[TGB] Leisha

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Name: Leisha
Kit-name:: Sola
Breed: Egyptian Mau and Norwegian Forest Cat mix
Gender: Female
Tribe: Air Tribe
Tattoo: A pink color
Age: 6 moons
Profession: None right now
Soulbound: N/A

Skills: None yet

Apperance: Leisha is a small, lanky she-cat. Her body covered with a silver-bronze, medium length fur. Tufts of longer fur puff out from the sides of her face and her tail presenting her Norwegian Forest Cat heritage. Her sleek coat is covered with dark brown, almost black, spots and stripes. Her legs are exceptionally long, giving her a great advantage in speed. Her ear a smidgen longer than most commonly found give her an excellent source for hearing.

Personality:
Timid: Leisha prefers to be on her own. She rarely approaches anyone unless she knows them very well. It takes her a large amount of time to actually trust anyone. She hardly ever acts on her own and tends to wait for someone else's orders before doing anything. She fears making a mistake and angering someone. She tends to be very obedient and will never defy orders to your face; however, if angry enough, she is willing to sneak around your back to get what she wants.

Loyal: Because of her lack of trust in others, once she finds someone she can believe in, she will hardly ever betray them. She is actually a bit clingy around those she trusts and will easily become defensive if someone insults them. She is like the perfect soldier who will follow orders of those she loves no matter what. Her timidness causes her to rarely question why and simply follow.

Sarcastic: She tends to not like many others, so when she talks she tends to sass a bit. Though, she mainly keeps it light and thinks of it as joking. For she doesn't want to actually have to confront other cats. She is notorious for saying no as she is doing exactly what was asked.

Energetic: Even though she mainly sits in the back and hardly speaks, if she trusts someone she tends to act very spontaneously and energetically. When she is on her own, she tends to play by pushing herself to her limits in speed and strength. She enjoys testing her own abilities and sees it as a game. It's only once she is in the eyes of others that her insecurities creep into her mind and she contains all her energy inside.

Cynical: She tends to have a very harsh outlook on life. She doesn't believe in much hope or opportunity. She tends to think it's better to just do what you must and forget about trying to reach for much more. She strongly agrees that everyone lies and everyone will abandon all others when faced with death.

Background Story:
Leisha was born in a little of four kits including herself. Her parents, whom both once lived with the Fire-tribe, had been exiled. Both her mother and her father were very proud and detested the tribes for exiling them. They believed the spirit of Alriyel still walked the lands, and they began to murder cats they called traitors to Alriyel.

Once their litter was born in an unknown forest, however, all but Leisha died. Angered by their deaths, and too proud to take to blame, they came to hate Leisha. Leisha grew up with constant tension and anger. She felt like she was walking on eggshells all through her life. Never knowing when that one extra bite of a mouse would send a scratch across her forehead from her mother, or a false step would send her flying through the air from a blow of her father.

But, once a faint tattoo began to form on her back, her parents began to become more and more enraged. It reminded them of the tribes that expelled the, and it wasn't even a tattoo from the fire-tribe. She was a total failure in their eyes and they would have no more of it.

One morning when she awoke, there was no trace of her parents. She wandered and wandered until she began to pick up faint scents of other cats. She grew afraid, unsure of what these strangers would be like. But as the smell of fresh meat wafted into her nose, her stomach that had been empty for a week forced her to continue. She soon found cats with a tattoo similar to hers, and once she received a fresh piece of meat, she decided to stay.

Relationships:

Family:
Mother: A beautiful silver mackerel tabby. She is a Norwegian Forest cat full of pride in her beauty and close-minded to all others.
Father: A bronze Egyptian Mau. He is strong-headed and stubborn. Very harsh and unforgiving.


Rp Example:
The golden streaks of dawn filtered through the leaves of the canopy above. A lush, green leaf fluttered to the ground after a bronze-silver she-cat ripped it from the branches of a small bush. The birds sing songs of spring and the soft grass cools the burning pads of the cat. She pushes her self faster and faster as the world begins to blur by. The trees become non-existent as the cat runs deeper and deeper into Air-tribe territory. The world revolves faster as the cat can feel the power of every stride getting stronger. Soon, though, the power breaks and her muscles begin to turn to jello as she slows to a jog and reaches the outskirts of camp. She laughs quietly to herself between a gasps of air and she slowly pads into the camp. A gently breeze ruffles her fur and cools her down after her morning sprint. She hides beneath the overhang of a cliff and begins to roll her tongue over her soft kitten fur.