Post by DOKOTA * on May 29, 2009 15:14:44 GMT -5
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Name;; arya
Meaning;; none
Species of Cat;; tabby x siamese
Gender;; female
Age when Died;; eleven moons
Color;; black
Clan;; islandclan
Appearance;; arya has a dark black coat, that in the sunlight glints a dark brown. she is quite and agile and pretty cat. her fur is very long, concealing her normally skinny frame. she only has one marking, one of her back paws is dipped in white. but, if you look underneath her fluffy body, you will see the scars that litter her skin. she has large amber eyes, that tend to stick out easily in the darkness. her ears are two small erect triangles and her tail is long and bushy. arya is mostly fur, if she were to become drenched, you would see how she needs a meal. her fur is silky and soft, her frame and appearance that of pure beauty. she has light grey paw pads and a small, healthy pink tongue. she isn't exactly the strongest, most muscular of beings, but her body is built for speed and stealth. she isn't the smallest of cats, more in the middle of small and large, but she can still move like lightening.
Personality;; arya is quite a quiet creature, she likes to keep herself to herself and stay away from other cats. she tends to stay on her own, and not confide in others for the fear that she may be a burden to them. she can be rather shy, and tends to try and protect herself from the outside world. she comes across as a quiet but beautiful cat, and with many trying to take advantage of her in the past, it's not too surprising how she is like today. of course, this cat still knows how to defend herself, and with her quick but sharp actions she tends to run and fight when really necessary. she only speaks to others when that is really needed, and prefers to stand and think to herself. she has the 'talent' of melting into the shadows to avoid detection and tends to do so often. despite her shy and reserved nature, there is a part of her different to that. at times she can be quite flirty, but only when she really, really wants to. she also is someone great to confide in. she doesn't like taking charge, but this other side to her is a lot wilder, a lot more open to risks. But you have to get past the shy bubble of hers before you can meet her wild side - something most wouldn't expect her to have.
History;; arya grew up quite normally. before her death, she was happy. she was raised like a proper female was and she knew well the ways of her clan and the way that they lived. she was apprentice to no one, most cats around her tended to pick young males to train - for they were supposed to be stronger, better. but arya wasn't really too bothered by this. she didn't care for she was content with her life as it was. at six moons she was a divine creature, her beauty tended to stun males of her age as she'd sit there, flicking her tail carefully from side to side. she grew up with this attention, and eventually she attracted the attention of the deputy of another clan.
her story was a tragic one, one that led her to her death and it all started with this one cat she met. hallowpaw was a cat only a moon older than herself. he had a dark chocolate brown coat and was both a handsome and seductive character. arya wasn't meant to see him, once her parents found out that the two of them had met, they made if forbidden to ever see him again. but arya didn't care, she loved him from first glance. if only she had listened to her parents warning though. if only she had obeyed them. if only she had given her love for this stranger up - then maybe, just maybe she would be alive today. but she didn't. instead arya sneaked out of her clan whenever she could to meet hallowpaw. her love for him grew everyday, and he always made her feel so at home. she didn't care for his position in the opposing clan. she just cared about the way that he made her feel. but it was her ignorance to his true plans that led to her downfall.
one night, after being told by hallowpaw to meet him somewhere different than the usual dark meadow, arya headed into a dark forest. she soon found the spot hallowpaw had told her to wait by and sat waiting. she didn't realize that something just wasn't right, or at least she didn't notice in time. the cat she had fallen in love with a few moons ago sneaked up behind her, and before she had time to react had pinned her to the floor. she couldn't fight him, he was a deputy for a reason - because he was practically unbeatable in battle. he dragged arya off into a nearby deserted area and once there, raped her. it was then arya realized all that had happened over all those moons. he had never loved her, he had just used her. used her so that he could treat her like a piece of meat. arya screamed and struggled as much as she could, but she couldn't do anything. after she had been raped, he trapped her in some dark area, where arya was too weak to look for an escape. the next couple of days continued like this. wither hallowpaw coming and raping her, before leaving in in a worse state than before. it was on the day that arya reached eleven moons old, when it happened. hallowpaw came to her in a fit of rage. her raped her more violently than ever, bashing her as he did so. he let all her anger out on her then, using her body like a punch bag. arya didn't survive that day. that was the day that she died.
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