Darkbreeze is an interesting character, that's for sure. She's a pessimist and loathes optimism. Her initial intent is to scare others away with her rude and distrusting nature, but many seemed drawn in to her for that reason. She tries to stay away from others, her intentions set on isolation due to the fact that she hates her clan as well as her own mates, but it always seems to result in a break out of angered words; in which she becomes sharp tongued. Darkbreeze is one not to be reckoned with. She can send a grown tom crying with her words of hate which sting like ice. However, if you manage to befriend her, a task almost impossible- she becomes a wise she-cat; willing to help you…to an extent of course. She hates doing duties around the camp, therefore- good luck doing it on your own. Although she may hate many cats herself, more than toms, she-cats despise her. She has a type of charm that has harmed many relationships in the past. All relationships not connected to her, of course. She can be manipulative and sly when wanting to get something. And though she has a secret lust for toms, many times she'll only sleep with them in order to obtain a blackmail threat or relieve stress. She's a fire starter in many cases, and loves to watch the world burn. Furthermore, she's also boastful of this hidden secret. But to a selective few, of course. She's determined to get what she wants, dirty or not.
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Tabbied with shades of brown, a feline pondered upon the border of ThunderClan and RiverClan. Her eyes, like two amber pools, focused upon the dense shurbbery of the neighboring lands- although a rustle briefly shifted the atmosphere, and brought a nearby rabbit into focus. Dazing upon the rabbit, she sighed with a sigh, not of fatigue, but disappointment. She had wandered to this certain area earlier in the day- searching for the tom whom she called her mate. After giving the tom the time of at least 2 hours to appear, she had given up, and disappeared- back into her homelands. But now, back upon the borderline- only to be seperated by a thin brook of trickling water -she sighed once more. Tigersun was nowhere in sight.
As the day progressed slowly, she calmly waited- resuming to the present time. The winds lurched foward stirring downwards from the upper lands. Within the gentle breezes, a scent of felines and catnip mingled together- only to be expelled at the area of where she sat. "Huh..," she murmured with a curious breath, her eyes glancing towards the scent. Furthermore, knowing Tigersun would let her down, ditch her in other terms,, she ventured towards the scent- her eyes catching glimpse of a golden tom. "Hello!" She mewed- friendly for once, scenting that he had catnip...and a precious amount, in fact.