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Description

General
Well, as a child I mostly spoke inside my head
I had conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead
And they thought me broken, that my tongue was coated lead
But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them
If you only listen with your ears... I can't get in

Name: Blizzardcloud
Name Meaning: Blizzard comes from the her pelt color, cloud comes from how mysterious she is.
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: Lesbian
Age: 26 moons

Clan: Floodedclan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A

Physical
And I spent my evenings pullin' stars out of the sky
And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie
And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of distant lives
And I would dress myself up in them through the night
While my folks would sleep in separate beds... and wonder why

Breed: Abyssinian/American Shorthair mix
Build: long, lanky
Pelt: silver and white pelt with blue grey stripes around her legs, face, and tail. Her fur is longer on her tail, face, and rear.
Eyes: Orange
Paw Pads: Dark grey
Scars: A long one on her back, small ones on her muzzle left cheek and left arm and a torn ear.
Scent: dew
Voice: A bit high pitch, but mostly deadpan and a bit lifeless.
Voice Actor: N/A

Tactics

Technical Skill:
Battle - 7/10
Hunting - 7/10
Swimming - 5/10
Tracking - 8/10
Stealth/Sneaking - 10/10
Climbing - 2/10

Physical Skill:
Strength - 1/10
Speed - 9/10
Endurance - 8/10
Accuracy - 6/10

Physical Advantages:
Bulk - 1/10
Weight - 1/10
Height - 4/10
Flexibility - 9/10
Balance - 5/10
Agility - 9/10
Reflexes - 2/10

Mental Skill:
Leadership Ability - 1/10
Battle Tactics/Strategy - 8/10
Observation - 8/10
Intelligence - 10/10
Cunning - 7/10
Focus - 8/10
Mental Strength - 2/10
Social Ability - 4/10
Mentoring Ability - 0/10
Warrior Experience - 7/10

Hunting Skill:
River Prey - 7/10
Woodland Prey - 3/10
Flying Prey - 5/10
Marshland Prey - 7/10
Mountain Prey - 7/10

Personality
And through them days I was a ghost atop my chair
My dad considered me a cross he had to bear
And in my head I'd sing apologies and stare
As my mom would hang the clothes across the line
And she would try to keep the empty... from her eyes

Positive
Patient
Intelligent
Humorous
Observant
Loyal

Neutral
Reserved
Sarcastic
Quiet
Complex

Negative
Insecure
Cautious
Lazy
Dishonest
Distant

HistorySo, then one afternoon I dressed myself alone
I packed my pillowcase with everything I owned
And in my head I said "goodbye, " then I was gone
And I set out on the heels of the unknown
So my folks could have a new life of their own
And then maybe I could find someone
Who could hear the only words that I'd known

Blizzard was born in a barn with her siblings. Back then, her name was Delilah, and she was the second child to Zoe and Lucas. Back then, she was used to the crowded barn filled with her brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and many other of her family. She would be surrounded by her family as her youthful days were spent with laughing and jokes from her family. It was during the summer, however, that things began to take a turn for the worst.

A strong storm past by the farm. The family made sure to cozy together against the storm, but lightning struck the barn and set it on fire. The family squeaked and squealed as the fire spread rapidly and every cat was fending for themselves. Delilah ran after her family, but with the confusion and rain blurring her vision, she didn't know where she was following her family, or who she was following. The cats were moving so fast, and Delilah quickly realized that they didn't even realize she was being left behind. She cried out their names hoping to get their attention, but they soon got farther away. She realized that she couldn't keep up, and collapsed to the ground, exhausted. She looked around, and began to realize that she didn't know where she was, or where she came from. She was completely lost, with no family, and no protection from the predators.

She thought quickly, and tried to find shelter from the storm. She didn't know how to climb, so she didn't drown while sleeping. But she found some ferns relatively dry enough to shelter under. She hoped that her family would find her soon.

When morning came, Delilah was still alone, and she decided to retrace her footsteps and try to find the barn. However, she was deep in the woods, and could only see trees after trees.

Eventually, she encountered a white she-cat, with beautiful green eyes. She was an older molly, with scars littering her otherwise perfect pelt. The queen wondered why a cat as young as herself could be out in the woods along as she introduce herself as Crane. She helped feed the starving kitten as Delilah explained what happened to her. Crane told her that she didn't know where she came from, but the kitten was welcome to stay with Crane for as long as she liked. Delilah accepted.

They started to live together, Crane took Delilah under her wing as her apprentice, teaching her battle moves and tricks against enemies. Delilah noticed how violent these moves were, and asked were she even learned the moves to begin with. Crane sighed and told her that she used to live in a city, where many twolegs gathered. The city was very dangerous, as many cats would fight for territory. Crane didn't start out on the streets, an older woman owned Crane when she was a kittypet, and she used to live with her at a store that sold flowers. The human became ill one day and passed away, and since she didn't have anyone else, Crane was simply abandoned. That's when Crane had to defend herself against other cats. Crane often fought other cats for her place in the city, but it left her beaten and broken, and she fled into the wild so she wouldn't be killed. Many of her enemies would love to finish her for good after what she's done. Regardless, Delilah stayed with her, despite finding out that she killed cats.

Eventually, sooner rather than later, Crane's past caught up with her. In the middle of the night, Crane and Delilah were attacked by two toms who had a grudge with Crane. Crane pleaded, but not for her life. Instead, she pleaded for them to let Delilah go. She need nothing to do with Crane's business. However, the toms thought it would be justified if Crane had to watch her die, as payment for the lives that Crane took. One of the toms lunged at Delilah, and before he could land the killing blow, Crane took the hit. Delilah screamed as Crane fell to the ground, and panic and fear welled up inside of her as she could do the only thing she knew how: run.

She ran through the forest, hoping to escape the tom cats. One chased after her, the other content with taking Crane's life. The tom lunged and tackled Delilah to the ground. Now fighting for her life, she fought tooth and nail against the tom. Delilah finally clawed her opponent's eyes out, blinding him momentarily to cut his throat. Delilah couldn't believe that she killed him until he fell on top of her body, limp and lifeless.

Delilah couldn't process anything. She felt like she should be happy avenging her mentor. She just felt... empty. Cold. And as the darkness settled it she figured that she was going to feel like that forever.

When Delilah woke up, she she wrapped up in leaves and her fur felt sticky. The cats who found her interrogated her about why she was on their territory and who was the dead tom on their land. Delilah didn't explain too much, just enough information to get them off her back. They were still suspicious of her, though she was suspicious of them as well. Though she once again had no place to call home. She figured she should stick around, because being alone was the worst option. Floodedclan saw that she was fully trained, as she took the name Blizzardcloud. She thought the name suited her, her cold exterior was seen by all cats. Though clan life wasn't all bad. It reminded Blizzard of her younger days with her family. She wondered if this clan could be her family, and the memory of Crane flashed inside her mind.

She lost her family twice. Better not to get attached again and get hurt.

She respected the new life dearly and hope that she could give as much as this clan gave to her. Now residing in Floodedclan, she continues to live with them in hopes that her actions could do good rather than harm, and is able to redeem herself in the small acts of courage. She thinks maybe giving her life to a cause will give her peace of mind.

Relationships

WAYS TO GET ALONG WITH BLIZZARDCLOUD
Speak to her first
Be nice
Share food
Share Gossip that isn't about her

WAYS FOR BLIZZARDCLOUD TO HATE YOU
Ignore/leave her out of conversations
Talk over her
Talk down to her

WAYS TO GET ALONG WITH BLIZZARDCLOUD
Speak to her first
Be nice
Share food

WAYS FOR BLIZZARDCLOUD TO HATE YOU
Ignore/leave her out of conversations
Talk over her
Talk down to her

Other
Blizzardcloud usually walks around by herself round noon, just to think to herself.
Loves food
Always tired
Talks to herself out loud
Has Depression and Social Anxiety
Has PTSD
Prone to spacing out
Has an extensive knowledge of flowers thanks to Crane. Knows a lot about symbolism and meanings for flowers.

FAVORITES

CAT: n/a
FOOD: Chicken
ACTIVITY: Watching the sun rise.
PLACE: Her moss pile
SEASON: leaf-fall
DISLIKES

Not knowing things
Yelling
Attention
Pain
Showing Emotions to cats she doesn't know
LIKES

Sleeping
Eating
Lavenders
Snapdragons
Catmint
FEARS

Having no use
Commitment
Being alone

Roleplay Method
✔/X Notes | Most preferred method
✔/X Skype | --
✔/X Chats | --
✔/X Comments | I find this method really unorganized
✔/X Google Docs | Second most preferred
✔/X Email | This is also okay too

-Literate/Paragraph: I'm okay with this method

-Script: This way is good too! I actually reply quicker to these!

-No NSFW roleplays with Blizzardcloud.

Description

General
Well, as a child I mostly spoke inside my head
I had conversations with the clouds, the dogs, the dead
And they thought me broken, that my tongue was coated lead
But I just couldn't make my words make sense to them
If you only listen with your ears... I can't get in

Name: Blizzardcloud
Name Meaning: Blizzard comes from the her pelt color, cloud comes from how mysterious she is.
Gender: Female
Pronouns: she/her
Sexuality: Lesbian
Age: 26 moons

Clan: Floodedclan
Rank: Warrior
Mentor: N/A
Apprentice: N/A

Physical
And I spent my evenings pullin' stars out of the sky
And I'd arrange them on the lawn where I would lie
And in the wind I'd taste the dreams of distant lives
And I would dress myself up in them through the night
While my folks would sleep in separate beds... and wonder why

Breed: Abyssinian/American Shorthair mix
Build: long, lanky
Pelt: silver and white pelt with blue grey stripes around her legs, face, and tail. Her fur is longer on her tail, face, and rear.
Eyes: Orange
Paw Pads: Dark grey
Scars: A long one on her back, small ones on her muzzle left cheek and left arm and a torn ear.
Scent: dew
Voice: A bit high pitch, but mostly deadpan and a bit lifeless.
Voice Actor: N/A

Tactics

Technical Skill:
Battle - 7/10
Hunting - 7/10
Swimming - 5/10
Tracking - 8/10
Stealth/Sneaking - 10/10
Climbing - 2/10

Physical Skill:
Strength - 1/10
Speed - 9/10
Endurance - 8/10
Accuracy - 6/10

Physical Advantages:
Bulk - 1/10
Weight - 1/10
Height - 4/10
Flexibility - 9/10
Balance - 5/10
Agility - 9/10
Reflexes - 2/10

Mental Skill:
Leadership Ability - 1/10
Battle Tactics/Strategy - 8/10
Observation - 8/10
Intelligence - 10/10
Cunning - 7/10
Focus - 8/10
Mental Strength - 2/10
Social Ability - 4/10
Mentoring Ability - 0/10
Warrior Experience - 7/10

Hunting Skill:
River Prey - 7/10
Woodland Prey - 3/10
Flying Prey - 5/10
Marshland Prey - 7/10
Mountain Prey - 7/10

Personality
And through them days I was a ghost atop my chair
My dad considered me a cross he had to bear
And in my head I'd sing apologies and stare
As my mom would hang the clothes across the line
And she would try to keep the empty... from her eyes

Positive
Patient
Intelligent
Humorous
Observant
Loyal

Neutral
Reserved
Sarcastic
Quiet
Complex

Negative
Insecure
Cautious
Lazy
Dishonest
Distant

HistorySo, then one afternoon I dressed myself alone
I packed my pillowcase with everything I owned
And in my head I said "goodbye, " then I was gone
And I set out on the heels of the unknown
So my folks could have a new life of their own
And then maybe I could find someone
Who could hear the only words that I'd known

Blizzard was born in a barn with her siblings. Back then, her name was Delilah, and she was the second child to Zoe and Lucas. Back then, she was used to the crowded barn filled with her brothers, sisters, aunts, uncles, and many other of her family. She would be surrounded by her family as her youthful days were spent with laughing and jokes from her family. It was during the summer, however, that things began to take a turn for the worst.

A strong storm past by the farm. The family made sure to cozy together against the storm, but lightning struck the barn and set it on fire. The family squeaked and squealed as the fire spread rapidly and every cat was fending for themselves. Delilah ran after her family, but with the confusion and rain blurring her vision, she didn't know where she was following her family, or who she was following. The cats were moving so fast, and Delilah quickly realized that they didn't even realize she was being left behind. She cried out their names hoping to get their attention, but they soon got farther away. She realized that she couldn't keep up, and collapsed to the ground, exhausted. She looked around, and began to realize that she didn't know where she was, or where she came from. She was completely lost, with no family, and no protection from the predators.

She thought quickly, and tried to find shelter from the storm. She didn't know how to climb, so she didn't drown while sleeping. But she found some ferns relatively dry enough to shelter under. She hoped that her family would find her soon.

When morning came, Delilah was still alone, and she decided to retrace her footsteps and try to find the barn. However, she was deep in the woods, and could only see trees after trees.

Eventually, she encountered a white she-cat, with beautiful green eyes. She was an older molly, with scars littering her otherwise perfect pelt. The queen wondered why a cat as young as herself could be out in the woods along as she introduce herself as Crane. She helped feed the starving kitten as Delilah explained what happened to her. Crane told her that she didn't know where she came from, but the kitten was welcome to stay with Crane for as long as she liked. Delilah accepted.

They started to live together, Crane took Delilah under her wing as her apprentice, teaching her battle moves and tricks against enemies. Delilah noticed how violent these moves were, and asked were she even learned the moves to begin with. Crane sighed and told her that she used to live in a city, where many twolegs gathered. The city was very dangerous, as many cats would fight for territory. Crane didn't start out on the streets, an older woman owned Crane when she was a kittypet, and she used to live with her at a store that sold flowers. The human became ill one day and passed away, and since she didn't have anyone else, Crane was simply abandoned. That's when Crane had to defend herself against other cats. Crane often fought other cats for her place in the city, but it left her beaten and broken, and she fled into the wild so she wouldn't be killed. Many of her enemies would love to finish her for good after what she's done. Regardless, Delilah stayed with her, despite finding out that she killed cats.

Eventually, sooner rather than later, Crane's past caught up with her. In the middle of the night, Crane and Delilah were attacked by two toms who had a grudge with Crane. Crane pleaded, but not for her life. Instead, she pleaded for them to let Delilah go. She need nothing to do with Crane's business. However, the toms thought it would be justified if Crane had to watch her die, as payment for the lives that Crane took. One of the toms lunged at Delilah, and before he could land the killing blow, Crane took the hit. Delilah screamed as Crane fell to the ground, and panic and fear welled up inside of her as she could do the only thing she knew how: run.

She ran through the forest, hoping to escape the tom cats. One chased after her, the other content with taking Crane's life. The tom lunged and tackled Delilah to the ground. Now fighting for her life, she fought tooth and nail against the tom. Delilah finally clawed her opponent's eyes out, blinding him momentarily to cut his throat. Delilah couldn't believe that she killed him until he fell on top of her body, limp and lifeless.

Delilah couldn't process anything. She felt like she should be happy avenging her mentor. She just felt... empty. Cold. And as the darkness settled it she figured that she was going to feel like that forever.

When Delilah woke up, she she wrapped up in leaves and her fur felt sticky. The cats who found her interrogated her about why she was on their territory and who was the dead tom on their land. Delilah didn't explain too much, just enough information to get them off her back. They were still suspicious of her, though she was suspicious of them as well. Though she once again had no place to call home. She figured she should stick around, because being alone was the worst option. Floodedclan saw that she was fully trained, as she took the name Blizzardcloud. She thought the name suited her, her cold exterior was seen by all cats. Though clan life wasn't all bad. It reminded Blizzard of her younger days with her family. She wondered if this clan could be her family, and the memory of Crane flashed inside her mind.

She lost her family twice. Better not to get attached again and get hurt.

She respected the new life dearly and hope that she could give as much as this clan gave to her. Now residing in Floodedclan, she continues to live with them in hopes that her actions could do good rather than harm, and is able to redeem herself in the small acts of courage. She thinks maybe giving her life to a cause will give her peace of mind.

Relationships

WAYS TO GET ALONG WITH BLIZZARDCLOUD
Speak to her first
Be nice
Share food
Share Gossip that isn't about her

WAYS FOR BLIZZARDCLOUD TO HATE YOU
Ignore/leave her out of conversations
Talk over her
Talk down to her

WAYS TO GET ALONG WITH BLIZZARDCLOUD
Speak to her first
Be nice
Share food

WAYS FOR BLIZZARDCLOUD TO HATE YOU
Ignore/leave her out of conversations
Talk over her
Talk down to her

Other
Blizzardcloud usually walks around by herself round noon, just to think to herself.
Loves food
Always tired
Talks to herself out loud
Has Depression and Social Anxiety
Has PTSD
Prone to spacing out
Has an extensive knowledge of flowers thanks to Crane. Knows a lot about symbolism and meanings for flowers.

FAVORITES

CAT: n/a
FOOD: Chicken
ACTIVITY: Watching the sun rise.
PLACE: Her moss pile
SEASON: leaf-fall
DISLIKES

Not knowing things
Yelling
Attention
Pain
Showing Emotions to cats she doesn't know
LIKES

Sleeping
Eating
Lavenders
Snapdragons
Catmint
FEARS

Having no use
Commitment
Being alone

Roleplay Method
✔/X Notes | Most preferred method
✔/X Skype | --
✔/X Chats | --
✔/X Comments | I find this method really unorganized
✔/X Google Docs | Second most preferred
✔/X Email | This is also okay too

-Literate/Paragraph: I'm okay with this method

-Script: This way is good too! I actually reply quicker to these!

-No NSFW roleplays with Blizzardcloud.