Angel

[kitteh]

Name:Angel
Age: 44 moons
Gender: Shecat
Orientation: Straight
Group: The forgotten
Rank: Queen
Picture:

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Appearance:

White as snow and cold as ice this cat looks. Her pelt is long, and often soft to the touch, but she doesn't clean it often. Her mother says that its genes that keep her pelt so shiny, but no one in bloodclan believes that even angel. Her pelt other than being a stark white is long and flows when she walks. Only thing on her pelt that isn't white are her black paws, which spring forth wite claws.

Her face is slightly pushed in like all persians, but sit extra ordinarily beautiful for a cat her age. Her eyes are cold and hold no love for any cat that she births or mothers. They are a normal blue that are plastered into the kittens big head. her ears are curled, and her wiskers are abnormaly long.

Personality:

She is cold, and heartless somethng that a mother would never be described as. She has her kits, and makes sure they are fed but gives them no love. The only kits, in her life, that she has ever cared for at all were her violet eyed, and red eyed son that both were in the same litter. Starclan knows how this cats both ended up like that, but she fears that something deeper may come out of those cats.

She never is without kits. Angel is the clan queen. She is parents to almost all of the kits, and enjoys it. She is territory to any male that wants to take her on, that wants to have his bloodline carried on. She cares for herself and nothing else. Angel isn't intrested in taking in a mate, or anything else. She wants to bare kits and that is it.

History:

Angel grew up with a mother and father that loved her all the same, and they overprotected the little kitten, unknowingly hurting this kit in the future.

When she was just old enough to go out and got her name to just be Angel when it happend. It came as a shock to her, but other cats in the clan didn't seem to think anything of it even though the young kit thought it was the worst thing to happen in her short life.

In the end she ended up having kits that she didn't want. Ones that were forced upon her and mewling for their mother who was just a kitten herself. This experiance thoughened the outer shell of the cat and makes her extremely cold to all cats. She continues to have kits, and kits because thats all she's known since her young age.

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White persian she-cat.

[yuki]

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