Silhouette of a Viper,TOSB

[Valk]

Speak your mind,

Name:♪Silhouette of a Viper [Silhouette]
Age:♪ 29 moons
Clan:♪ TOSB
Rank:♪ Head Death Hunter
Gender:♪She-cat
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Breed: ♪ Tortoiseshell 
Eye color: ♪ Pale pear green
Pelt color: ♪Dominate hue:  Ebony
♪Pre dominate hue: Strawberry-blonde
Markings:♪Flashes of Strawberry-blonde shower through out her body.
Height:♪8 inches
Weight:♪ 9.5 lbs
Appearance in depth:
♪On all sides this female is consumed by the darkness of night, only to catch flares of strawberry blonde flames in attempt to conquer its sworn enemy. The she-cat is petite, standing only 8 inches tall and weighing 9.5 lbs. Silhouette is built sturdily yet leanly, made for fighting with powerful strikes that can bring down opponents in a few well-placed swipes. Her petite frame is covered by short fur that becomes slightly longer as it edges away from her back. That silky fur she has is a dappled mix of oranges and russet blacks. Those two patterns flow into a solid black thin feather duster of a tail, long and slender like a reed. The markings on her face make a mask of russet black that ends at the tip of her nose allowing her strawberry blonde flares appear beneath it. This little mask frames chartreuse eyes where the olive-gold in the center fades out radically to pale green. Though Silhouette is smaller than the norm, but what she loses in size she makes in agility and intelligence. When hostile or caught by strong emotions, the furs on her back rise making her appear twice her size. A few scars or mars on her skin are hidden under the fur and does not show through except for a shallow scar across the bridge of her nose from a poorly dodged claw. What could have led to a cuddly appearance is sharply countered by the bored an uninterested expression she usually wears, or alternatively the cruel smirk that seems to be silently patronizing every word that cats say. She holds himself proudly, always looking down on others and speaking in pleasant conversational tone laced with undertones of venom. Silhouette is sinewy power packed into the body of a born hunter, and is akin to a very poisonous snake.

Like I care

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[*]♪ Night
[*]♪ Hunting
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[*]♪ Overly confident cats
[*]♪ Anyone who thinks they know her so well
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Personality: ♪The mask that I show to the world and the people around me is one of absolute seduction and innocence. I am outspoken (beyond measure), considerate (to a degree) empathetic (situational), and very intelligent. But nobody (in my opinion, at least) would ever suspect that the delicate flower I was to be atrocious. Without the well craved mask, I’m one gorgeous, conniving little bitch. Everything I do is not without purpose or a double meaning, and I know that the best way to get favors and be loved later on is to fake – or perform as I see it- your way through life and act like you are glorious, impeccable, and a hell of a saint. I, Silhouette have mastered performing those exact traits.

There are very few people that could point out a negative trait about me that is beyond abnormal in nearly every other person, after all the seven sins still apply to the human being right? Expect for me seeming quite “bizarre” as I’m always sewing my words in a philosophical way that is unexpected for a she-cat of my age. Yet little does anyone know those gears are always turning in my head, plotting staying a head of the head who thinks he/ she is ahead. I’m the master of being the lead of everyone, yet I’m not a total monster. Insecurity hit me hard at a young age and I was denied the compliments of beauty by the one I longed to speak them. I let this scar me but not as much as her mother and father forsaking me. Yet now my seductiveness and feminine beauty reeks across the space in which I roam capturing the eyes of many assholes despite whether they desired me or not.

I’m an absolute control freak mainly due to my insecurities, I have to be in control or feel I’m empowered at least 75% of the time or things will go terribly downhill. I can become mildly psychotic and dance into a killing spree this has happened twice and each time I don’t recall what exactly happened thus I usually end up crying. I’m emotionally vulnerable due to this because I realize I’m a danger to people I happens to become close with but can't help but crave them and literally have to be authority around them. Basically I’m is mentally battling my impulses and losing as those scars are overruling my will power to be empathetic as I use to be.

After being forsaken by my parents I was a semi-outcast to the home I belonged in after they found out what my mother had done. Which is why I took to slowly rebuilding the bridges that have been burned because of what my foolish mother did. Besides I knew if the time came I wasn’t against "putting an end to them." Maybe when that time comes, I might surprise myself and find myself unable to, metaphorically, "appuyer sur la gâchette." Maybe because someone had just managed to nudge their self into the block of ice I call a heart.



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I can see your lips moving

Family: ♪[Dove] That Carries Hope, dear mother ♪♪ deceased.
♪ Blood That Spills [Red], worthy father ♪♪ deceased.
♪[Eagle] that screams at Day ♪♪ alive

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[- Leafy ღ]