Mystery

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Name: Mystery
Age: 21 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Loner
Rank: Warrior
Personality:

She is cool-tempered, and will not really react to anything that is supposed to anger her; this cat will handle everything with serenity and grace. Some say she has become bitter at the lack of social activity with other cats, though one thing does depress her and that would be to be put down. She absolutely hates to be taunted, teased or anything of the matter. That is when she will snap out and become a rude, irritating female. Don't be surprised if she lashes out at you, Clan cat or not. Remember, it does take a lot to have her react. She has taken a liking to toms, yet never had the confidence to actually approach one of them, for shyness wins her over. One thing is for sure, she has respect for no-one, if they have not gained it from her personally. Don't be surprised, for she can be quite un-predictable, you never know what she's up to. The real question is, will she ever open up?


Mystery grew up to become a gorgeous she-cat, or so she has been told. It is hard to avoid such a distinctive lass with her feminine attributes. With a delicate, well-defined face, and a graceful symmetry, she may not seem a warrior at first, especially with these princess-like looks. Do not be fooled, for muscles ripple beneath her thickly layered coat. Of a fair size, neither too large, nor too small, with a slender, elegant build, she moves as if gliding with every step. Her lithe bodice and slim stilts gift the femme with the skill to leap sky-high, and sprint at a lightning speed. With expertly curved, ivory claws and blade-like fangs she is quite capable of causing a great deal of damage. Mystery has an advantage in battle with her stealth, petite paws and a dark coat help her slink through the shadows without the care of being seen. Stamina is not a problem with this she-cat, for she will often use most of her own energy in speed rather than strength.

Description:

Mystery is a quiet she-cat, it is a rare happening to hear her speak continuously. She will spend most of her time lost in thought, or observing the Clan through narrowed eyes from the cover of the shadows. Many find the she-cat strange with her unusual behavior, but then no-one notices her much, or those that do don’t tend to think twice about her. Despite her amazing appearance, she takes up her time standing within the shadows, her mind filled with empty thoughts. This she-cat is suspicious of practically everything and everyone in the clan, why? The reason is unsure, no-one has attempted to gain hers either way, and not many have seen her long enough to ask questions. Mystery doesn't care about anything either, she simply acts like a lost ghost for most of the time. She doesn't express a thing, it's like her heart was hollow from the start. She is a polite cat, despite everything, cautious, gentle, but overall intelligent. If you place a problem at her paws, she will solve it without question, and come up with a reasonable solution.


This pretty loner has been gifted with a beautiful, long ebony coat. Layered thickly, groomed to fall into neatly feathered pleats that shimmer with a dark gleam. The same obscurity cradles her frame, with not a hint of lightness in her pelt, which may be like a pool of shadow. This raven hide has a silk-like feel, and surprisingly does not require as much grooming as it may seem. Long whiskers frame her petite face, as well as slim audits a-top her tiara, the fur around her ears tufts very slightly. With this appearance, Mystery becomes the envy of she-cats, yet gains the talk of the toms. She may seem flawless, but she's definitely got her quirks. You doubt the fact that this cat especially, holds scars if any at all, well you must be corrected. For several thin scars line her under-belly, which part the fur lightly.

Mystery’s eyes are what make her most unusual, standing out from the crowd. They are simply...colorless, in other words. As a kit they were an extremely pallid blue, fading more and more as she grew older. They are striking, no denying this, yet intimidating as well. Ghastly, voids of frosted silver, like a transparent oblivion, her eyes never express a thing. Her gaze is cold; never look in these pools of moonlight for too long, you might become lost within their depths. Her gaze rakes icy chills down the spine, never failing to cause a shiver on any feline. Her voice is a smooth, vaguely musical sound. Yet however sweet it may sound, it never loses its frigid, sinister edge.

Clan Page Description:

Mystery; Ebony she-cat with souless silver eyes

History:

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