Ellie//"Thorn"//WIP

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Ellie

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NAME
Ellie R. "Thorn" Joseph

NICKNAMES
Thorn.

AGE
18 years.

GENDER
(Other? xD) Female

HOMETOWN
Heart Thome City

APPEARANCE

What does your character look like? Include things like hair style, colour, eye colour, height, weight, build, skin tone, choice of clothing... At least 250-300 words/two-three paragraphs.

PERSONALITY

What does your character act like? You may like to include their likes, dislikes, fears and ambitions here. At least 250-300 words/ two-three paragraphs.

HISTORY

What happened to your character when they were younger? How have they developed, what experiences have caused them to act the way they have? At least 250-300 words/ two-three paragraphs.

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OUT OF CHARACTER
(You do not have to do this section if you have already had a character accepted.)

NAME
Emily

HOW DID YOU FIND US?
No idea.

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Rain pattered on the leafy tree's and a young ocelot cub whimpered as a large drop smacked him in the nose. His mother snarled in front of him as her head rammed the edge of a half opened metal door. She rammed it again then fell onto her back "Your killing yourself!" The cub cried when he noticed his mothers forehead trickling blood. His mother sighed and shook her head while the patter of rain washed the red liquid onto the ground. The young mother continued to hit the cage. "No!" the cub cried again. Another male was holding him so he couldn't stop his mother. With a final heave the cubs mother slammed into the cage door. there was a loud *CRACK* and a little*scree* as the door swung open and the ocelot fell to the floor, blood gushing out of her skull. "Mother, no!" The cub screeched and yanked himself out of the grip of the male, his father. The cub burst into tears and looked at his father, who's eyes where shut tight. A tear formed and slid down his face. The cub shook his head. "Noo....no momma!" He stood next to her coaxing her to get up. He opened her eyes. There was life in those dead eyes. The cub backed away "No....she's alive, she's alive!" He cried out. His father shoved him out the gate without a word. After walking only a few steps he heard a snarl and a large gray figure swept past him, grasping his father in its jaws, and ran off into the night. The cub cried out in surprise then started to run. The gray figures where all around him, closing in. He screamed
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Kiv's eyes fluttered open. "Mother? Father?" He looked around just a dream... A tear slid down his cheek. Kiv slowly stood up and streatched. He knew no one else was near him. Kiv sat in his old den, in his old cage. This was the first time he'd been back there in three years. He shuddered at the memories shrouding it. He padded forward and lapped at a pool of water that had formed in the corned "Ack!" He spat it out. A dead frog lay in the center of it. Shaking his head he turned and walked away, out of his nest. He sat near the open cage door, he could get out, but didn't want to. He didn't know what was out there. Slowly he open'd his mouth to take in the scent. Nothing. Well nothing unusual. Possibly another Ocelot. He slowly stode out of the den, wondering what he'd find outside...