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"What use is there in living if you can't even have the will to be kind? It seems life would be very dreadful if you spent it being bitter." ~ Chessa

----General Information----
Name - Chessa

Age - 3 years

Gender - female

Breed - moggy

----Appearance----

Pelt - Mousy brown with lighter patches and winding stripes.

Eyes - one amber and one green.

Other Noticeable Scars/Traits - She has a large scar across her face from an animal attack.

Book Description - A small, slightly stocky she-cat with long fur and heterochromic eyes.

Scent - Slightly sweet and earthy.

----Sexuality----

Orientation - Pansexual

Activity - She is a virgin

Mate - None
Interests - She isn't picky when it comes to the one she loves.
Likes - Kind, caring and mature cats.
Dislikes - Rude, disrespectful cats.

----History----

Kithood(0-6 months):

Chessa was born, along with her three siblings, to a dark brown tom named Demetri and a light grey she-cat named Laika. Her parents were both kind cats who grew up together in the wastes, never leaving the other alone as their family members died one by one. They became mates and had a litter of healthy kits. The first to be born was the black she-kit who was named Lilly for her delicate frame which her mother said "She is as delicate as a flower." Next born was the fiery pelted tom who was name Kai, for his fiery temper and, of course, his pelt. Next was Petral, Named for her red/brown pelt. And lastly was Chessa, and what a surprise she was. Her parents were shocked at her eye colors when she finally opened them. The family was happy for the most part, hiding in a small den until the kittens were old enough, Chessa didn't know anything outside the den, but one night she herd a strange and fantastic noise. She couldn't explain it even if she tried, and being you, she decided to see what had made the sounds. She had finally reached the outside and saw the stars when she heard the noise again, but this time it was followed by a shrill screech and pounding of paws. The little kit had never been so terrified and screamed for her father as she back-tracked into then den, but it was too late. The unknown creature grabbed the kit by the head and whipped her back with so much force she was knock unconscious.

The next day she woke up, weak and in pain, her mother explained that they had heard her and chased the creature off, though it had made it's mark. from that day on she had a very deep scar going across her face, reminding her that the wasteland was a dangerous place. You never know if you will loose your life.

young adult (6 months-1 1/2 years):

Chessa was thrilled to start training with her father and siblings! Demetri decided that it was time to teach his children how to survive and that he did. They learned to hunt, scavenge and fight within the first few months and then started to provide for the family. After a while, it was decided that the children would be allowed to hunt in pairs, as long as they stayed together. Chessa and Kai left the den for a scavenging trip, bickering along the way as they often did. the two were gone for a couple hours and were heading back with the little loot they had found, when sudden;y they heard shrill screeching and yelling. The two young cats felt uneasy about going towards the noise until they heard the cry of a kitten. They bolted towards the sight and were met by two cats attacking a female and her kittens, wasting no time, they pounced upon the attackers. After fighting for a while the two toms hissed and backed away "You will regret this, you little runts!" One of them spat before sprinting off. Chessa snorted at his words and turned to the queen. "Are you alright? Why were they attacking you?" Chess asked in her usual clam tone. "T-they were trying to bring me back to their group, i escaped with my children. P-please you must help us, they will be back!" The she-cat seemed panicked so chessa tried her best to calm her down. "Don't worry, we will take you to our parents, surely they will let you stay with us." She gave a sweet smile and lead the way back home.

"No."
The stern and sharp reply echoed from her father's mouth after they had brought the she-cat and her kittens to the den entrance. "What! How can you just turn them away, Father? They need our help!" Kai's protest landed on deaf ears as Demetri turned away from the distraught female. "I said no Kai. Those raiders will not rest until they get her back, if she stays here we are all at risk." His gruff tone never wavered, it was like stone. Kai pinned back his ears and let out a guttural growl. Chessa was holding back tears at the thought of leaving the female and her children alone. "Pappa, they won't be able to-" She was cut off by the female's pleading wails "please! You can't leave us alone, we will never be able to survive by ourselves, I'm begging you!" She was sobbing frantically as she looked to our father for any other answer.
"No. You need to leave now, i wish you the best. Don't make me chase you." Demetri said again in a flat tone and turned to go back into the den. Kai growled after him "How can you leave a defenseless mother and her kits to die!" The mother had already turned to go, leaving the shocked Chessa and raging Kai outside the den's entrance. "Maybe poppa has a reason for leaving them... Maybe he's right." She mewed in a quiet tone, but grew silent as Kai turned to glare at her. "I should have known, you are no better then him." He hissed and stalked inside, leaving the she-cat to think.

Adult(1/2- 3 years:

A month after the unknown she-cat and her kits had left, the family woke up to a loud wail and shouts outside their den. "WE'RE BACK, RUNTS!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!" was all the family heard as they were dragged out of their home with teeth and claws and all 6 of them dropped into a circle of large battle ready cats of all sizes. "What is the meaning of this! How dare you attack my family and i!" Demetri demanded of the ring leader. "Simple you made me loose something of mine and i want it back!" The big tom hissed.
Chessa felt her mother grow closer and whisper something into her ear "On my mark, you must run, so you understand?" Chessa could only nod as she listened to her father hiss words at the leader.

"NOW!"
Chessa almost missed it, she didn't realize her mother would shout so soon, but she bolted alongside her greying mother and left the group of cats behind. Only after a moment did she hear the yowls of her father and brother and the screams of one of her sisters. 'No... did they get away?' The young cat thought to herself through panic and tears. She and her mother never saw the rest of their family after that night.
Chessa and Laika traveled for a year after that, meeting up with other groups and hearing stories of a gate and a wonderful place called 'Paradise' was on the tongues of all they spoke to. They join a group of cats that had heard of a gate, a gate that opened to this beautiful place, but on the journey her mother had grown ill.

They were here! The gate to Eden it's self! But all was not well. Laika was unable to make it all the way to where the gate was located and told Chessa to leave her "You are my everything, child, i need you to live on for me... Promise me!" Chessa let her ears drop. "I promise..."

With that, she left her mother for Paradise, but it was not so simple. Let the trials begin.

Roleplay history: TBA

----Personality -----

|Determined|Kind|Level-headed|Outgoing|

Determined: Once she sets her mind is set on a task, it takes quite a lot of effort to distract her from it. No matter what, Chessa will finish her task, even if she works herself too hard while doing so. She is steadfast, making her a loyal companion and ally, thought sometimes at the expense of herself. Chess has been know to work herself to the point of exhaustion, which is certainly unhealthy for her, this trait makes her constantly tired as seen mostly in her eyes. Her determination is what gives her the drive to strive to enter Paradise.

Kind: Chessa tries her best to show her best side no matter what, always trying to help, cheer her clan mates up or playing with kits. Even if she herself is in a bad mood, she doesn't treat anyone any different. This she-cat goes out of her way to be gentle and caring to those who nee it most, while others might pass them by. She will always be there to comfort her friends.

Level-headed: Chessa takes pride in being able to stay calm in any situation, within reason of course. If something were to happen you will find her calming other cats and making sure everything is in order. It takes a lot to get this she-cat frazzled. In the heat of a battle or the light of a tragedy, Chessa will stay as a constant calm in the storm.

Outgoing: She has never been one to be shy and has always been able to make friends. She hates being alone, so she always make an effort to be social, and even help those who might be less outgoing, and need a friend. She is extreamly friendly even to those who are not, she shows other cats a better face then she is shown.

|Serious|Blunt|Easily Overwhelmed|Narrow-minded|

Serious: She may be cheerful, but most of the time she both acts and speaks sincerely and in earnest, rather than in a joking manner. Sometimes she takes thing too seriously, such as certain jokes or if a situation is important, she will seem very... uptight in some cases. If a situation calls for it, she will demand those who are being disruptive to be quiet.

Blunt: She says it like it is and never sugar coats it, which sometimes makes a situation worse. It is just part of being young, she doesn't know when she should sugar coat it in order for all to stay calm. This trait does more harm then good. Chessa will never say anything to purposely hurt someone, but just consider her filter... broken.

Easily overwhelmed: Chess will often put too much onto her own plate, making it easy for her to get overwhelmed. She may be calm, but no one is above getting overwhelmed and panicked every once in a while. Despite this, she knows when to ask for help, but it may be too late. She has often found herself in a bad situation or disappointing someone as a result of this trait, this is the trait she hates most about herself.

Narrow-minded: She isn't one to stray from tradition, and frowns upon anything against the code and against the 'Normal'. It is very hard for her to accept change, whether it is good change or bad. This can sometimes be a good trait or a bad trait, because if no one kept tradition, then it would be lost to later generations. But sometimes traditions are meant to be lost.

----Stats----

Strengths:

Eye sight
Speed
Tactics

Weaknesses:

Strength
Easily distracted
Young

----Family----
Father|| Demetri

Mother|| Laika

----Relationships----

Hate / Untrustworthy

Dislike

Unsure / Still developing thoughts

Neutral / Acquaintances

Friend

Best / Close Friend

Interested

Takes a Liking to / Crush

Attachment

Missing / On the Mind

Love

Family

Lust

Mate

Respect

Deceased

---Likes---

Sun bathing
Racing
Rain
Thunder
Warm weather
Star gazing

---Dislikes---

Deep water
Cold weather
Frogs
Bugs of any sort
Cats who stare

---Misc---

Chessa loves to sing, but not in front of other cats.

She often takes walks by herself, despite not enjoying being by herself.

Doublegaze has Asthma (Unknown to her of course) so she can't run for long or do anything that will make her breathing harder for very long. She knows how to control it if she has an Asthma attack though.

What was your character's stance on entering paradise?
Though she will try her hardest to get there, she feels unworthy of it, such a perfect place could not be meant for her... could it?

Was your character a scholar, did they believe in the lore found about locating paradise?
Chess wasn't a scholar, but she had always hoped that Paradise was real, she would hear other cats talk about it and demand to hear more, she was determined to see it one day.

----Roleplay Sample----Sample taken from an rp in With 's Cookiekit and my Bearscar.
Bearscar walked around in Riverclan camp, his figure a mear shadow and his eyes a faint glow. This was the time when he could search for his new prey. Oh how he love the taste of anger that many cats gave off. He stopped just outside the nursery "What is this? Surely a young one couldn't be giving that off. "He turned to the entrance and walked in, finding the source of the anger in a small female kit. "Hmm... perhaps a peek." Bearscar wasn't know to haunt kits as much as adults, finding them much too easy to frighten, but he was particularly couriouse about this one. Quietly and unknown to the she-kit, he went into her mind and brought her deeper and deeper into the forest of darkness.

Description

"What use is there in living if you can't even have the will to be kind? It seems life would be very dreadful if you spent it being bitter." ~ Chessa

----General Information----
Name - Chessa

Age - 3 years

Gender - female

Breed - moggy

----Appearance----

Pelt - Mousy brown with lighter patches and winding stripes.

Eyes - one amber and one green.

Other Noticeable Scars/Traits - She has a large scar across her face from an animal attack.

Book Description - A small, slightly stocky she-cat with long fur and heterochromic eyes.

Scent - Slightly sweet and earthy.

----Sexuality----

Orientation - Pansexual

Activity - She is a virgin

Mate - None
Interests - She isn't picky when it comes to the one she loves.
Likes - Kind, caring and mature cats.
Dislikes - Rude, disrespectful cats.

----History----

Kithood(0-6 months):

Chessa was born, along with her three siblings, to a dark brown tom named Demetri and a light grey she-cat named Laika. Her parents were both kind cats who grew up together in the wastes, never leaving the other alone as their family members died one by one. They became mates and had a litter of healthy kits. The first to be born was the black she-kit who was named Lilly for her delicate frame which her mother said "She is as delicate as a flower." Next born was the fiery pelted tom who was name Kai, for his fiery temper and, of course, his pelt. Next was Petral, Named for her red/brown pelt. And lastly was Chessa, and what a surprise she was. Her parents were shocked at her eye colors when she finally opened them. The family was happy for the most part, hiding in a small den until the kittens were old enough, Chessa didn't know anything outside the den, but one night she herd a strange and fantastic noise. She couldn't explain it even if she tried, and being you, she decided to see what had made the sounds. She had finally reached the outside and saw the stars when she heard the noise again, but this time it was followed by a shrill screech and pounding of paws. The little kit had never been so terrified and screamed for her father as she back-tracked into then den, but it was too late. The unknown creature grabbed the kit by the head and whipped her back with so much force she was knock unconscious.

The next day she woke up, weak and in pain, her mother explained that they had heard her and chased the creature off, though it had made it's mark. from that day on she had a very deep scar going across her face, reminding her that the wasteland was a dangerous place. You never know if you will loose your life.

young adult (6 months-1 1/2 years):

Chessa was thrilled to start training with her father and siblings! Demetri decided that it was time to teach his children how to survive and that he did. They learned to hunt, scavenge and fight within the first few months and then started to provide for the family. After a while, it was decided that the children would be allowed to hunt in pairs, as long as they stayed together. Chessa and Kai left the den for a scavenging trip, bickering along the way as they often did. the two were gone for a couple hours and were heading back with the little loot they had found, when sudden;y they heard shrill screeching and yelling. The two young cats felt uneasy about going towards the noise until they heard the cry of a kitten. They bolted towards the sight and were met by two cats attacking a female and her kittens, wasting no time, they pounced upon the attackers. After fighting for a while the two toms hissed and backed away "You will regret this, you little runts!" One of them spat before sprinting off. Chessa snorted at his words and turned to the queen. "Are you alright? Why were they attacking you?" Chess asked in her usual clam tone. "T-they were trying to bring me back to their group, i escaped with my children. P-please you must help us, they will be back!" The she-cat seemed panicked so chessa tried her best to calm her down. "Don't worry, we will take you to our parents, surely they will let you stay with us." She gave a sweet smile and lead the way back home.

"No."
The stern and sharp reply echoed from her father's mouth after they had brought the she-cat and her kittens to the den entrance. "What! How can you just turn them away, Father? They need our help!" Kai's protest landed on deaf ears as Demetri turned away from the distraught female. "I said no Kai. Those raiders will not rest until they get her back, if she stays here we are all at risk." His gruff tone never wavered, it was like stone. Kai pinned back his ears and let out a guttural growl. Chessa was holding back tears at the thought of leaving the female and her children alone. "Pappa, they won't be able to-" She was cut off by the female's pleading wails "please! You can't leave us alone, we will never be able to survive by ourselves, I'm begging you!" She was sobbing frantically as she looked to our father for any other answer.
"No. You need to leave now, i wish you the best. Don't make me chase you." Demetri said again in a flat tone and turned to go back into the den. Kai growled after him "How can you leave a defenseless mother and her kits to die!" The mother had already turned to go, leaving the shocked Chessa and raging Kai outside the den's entrance. "Maybe poppa has a reason for leaving them... Maybe he's right." She mewed in a quiet tone, but grew silent as Kai turned to glare at her. "I should have known, you are no better then him." He hissed and stalked inside, leaving the she-cat to think.

Adult(1/2- 3 years:

A month after the unknown she-cat and her kits had left, the family woke up to a loud wail and shouts outside their den. "WE'RE BACK, RUNTS!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!" was all the family heard as they were dragged out of their home with teeth and claws and all 6 of them dropped into a circle of large battle ready cats of all sizes. "What is the meaning of this! How dare you attack my family and i!" Demetri demanded of the ring leader. "Simple you made me loose something of mine and i want it back!" The big tom hissed.
Chessa felt her mother grow closer and whisper something into her ear "On my mark, you must run, so you understand?" Chessa could only nod as she listened to her father hiss words at the leader.

"NOW!"
Chessa almost missed it, she didn't realize her mother would shout so soon, but she bolted alongside her greying mother and left the group of cats behind. Only after a moment did she hear the yowls of her father and brother and the screams of one of her sisters. 'No... did they get away?' The young cat thought to herself through panic and tears. She and her mother never saw the rest of their family after that night.
Chessa and Laika traveled for a year after that, meeting up with other groups and hearing stories of a gate and a wonderful place called 'Paradise' was on the tongues of all they spoke to. They join a group of cats that had heard of a gate, a gate that opened to this beautiful place, but on the journey her mother had grown ill.

They were here! The gate to Eden it's self! But all was not well. Laika was unable to make it all the way to where the gate was located and told Chessa to leave her "You are my everything, child, i need you to live on for me... Promise me!" Chessa let her ears drop. "I promise..."

With that, she left her mother for Paradise, but it was not so simple. Let the trials begin.

Roleplay history: TBA

----Personality -----

|Determined|Kind|Level-headed|Outgoing|

Determined: Once she sets her mind is set on a task, it takes quite a lot of effort to distract her from it. No matter what, Chessa will finish her task, even if she works herself too hard while doing so. She is steadfast, making her a loyal companion and ally, thought sometimes at the expense of herself. Chess has been know to work herself to the point of exhaustion, which is certainly unhealthy for her, this trait makes her constantly tired as seen mostly in her eyes. Her determination is what gives her the drive to strive to enter Paradise.

Kind: Chessa tries her best to show her best side no matter what, always trying to help, cheer her clan mates up or playing with kits. Even if she herself is in a bad mood, she doesn't treat anyone any different. This she-cat goes out of her way to be gentle and caring to those who nee it most, while others might pass them by. She will always be there to comfort her friends.

Level-headed: Chessa takes pride in being able to stay calm in any situation, within reason of course. If something were to happen you will find her calming other cats and making sure everything is in order. It takes a lot to get this she-cat frazzled. In the heat of a battle or the light of a tragedy, Chessa will stay as a constant calm in the storm.

Outgoing: She has never been one to be shy and has always been able to make friends. She hates being alone, so she always make an effort to be social, and even help those who might be less outgoing, and need a friend. She is extreamly friendly even to those who are not, she shows other cats a better face then she is shown.

|Serious|Blunt|Easily Overwhelmed|Narrow-minded|

Serious: She may be cheerful, but most of the time she both acts and speaks sincerely and in earnest, rather than in a joking manner. Sometimes she takes thing too seriously, such as certain jokes or if a situation is important, she will seem very... uptight in some cases. If a situation calls for it, she will demand those who are being disruptive to be quiet.

Blunt: She says it like it is and never sugar coats it, which sometimes makes a situation worse. It is just part of being young, she doesn't know when she should sugar coat it in order for all to stay calm. This trait does more harm then good. Chessa will never say anything to purposely hurt someone, but just consider her filter... broken.

Easily overwhelmed: Chess will often put too much onto her own plate, making it easy for her to get overwhelmed. She may be calm, but no one is above getting overwhelmed and panicked every once in a while. Despite this, she knows when to ask for help, but it may be too late. She has often found herself in a bad situation or disappointing someone as a result of this trait, this is the trait she hates most about herself.

Narrow-minded: She isn't one to stray from tradition, and frowns upon anything against the code and against the 'Normal'. It is very hard for her to accept change, whether it is good change or bad. This can sometimes be a good trait or a bad trait, because if no one kept tradition, then it would be lost to later generations. But sometimes traditions are meant to be lost.

----Stats----

Strengths:

Eye sight
Speed
Tactics

Weaknesses:

Strength
Easily distracted
Young

----Family----
Father|| Demetri

Mother|| Laika

----Relationships----

Hate / Untrustworthy

Dislike

Unsure / Still developing thoughts

Neutral / Acquaintances

Friend

Best / Close Friend

Interested

Takes a Liking to / Crush

Attachment

Missing / On the Mind

Love

Family

Lust

Mate

Respect

Deceased

---Likes---

Sun bathing
Racing
Rain
Thunder
Warm weather
Star gazing

---Dislikes---

Deep water
Cold weather
Frogs
Bugs of any sort
Cats who stare

---Misc---

Chessa loves to sing, but not in front of other cats.

She often takes walks by herself, despite not enjoying being by herself.

Doublegaze has Asthma (Unknown to her of course) so she can't run for long or do anything that will make her breathing harder for very long. She knows how to control it if she has an Asthma attack though.

What was your character's stance on entering paradise?
Though she will try her hardest to get there, she feels unworthy of it, such a perfect place could not be meant for her... could it?

Was your character a scholar, did they believe in the lore found about locating paradise?
Chess wasn't a scholar, but she had always hoped that Paradise was real, she would hear other cats talk about it and demand to hear more, she was determined to see it one day.

----Roleplay Sample----Sample taken from an rp in With 's Cookiekit and my Bearscar.
Bearscar walked around in Riverclan camp, his figure a mear shadow and his eyes a faint glow. This was the time when he could search for his new prey. Oh how he love the taste of anger that many cats gave off. He stopped just outside the nursery "What is this? Surely a young one couldn't be giving that off. "He turned to the entrance and walked in, finding the source of the anger in a small female kit. "Hmm... perhaps a peek." Bearscar wasn't know to haunt kits as much as adults, finding them much too easy to frighten, but he was particularly couriouse about this one. Quietly and unknown to the she-kit, he went into her mind and brought her deeper and deeper into the forest of darkness.