Frosbite | Thunderclan

[Valk]

Name:  Frostbite

Gender: Female

Age: 24 moons

Clan: Thunderclan

Rank: Warrior

Appearance:  Bathed in lush, smooth tendrils of isabelline white —pale, and sensually curved— her body pulses; an erotic manifestation of beauty and sin. desire, shivering beneath her exquisite flesh and tender, writhing curves. womanly and seductive, frostbite exudes a deadly, bewitching allure. she moves with an unbridled sensuality, thirsty and wanton; enthralling, yet voracious; fore her very dominating mien ripples in a despotic imploration of lust, temptation and sensuous power. in their lucid symmetry, her luscious physique gracefully imbues the erotic fervor of a snake—narrowed by a tight waistline, sinful curves and deep, mysterious eyes. her essence provoking, a celestial enamouration; lustful in the captivating dynamism of her smothering ardour—she is passionate and intensely adorning. her flesh, her skin; pale and cold—a vampiric assimilation perfected in love and death. fore her.

Frost

Personality:

Frostbite is a liar beyond measure, -- but few even realize and I do mean few as in slim to one or none -- in fact she is such a liar she can't even believe herself at times. She speaks so smoothly and is so effortlessly charming, she has developed an amazing way of getting whatever she wants. When she laughs, she can make it as delightful as she wishes and capture the heart of every tom she walks past. This makes her a source of envy at times, but she doesn't mind as she happens to not like other females too often.

She can do this because she seem to be beyond the word intelligence. Usually her brains are obvious in the form of wit, she is always the first to remark to anything. However her persuasiveness is another addition to her brainpower, as she can work out what another is feeling within a few moments of being near them and therefore how she should act around them to get what she wants. She may not be the largest or meanest of Riverclan, but she is possibly the most dangerous. Beneath that tranquil exterior her mind is working all the time.

Frostbite is a family-oriented cat. However, she has recently felt as if she has lost a part of her along the way in her lifetime and is seeking it again perhaps. Not being clumsy or effervescent means Frostbite keeps a lot of what she feels to herself, and has turned her into such an accomplished actress.

Despite the perfect illusion if one was to challenge the fae, really challenge the way she present herself, the cookie itself could crumble. She is beautiful but fragile and if struck to hard she could self destruct. Pressure is something she works fairly well under but continuous snooping in her business would cause the perfectionist to panic and fail about like a dying fish. 

Note: Frostbite can't read everyone especially not when first meeting someone, but if spending frequent time with them she will be able to read them easily at least seventy percent of the time.

Relations: Father | Whiteblaze | diseased

 Mother | Shadowstep | diseased

History: 

- The thrill of being abandon by both parent drove the small snowball to the edge of insanity. the will to live wasn't what kept her but the hate for her parents did.

- raising yourself alone, was easier than joining the rouges and controlling the idiots that slurped up her every word

-abandoning the useless group she joined a clan, a clan of thunder at that. Sticking out like a sore thumb with her white coat she earned her right in the clan with a few still being wary of her every move.

Role Play Sample: 

The difference between controlling your emotions and allowing them to control you was fairly easily noticed. But to master the technique to the often desired and requested task was the actual challenge. 

It was simply just ego that controlled it. Ego? We all act upon it and despite its usual form of anger it could also appear as pride, or even depression. 

To conquer such would be to accept that your ego is the one that provokes you. This was frankly the reason why the creamy hue of fur strayed away from home. She perked her ears twitching them at the sound of small animals as her frigid blue orbs scanned the environment she was encompassed in. Searching for a play toy, the she-cat was. Not a simple prey to tease with before ending its life but a mind game. she found pleasure from those and it was often hard to find another brain that was up for the task. Her company in which many she had were too sensitive for that matter. Always yowling about how brutally honest and vicious she was merely because they didn't understand how her brain functioned. She was always the step ahead and never afraid to speak her mind, it angered many and annoyed others. 

The  alabaster curves of the female  diminished as she arched her back slowly, her bottom lifting in the air before her fore legs leveled with them. She balanced carefully on the branch that scratched her pad causing her to twitch in with irritation. She despised the overgrown forest that she was to call her territory and her clan mates knew it. Teasing her often about her extraordinary ability to swim, purposing the idea that she is merely a river clan feline at heart. Despite how much they teased her most of the clan knew she wasn't one. She had earned her right to be a Thunderclan cat with her well known ability to hunt, despite her snow pelt. Capturing what appeared to be the traits of Shadowclan's cat the female was able maneuver with ease through the tall pale green grass and surprise her prey. But still she lacked the natural ability of a Thunderclan cat, strength. She had little of that and made up for it with intelligence and agility. 

But what did that matter? 

It didn't and she sprung from the branch meeting the earth's smooth touch with a thud. I suppose returning to the camp would be the obvious decision to make, she contemplated the idea slowly but she knew how it would end. She didn't feel the urge to hunt and within a matter of seconds the decision was made. Observing her surrounding before she disappeared into the pale green grass to return to the company of her clan mates.

[- Leafy ღ]