enjoyed, but the feeling of his claws killing such a helpless creature is very disturbing to him. It is much nicer to just go dig through the garbage. Midnight’s talent? Speed. He could outrun the fastest rabbit! He also has an insanely talent of climbing trees. Don’t ask how, but he could chase a squirrel all the way up a tree. Well, if he wanted to eat a big wad of fur. Blech! His long legs and tail (for his size) are very much useful in these talents. And let’s face it; he needed those talents because of his past! So what really gets to pushing Midnight’s buttons? He absolutely hates cats who think they are better than everyone else! Also the ones that absolutely love those flea-bitten humans! Sure they feed em’ but really, that food isn’t even real. They give the cats all the junk food. Those petty little housecats need to go run back to their mommies or get a grip! Perhaps he could become friendlier? I don’t expect that happening any time soon! So anything else about this not-so-lovable kitty? Oh you bet there is. First off, don’t expect you will make it through a conversation without him using sarcasm! Yeah it may get annoying, but dig deep and trust me you will find a caring cat. He would make a mighty fine father. Only if he were the loving type. I suppose it would be possible…if he had a very brave she-cat! Luckily for other cats, Midnight is relatively calm. He can control his temper pretty well! As I mentioned earlier, he is very cautious, but not nervous. He is quite confident, but humble. He is the quiet type, you know? He is well aware of his weaknesses and uses them to his benefit. He is quite intelligent, and is probably the most loyal cat in Nenbrook… Okay that may be an over exaggeration… But you get the point! Just don’t forget, ladies, that he may be shy and quiet at times, when you really get to him he is a charming and gentle lover. Image: Your OOC Name: Moonz (or temps) Other Characters On the Site: Tempest Moonshimmer