Post by November on May 18, 2016 1:13:35 GMT -6
Rose
personality
Likes: (Wrygutt's)stories, new things, Wrygutt
Dislikes: fighting, unsophisticated cats, cats that don't follow her orders
Personality traits: proud, clever, selfish, impulsive, curious, cold and commanding.
Proud
Proud
Due to her upbringing she looks down upon those who aren't pure of breed.She thinks of them as less and expects to be addressed with 'your Brightness' or 'my Lady'. She will consider an insult to her person unforgivable.
Clever
Her thirst for knowledge is unsatisfiable.This also makes her a good listener. Rose has a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue. She is cleverer than most cats and understands human principles easily.
Selfish
She doesn't care if her actions effect others and will sacrifice others for her greater good without a pause. This could be why she has few (one) friend(s). But those are somewhat of an exception to her general selfish attitude.
Impulsive
At times this usually logical cat can be impulsive.When she sees and opportunity or is angry she will even endanger her closest friends on an impulse.This happens rarely.
Curious
She is very curious which also has to do something with her thirst for knowledge.She will do many impulsive things to satisfy her curiosity.
Cold and Comanding
As cold as ice is a good way to describe this fiery cat. When not with others she will show little emotion.Than she will also talk different and even behave different.During that time she will be as she was thought to be from a young age; reserved and guarded.The ideal aristocrat.
Clever
Her thirst for knowledge is unsatisfiable.This also makes her a good listener. Rose has a sharp mind and an even sharper tongue. She is cleverer than most cats and understands human principles easily.
Selfish
She doesn't care if her actions effect others and will sacrifice others for her greater good without a pause. This could be why she has few (one) friend(s). But those are somewhat of an exception to her general selfish attitude.
Impulsive
At times this usually logical cat can be impulsive.When she sees and opportunity or is angry she will even endanger her closest friends on an impulse.This happens rarely.
Curious
She is very curious which also has to do something with her thirst for knowledge.She will do many impulsive things to satisfy her curiosity.
Cold and Comanding
As cold as ice is a good way to describe this fiery cat. When not with others she will show little emotion.Than she will also talk different and even behave different.During that time she will be as she was thought to be from a young age; reserved and guarded.The ideal aristocrat.
full name:
Roselyn of Mithgarthsomr
titles: Brightness
birth season: spring
gender: female
age: 3
sexuality: heterosexual
Roselyn of Mithgarthsomr
titles: Brightness
birth season: spring
gender: female
age: 3
sexuality: heterosexual
mother: Lady Avlin(6;blue tabby,white spotting,looks basically like a white cat)
father: Sir Beryl(red silver mackerel tabby)
sisters: Victoria(4);Beatrice(4);
Alice(3)
brothers:
Arthur(4) ;William(3)
other cats of importance:
Igor(family servant); Basil(tutor);Wrygutt
(friend,raven)
history
She was youngest of a litter of three, second litter to Lady Avlin and Sir Beryl of house Mithgarthsomr.
The family and their servants lived big manors and rarely went outside the extensive manor grounds.That's why they appointed servants to hunt for them, only her father hunted every once in a while.He liked to be self sufficient.Rose had once asked why that was so.His answer had been that it was tradition, their family had lived here for generations.
They were all descendant from a long line of pure breed,price winning cats and proud of their heritage.
The family and their servants lived big manors and rarely went outside the extensive manor grounds.That's why they appointed servants to hunt for them, only her father hunted every once in a while.He liked to be self sufficient.Rose had once asked why that was so.His answer had been that it was tradition, their family had lived here for generations.
They were all descendant from a long line of pure breed,price winning cats and proud of their heritage.
Rose grew up among Lords and Ladies ,playing in manor gardens and long hallways.
But that all ended when she turned a half a yer old and her training began.
From a young age she was taught how a lady should behave.How to behave and walk in a proper for a lady of her standing,with the feet parallel to the ground and head held high ,but this was not the only things that she was taught.She learned of navigation,law,rule and dancing.Rose found that she excelled at it and so she soon grew into an elegant young lady.
But she wasn't a week of mind princess-no on the contrary she was strong and could be harsh and snappy.
It all started when her sister was taken by sickness.Alice had been sickly since birth and her parents had long known this would happen,
so it hadn't much affected them.But to Rose who had loved her sister dear it was a great shock.
Even though Alice was second born of the litter she had been the smallest and had had a happy bubbly kind of personality that you just can't help but love.They would often play together or sit and watch the colorful peacocks prance around in the palace gardens.
But that was all over now and only her brother remained.Of course there were still her other three siblings but they were often away visiting other nobility and renewing ties of friendship but when they were at home Rose parents would only mind them and almost ignore her for a few days.So it was to no surprise that they didn't get along well.
Her brother was a totally different person.He was tall and muscular but unlike his older brother he didn't posses the elegance and grace their breed is known for, instead William was of broad build with a strong chin and small hard,cruel grey-blue eyes.He bothered little with her so she was mostly ignored.
so it hadn't much affected them.But to Rose who had loved her sister dear it was a great shock.
Even though Alice was second born of the litter she had been the smallest and had had a happy bubbly kind of personality that you just can't help but love.They would often play together or sit and watch the colorful peacocks prance around in the palace gardens.
But that was all over now and only her brother remained.Of course there were still her other three siblings but they were often away visiting other nobility and renewing ties of friendship but when they were at home Rose parents would only mind them and almost ignore her for a few days.So it was to no surprise that they didn't get along well.
Her brother was a totally different person.He was tall and muscular but unlike his older brother he didn't posses the elegance and grace their breed is known for, instead William was of broad build with a strong chin and small hard,cruel grey-blue eyes.He bothered little with her so she was mostly ignored.
It was during that time that she truly grew up and became her true self.
Before studying with her tutor had been more of a chore than anything else but now,with nothing else to do and only Basil and Igor for company she became fully engrossed in her studies.
One day a huge raven came flying through her window.Of course she was a little surprised but also curious of where he had come from, for in the palace gardens there where only beautiful birds with bright plumage.The servants made sure to chase away any other birds that came.
The raven told her that he had come from beyond the palace from a big wood.He saw how curious Rose was and told her that if she would allow him to stay in the warm house and roost there that he would tell her more about his live and where he came from.
Of course Rose instantly agreed.It seemed such a small thing to allow him to do for such an extend of knowledge.Her parents would have been furious had they know she was talking to raven so she told him to stay in the upper rooms on the north side.This was where the servants stayed so her family rarely went there.
Each day he told her a little of where he came from.Of huge forest covered in snow and flying on the wind.Of following wolves for hope of food and hunting robins.Each day her longing to see that wonderful place and to escape from her golden cage grew stronger and stronger.Till one day she told the raven that she wanted to go with him.He said that she couldn't for she had no wings but after a lot of pleading he consented.So when no one was looking she slipped through the widely spaced golden bars of the gate and stepped outside for the first time.
It was a wonderful place, full of new smells and things to see.And when she became hungry he showed how to hunt, not like a cat would but how a raven would; flying in big circles before spotting prey and swooping down.Since Rose couldn't fly she would wait atop trees and if they were close standing or in a forest she would even jump from tree to tree.
The first time she asked the raven his name he was quite insulted for, as he told her later, a ravens name tells their whole lives story and usually only their closest relatives or their mate will know them.A raven will only tell another person his or her name out of free will and to ask is a right out insult.
After a lot of purrsuasion and explation he eventually told her his name: Jahzorque'al Wrygutt Ejjvinde don Snaehall
He than continued to proudly explain it's meaning. The first word was part of his dead mates name 'al indicated here that she was dead and that he would never take another.Wrygutt is crudly translated into 'the one who rots' but actually means that he eats carrion.'Ejjvinde' means air born (both it's meanings) and don stands for his actual live story that is composed of at least ten words.'Snaehall' is both his fledgling name and his place of birth.Rose asked him if she could just call him Wrygutt and he grudgingly agreed, complaining all the wile that nicknames were beneath ravens.
Months passed and it seemed that the longer Rose stayed in the wilds she became only more beautiful.
Wrygutt and Rose never stayed in one place long,always travelling and always on the move.She learned more things than she could have ever imagined.
Finally she didn't feel left out or alone.Finally she was happy.
It was a wonderful place, full of new smells and things to see.And when she became hungry he showed how to hunt, not like a cat would but how a raven would; flying in big circles before spotting prey and swooping down.Since Rose couldn't fly she would wait atop trees and if they were close standing or in a forest she would even jump from tree to tree.
The first time she asked the raven his name he was quite insulted for, as he told her later, a ravens name tells their whole lives story and usually only their closest relatives or their mate will know them.A raven will only tell another person his or her name out of free will and to ask is a right out insult.
After a lot of purrsuasion and explation he eventually told her his name: Jahzorque'al Wrygutt Ejjvinde don Snaehall
He than continued to proudly explain it's meaning. The first word was part of his dead mates name 'al indicated here that she was dead and that he would never take another.Wrygutt is crudly translated into 'the one who rots' but actually means that he eats carrion.'Ejjvinde' means air born (both it's meanings) and don stands for his actual live story that is composed of at least ten words.'Snaehall' is both his fledgling name and his place of birth.Rose asked him if she could just call him Wrygutt and he grudgingly agreed, complaining all the wile that nicknames were beneath ravens.
Months passed and it seemed that the longer Rose stayed in the wilds she became only more beautiful.
Wrygutt and Rose never stayed in one place long,always travelling and always on the move.She learned more things than she could have ever imagined.
Finally she didn't feel left out or alone.Finally she was happy.
appearance
genetics: OO/BB/dd/dmdm/Ii/Ss/ww/CC/AA/SpSp/ll/mkmk
breed: Turkish Angora
size: medium and slender
build: semi oriental
eye color: light copper
coat color: white cream spotted tabby
coat length: semi long
markings: white belly ,neck and muzzle
distinct features: straight big ears, her back legs are a little longer than her front.
a true aristocrat...
Echo-Doodle ,Alicefox
