*Age: 4 moons
*Appearance: Pure black fur, olive green eyes, slender build. White whiskers.
Personality: Outgoing, talkative. Hard not to like her. Chooses to manipulate other cat to get her out of situations rather than do it her self.
History: Her and her sister were dumped on the side of the thunderpath.
Other: Named White for her whiskers.
*Roleplay Sample: White mewed and mewed and mewed for her two legs to come back and get her. She missed them dearly and didn't know what she did wrong to deserve this. "I'M SORRY" she mewed again. Her sister was in the back of the box pacing when she called for her to help. White stopped crying and looked at her with puffy eyes. "Why should I help you. It's not going to do any good." She started to sob again when her sister cut her short and yelled at her. They both charged at one side of the box and it flipped over, landing them on their backs but free from the box.