Caley

[unforgiven]

i got a lot to say to you

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Name; Caley
Gender; Female
Alliance; Loner

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scribbled out the truth with their lies

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Personality; She's happy, no sad, wait no mad. You never know what to expect from this little feline. She is young, smart, but mostly naive. She aims to please the poeple around her, no matter if its a female or a male. She likes to be seen as a beautiful cat with a mysterious personality. She thinks the way to live life is to look your best at all times and not to form enemies, but she can hold quit a grudge when you pull the wrong whiskers. She loves talking with others and cracking jokes. There isn't a dull moment with her, but that can be both a good or bad thing. When it comes to the kanines, she really doesn't know what to think of them. Since she has yet to run into a dog of any breed, she thinks she will wait to choose her side of the war. If anything she would rather have peace through the lands, and end this foolishness. She takes advice to heart, and she hates to admit that she is gulible. On sunny days she just loves to relax on a high tree branch and watch as fate takes over the souls in the world. She likes grooming, being around others, beautiful things, and being clean.She dislikes dirt, mud, water, loud sounds, getting firty,, and being alone.


Flaws; Her attention span, her moods, and working alone.
Advantages;Working with others, communication, and arguing.

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i noticed your eyes are always glued to me

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Appearance; She is a small sized cat with many colors. She is black, with orange patches all over her body and blending with the black, and white marking her chest and the tips of her paws. Her face is where the beauty takes place. Her face is mostly black, but white covers her muzzle and chin, orange marks her cheeks, her ear tips, around her right eye, and half of her nose. Green eyes sparkle when you meet her gaze, and long whiskers attach themselves to her cheeks. Her fur is always clean, and her white tipped paws never have a tint of dirt on them. Her tail long and is always moving. Little hairs poke themselves on the tip her ears.

Short Description; She is nine inches and weighs approximately 24 pounds. Her fur coloring is black, white, and orange. Her most noticeable feature is her green eyes.

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i'd rather waste my life pretending than have to forget

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[/color] Caley was born in a little of four, but was actually a living litter of two. Her and Stark were the only ones to live through the birth, her other brother and sister was still born. Her mother had always said that it was a miracle to even have two kittens. Trixie was Caley's role model, she wanted to be just like her mother, and she even tried to copy her cleansing techniques. Growing up was easy for Caley, but not for her mother, who was worried to death about her after she saw Caley arguing with herself.

Stark and Caley were closer then anything, whenever she ran into a tom cat, Stark would chase him off. She would laugh and the next second turn on him yelling and hissing. Her brother was then confused, because Caley used to love having him chase toms away from her because it made her feel special and worth winning, but Caley changed quickly without a warning. After a year of being with her mother and brother she found it was time to travel, her brother wanted to come with her, but she didn’t like the idea, thinking that he will probably just chase off every feline she saw, but when does her brother ever listen to her. [/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

[emzie]

Accepted!!