Whisper

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Name;; Whisper

Age;; 27 Moons

Gender;; Shecat

Clan;; None Yet

Rank;; N/A

Physical Description;; Very thin, average sized shecat. Her ears are very large, and her legs are abnormally long. Because of that, she can run faster than average cats. She could be considered a "short hair". Her coast is a pure creamy white, and is very thin, along with her body. Her big eyes are the only color on her, besides dirt, they are the color of a very faint green.

Personality;; Like her name, she is very quiet. She only speaks when she is spoken too, other than that she does not like to speak up. It's not like she's shy, she just doesn't want to embarrass herself by saying the wrong thing and getting punished. This young shecat has been through a lot, and would prefer not to make her life even more complicated than it already has been.

She has a very cautious personality, and doesn't let other cats in very easily. In, as in, trusting them. Whisper has very low self confidence, but doesn't make it obvious. She minds her own business, and lives her life making it seem like nothing is wrong. She hides a lot of things, and doesn't like to be "open."

Blood and death have covered her past, shaping her into the cat she is today. She has no family living whatsoever (as far as she knows), and so keeps to herself. She'll talk to beings, but will not approach them first. Keeping to herself has kept her safe, keeping her mouth shut has made her feel at ease, and not opening up has made it so that other beings don't know much about her, so they can't judge her.

Usually, she spends time alone, and is somewhat hard to talk to. She'll give one word answers, and short replies, but not because she is shy, but because she is afraid to open up. She needs a cat she can trust with her secrets and will know what to do with all her hurt and pain.

Although, she will defend herself, and does not care for death or anything brutal. She accepts the fact, and will not do anything to save a cat from a near death/death experience. If she is possibly ordered to kill someone, she will. She does not like making decisions for herself, so is easily controlled.

Likes:: Running, light rain showers, warm cardboard boxes, some trash food, (Ex: tuna, chicken bone, baby food)

Dislikes: Speaking, trusting, trash can lids, air vents, whispers (ha! ironic?), being stared at.


History;; Whisper's history is brief, but depressing. Both of her parents died when she was at a very young age. Leaving behind their daughters Screech and Whisper, and their only son Voice. They three siblings did their best to stay together and survive, but ended up being unsuccessful. Screech, being the weakest and the loudest, ended up colapsing in exhaustion and eventually dying from hunger.

With no other choice, Voice and Whisper had to eat their own flesh and blood. They were starving, and she was dead, it was the means of survival. After tasting the blood of their own, something changed. They both became hard, which made their sibling bond even closer and stronger. Since they were around each other for a long time it got to the point where they started to have feelings for one another.

As sick as it sounds, it happened. From that moment on, they felt protective of one another and refused to leave the other behind. But, one day, they came upon Bloodclan. This was their chance to start over and to actually have a better chance of surviving. Soon, they joined, and felt more at home than ever before. Whether the clan was bizarre or not, the siblings didn't care. As long as they had food and other cats to watch over them they would live.

Moons passed, and living with Bloodclan seemed like a daily routine for both Whisper and Voice. Even so, they couldn't bring up the courage to announce, or make it obvious, their love for one another. They knew if any cat would find out, it would end bad. Whisper kept her mouth shut, while Voice did his best to get to know the other cats better. He was good with words, but had a hard time knowing when to shut up.

As if karma had hit Voice, he died suddenly. Whisper found his body laying in a muddy puddle one day matted with blood. It had been obvious that something, or even someone had murdered him. In grief, Whisper yowled out with agony. She had no choice but to move on from his death, though. She couldn't stay there with his body forever. So, just as easily as she found his body, she left it, and never returned to that spot. Not even now, even though his body is long gone.

The white shecat has no idea if she'll get over her brother's, her lover's life being taken from him. She swore no vengence until she knew who the killer was. Since then, she silently lives her life, minding her own business, as she's continued to do so for moons on end. Her brother's death invades her mind once in awhile, but she dares not dwell on it. She cannot afford to be weak with these cats. She had to prove that she deserved to be there, and nothing was going to stop her from thinkin that.

Time has passed, and this young shecat has moved on from Bloodclan. Secretly, she was banished for reasons unknown. Many cats find her mad now, literally. She is obsessed with finding the killer of her brother, and it seems nothing will stop her from doing so.


Other;; Theme song: "Broken" by Seether and Amy Lee.

You've gone away, you don't feel me, here anymore

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

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Accepted!

[Bear]

You stole my picture. Sorry, but art theft. Reported.