WGS Application: Shatteredtiger

Clan: Rouge
Rank: Badazz (LOL)
Name: Shatteredtiger
Gender: Female
Breed: Maine Coon mix.  She's larger than most cats.   about 13 lbs.
age: 12 Moons
Basic appearance: A half white and half orange tiger striped she cat with blue eyes.

||Statistics|| (apply points out of 30, so if you had 5 in speed, you have 25 left to spend on the other traits)

Speed: 3
Strength: 6
Endurance: 7
Accuracy: 4
Intelligence: 9
Obedience: 1

||Personality||
(list at least 5 traits, please make them realistic, and describe them)

1. Fastidious: Despite her Rouge status, Tigs will clean her pelt for hours to keep it shiny and glossy.

2. Lacks a filter: She says everything that is on her mind, reguardles of how much it may hurt another cat's feelings. Especially if she thinks something should be obvious to someone else.

3. Strong: In a fight or just enduring the elements, Tigs is one of the best.

4. Extremely intelegent: she sees things other cats don't.  Her problem solving skills are off the charts.

5. Grumpy:  Tigs rarely smiles or luaghs, she takes herself very seriously.

6. Careful: Being a loner, Tigs is very wary of her surroundings.

7. Strategist: Unless it is vital, Tigs will avoid confrontation, especially with larger predators or other cats.

Response (describe how your character would respond to the following in 2 sentences or less.)

Kitsitting: "Ain't gonna happen."

Hunting: "Every day, I'm doing this.  Gotta eat."

Fighting: "Bring it!"

Gatherings: "Isn't that when all those sissy babies get together and whine at each other about how hard their lives are?"

Prey thieves:  "...what of it? A cat's gotta eat."

Fetching herbs: "Um, no."

Being sick:  "I don't get sick."

Being flirted with: "..." Walks away.


Likes: quiet, fish, the sun, climbing trees, birds.

Dislikes: other cats...intensely.  Kits in particular. Going hungry.

Goals: Stay alive. Find her father...and kill him for abandoning her mother.

Fears: Breaking a limb, being stuck in a hole with no way out.  Small spaces.

||History:||

Shatteredtiger is the daughter of a clan cat and a kittypet.  Her mother, the kittypet, died shortly after her kits were weaned.  Tigs led her siblings into the woods to take care of them and to find their father, her mother's last request, but she couldn't get her head strong siblings to do as she said.  Of the four kits from her litter...Tigs is the only one left. 

She doesn't talk about her family, but she is looking for her father.  Listening to everything she hears from the clan cats she despises as she follows them on their 'patrols'.

Tigs is damaged.  She has PTSD and paranoia.  She doesn't trust any cat, preffering to do everything on her own, sicnce everyone she's ever known or loved has left her.

RP history:

Apprentice/mentor:
N/A

||Family||
- Mother: Unnamed kittypet (Deceaced)
- Father Unknown Clan cat
- Siblings two brothers, one sister (Deceased)
- mate/crush N/A
- kits N/A

||Relationships||

 hate: All Clan cats

 want dead: Her father

 dislike: All Clan cats

 suspisous: All Clan cats

 acquaintance

 clan mates

 respect

 looks up too

 want to be friends with

 want to be mates with

 friend

 best friend

 crush

 loves

 likes as a family

 family

 mate

 lust

 dead: Mother and siblings

 mentor apperantance

??? missing: Father

Roleplay example -

The sun was going down again, closing on another day.  Shatteredtiger, Tigs in her own head, watched the sky change colors absently.  She was waiting for dusk, when the night creatures would come out of their dens and she could hunt them.

She blinked lazily from her dead tree home, her tail twitching back and forth.  She shut her eyes, tuning her ears to the sounds outside, waiting for them to change.  For the day dwellers to cease their endless chatter and the night stalkers to begin their silent slink.

Her white ear shifted a quarter turn east, she could hear the moment the sun dipped behind the horizon. Sense it in her bones, in the cold in the air.  The utter silence of night fall.

Tigs stood slowly, stretching her long sleek tail and legs, yawning hugely, before leaping to the boughs of her tree to begin her nightly hunt.

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