[You must be registered and logged in to see this image.]Name:
Kamali Helki Cocheta ("spirit guide", "touch", "stranger" or "the spirit guide who is a stranger to touch") Age:
La Perm mixOrigin
The Order of the LegacyRank:
A wise and thoughtful cat who's personality makes her seem older than she is. She doesn't have a temper but is often described as cold. She dislikes physical contact except in purposes of healing. She's mostly quiet and isn't one for talking. Most of her clan mates fine her lack of social behavior odd, but she doesn't notice. She has a bad grip on emotions and doesn't understand them in others much. She's very calm mostly and likes to observe every living thing. Despite her stand offish personality she can show her care and love for the clan through her duties as a shaman. She's fond of helping the sick and wounded even when they aren't of her own clan or species. She's gentle to the living, but almost to shy or afraid to have ever made any friends. But mostly she just doesn't understand. Physical Description:
Her fur looks dirty white but it's really laced with a subtle amount of brown and grey. The mixture of the color and naturally curly tangled looking fur makes her seem like an ugly cat. She has a small sharp face that sometimes looks soft underneath her curls. Her white whiskers stick out in all different curvy directions adding to her odd appearance. He tail in the length of her body and thick with her curly dirty white fur. Her ears are large compared to her dainty head. Icy blue eyes and a pitch black nose stand out in her mess of curly pale fur. Her feet are petite and she's over all lightly built. Her frame could most likely be easily over powered by another cat but her status has kept her free from challenges and fights. One thing on her entire body stands out from the rest of her and that's her six toed paw. Her front right paw hides and extra toe that was the sign that she was to become a shaman. History:
Her father was the previous shaman who had fallen in love with a petite hunter she cat. While her mother was small like her, she had a remarkable short white pelt and the finest blue eyes the color of the sky. Her father was a tangled mess of gray la perm. His eyes were dull amber and his frame was more sturdy.
Her father saw that she was marked, chosen, to be the next shaman after him. She gladly learned under his wing and looked up to her father greatly. Though it didn't show she became distraught over his death, he died of illness. But she knew it was ok, because the spirits told her it was his time. He was young, but it was his time. She learned to accept his absence but had little to no connection with the rest of her family. Her two brother had gone on to become fine hunter just like their mother and had no time for her.
She took her father's place as shaman and lives every day to serve her clan.
(Below is optional)Likes:
the miracle of birth, birds, long walks aloneDislikes:
being touched, being crowed in, to much interaction with othersFears:
failing to live up to her fathers nameParents: