Post by Clara on Oct 27, 2007 21:15:22 GMT -5
Name: Clara
Nickname: Claralara, little.C
Gender: Female
Species: Ocelot
Current Age: 3
Eye Color: Brown
Coat Color: A lighter colour than normal ocelot
Sample Post: Clara was doing her usual daily job, picking up branches full of thorns in her mouth. While her sister followed behind her, keeping her company. And for her brother, he sits there, with nothing to worry about, he never did any work, he was the only male left of the family.
That was the last thing Clara could remember of her brother, a layed back type of ocelot, letting the women do everything. Her paws were killing her so she decided to go inland, back to their little den. Her brother past her, he was going out to the sea, she looked back at him, glaring at him, jelously.
Then she saw it, the large wave pouring down on him. Then she ran for her life, inland. Then she realised "Where is my sister, my little sister", to find her behind her, her paw stuck in a branch. As Clara went back to get her, the waves already took them, took them with the other lives, some other lives drowning in the sea.
Clara called for her brother and sister, but then she saw her brother, falling deep down to the seabed, where lay other ocelots.
But thankfully she saw her sister, crawling painfully on the sea shore. But that was the last she seen of her. Although Clara misses her, she knew she wasn't dead, at least she knew she was alive, living young and free on the island they both lay on.
Image:
History:
Clara was the first kit to be born in their family. And later was born a male kit, Ciacru, and a female kit, miraclu. When Clara was only two, another attack was made on her pack, the preditoriums. The Panthriums attacked a few of her clan. But an aftershock occured when her parents were killed by them.
Clara was left with her siblings to look after. Because of genes from her mothers side, Clara was always was, and will be small for her age and has lighter skin tone to other ocelots.
Clara was always picked on but kept strong even though she she wanted to give up on life, she knew she had to be there for her siblings. Her main things she did was picking up stics to make a fire to keep her and her clan warm at night. So did many of the clan, except Ciacru. He was layed back, leaving everything for everyone else to do. Thats why she didn't care much when Ciacru died that day in the tsunami. But Miraclu, she worries so much about, where is she? Shes so young, is she safe?
Part of Pack: Preditoriums
Nickname: Claralara, little.C
Gender: Female
Species: Ocelot
Current Age: 3
Eye Color: Brown
Coat Color: A lighter colour than normal ocelot
Sample Post: Clara was doing her usual daily job, picking up branches full of thorns in her mouth. While her sister followed behind her, keeping her company. And for her brother, he sits there, with nothing to worry about, he never did any work, he was the only male left of the family.
That was the last thing Clara could remember of her brother, a layed back type of ocelot, letting the women do everything. Her paws were killing her so she decided to go inland, back to their little den. Her brother past her, he was going out to the sea, she looked back at him, glaring at him, jelously.
Then she saw it, the large wave pouring down on him. Then she ran for her life, inland. Then she realised "Where is my sister, my little sister", to find her behind her, her paw stuck in a branch. As Clara went back to get her, the waves already took them, took them with the other lives, some other lives drowning in the sea.
Clara called for her brother and sister, but then she saw her brother, falling deep down to the seabed, where lay other ocelots.
But thankfully she saw her sister, crawling painfully on the sea shore. But that was the last she seen of her. Although Clara misses her, she knew she wasn't dead, at least she knew she was alive, living young and free on the island they both lay on.
Image:
History:
Clara was the first kit to be born in their family. And later was born a male kit, Ciacru, and a female kit, miraclu. When Clara was only two, another attack was made on her pack, the preditoriums. The Panthriums attacked a few of her clan. But an aftershock occured when her parents were killed by them.
Clara was left with her siblings to look after. Because of genes from her mothers side, Clara was always was, and will be small for her age and has lighter skin tone to other ocelots.
Clara was always picked on but kept strong even though she she wanted to give up on life, she knew she had to be there for her siblings. Her main things she did was picking up stics to make a fire to keep her and her clan warm at night. So did many of the clan, except Ciacru. He was layed back, leaving everything for everyone else to do. Thats why she didn't care much when Ciacru died that day in the tsunami. But Miraclu, she worries so much about, where is she? Shes so young, is she safe?
Part of Pack: Preditoriums