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Description
Name: Samah
Nickname: Her close friends and family call her Sam, But after her dad died and she left to become a solider, she hates that name.

Gender: Female

Age: 1 year and 3 months old.

Rank: Solider (Sorry i spelled it wrong on the ref sheet)

Breed: A mix of American short-hair, a tiny bit of Bengal and mostly California Spangled cat.

Accessories: A small feather wrapped around her back left leg and her armor, which can be found here:

Personality:
Don't let her looks fool you. Samah may be skinny, small and pretty but she is as fierce and strong as any cat. She is very bold, and not afraid to speak her mind, which often gets herself in fights. She is extremely stubborn with her ideas and will act very cocky and arrogant around most cats, other than the cats she looks up at. Samah only admires cats with strength, knowledge and speed, and looks down on the injured, poor or weak.
Samah will often take on much bigger and stronger cats, which is where she got almost all of her scars at. She is very agile and fast, with a sturdy stance. She is hot-headed and hard to deal with, but under that layer of anger, arrogance and stubbornness comes a nice little she-cat. It takes a lot for Samah to trust any cat, and getting mad easily, she never makes friends. She has a constant get-the-heck-away-from-me scowl on her face that normally tells cats to leave her alone.
Samah hates being made fun of for her skinniness and tall legs. Most cats don't know that she's all muscle and no fat. Samah is almost fearless when it comes to fighting, but she isn't the smartest cat in the word, which makes Samah ashamed. She has never had much knowledge on anything but fighting.
Samah most of the time gets her way. She can be very manipulative to cats and often lies. She is sneaky and mean, and will likely stab you in the back if your not careful. If she needs something from a male, she will be very seductive and flirty, even if she doesn't give a tail about him. She only does it to get her way. But when Samah doesn't go her way, things get bad. Samah can be extremely bitchy and whiny, but that's not the real her. She never begs and is very independent.

Kin: Samah never talks about her family, and finds herself sometimes forgetting about them.
Mother: Eris
Father: Demeter
Sister: Delilah
Brother: Icarus
Backstory:
As a young kitten , Samah already had much responsibility. She had two younger siblings to take care of while both her parents worked. Samah was the first litter Eris had, and the only one who survived. After that, Samah's mother, Eris had another litter, of only two kittens survived.
Samah lived in the dirty, poor slums of Haris, barely making it by with the little food they had. She willingly sacrificed almost all of her food to her younger brother and sister. Often Samah would get into fights with the other kittens that they lived near. She'd be made fun of for being so skinny and having strange markings, and so would her little siblings. Samah would hurt any cat who tried to harm her younger siblings, and as she grew, she had a reputation of being a good fighter, but a mean, nasty cat. Her little siblings were her only friends, making her socially awkward, quiet and mean.
After her father died, and Delilah and Icarus grew, She started to distance herself away from her brother and mother. Her brother was too much like her father, and the memory was too painful. She felt her mother had done nothing to help the family. Even little Delilah was growing up. Samah soon used her fighting skills to become a solider, laving her family behind.

Other:
• Samah hates being called Sam, because her family used to call her that.
• Samah was going to be named Delilah, but her parents decided not to.
•Samah does not like water, but absolutely loves fire.
• Samah dislikes weak cats and cats who do not have the same opinion than her.
• Samah admires cats with power. She has no jealousy against the cats living it up in Eden.

Relationships:
Neutral
Discomfort/fear
Friends
Good friends
Family
Crush
Love
Hate/despise
Unsure/ Okay with.

/ Iris(Quarian): When I first saw her, she was in a tree. Lazy bum.
I cannot stand her. I don't want anything to do with her the rest of my life!

Quin (soldier): He is literally the dumbest cat I've ever met!

/ Raoul/ Kestrel (Alem): He's... Interesting. I have no idea where he comes from, but he's pretty smart. I under estimated him. *Smirk*
This cat... Oh, this cat. I'm letting him stay at my house for the night.. and well... *blush* I kinda knocked him over... But he didn't mind.

I HATE this cat! I hate him! I can't wait to dig my claws into his stupid, tiny little throat! He means nothing to me and he never will! I told him everything. I spilled out my whole heart for him. I sat there, on that cloth when he spent the night, and told him everything. I even told him about that dumb cat who broke my heart when i was younger. I... I told him I've never ever kissed anyone before. He leaned down... and he kissed me. It was like electricity... And I just sat there. He looked like he was upset, like he didn't know what to do and he was thinking really had. He got up, and told me He had to go, and that i should find some other cat. He told me that we wouldn't ever work out. He left... He left me there, sitting down, with my heart spilled. I hate him. I want him dead. I want him to die, right now.

Zynamite(Swordsman) I have to admit... He's okay. A little strange...
He let me stay the night in his tent... He's very nice. I.... I admire him. He's so strong and wise. Oh listen to me! I should stop rambling.
/ I can't believe this... He saved my life. And from these weird zombie cats! If it wasn't for him, I'd be dead! I... I don't know what to think. And him offering to take me out to dinner? When I'm near him I feel safe. It's so strange... I guess he just wants to protect me... But... I feel like I want more from him. Oh god, why?! I hate myself so much... I wish I didn't have feelings like this. I vowed to never like anyone ever again, after what happened with that other tom...
I really do like him.. *Smile* He's really nice, and so strong. He saved let me stay in his tent, fed me breakfast, saved my life and now taking me to dinner? When will I stop owing him??
/ Whenever I'm around him, I'm sorta tingle. He has this way of making me feel happy.
I can't believe it. I don't like... I don't like him. Maybe.... Maybe I just need to stay away from him.... But when I look into his eyes, I know he doesn't feel the same way about me. I won't ever confess my feelings... Never.

Role-play Example:
The cold floor chilled Samah's little black paws as she slowly slid behind a pile of scrap metal and dirt. The whole room was a dark gray, due to the lack of windows and sunlight. She narrowed her piercing green eyes, staring intently at her target. She moved forward, making no sound at all. Samah was looking at a tall, leather bag full of sand. It swayed slightly from the last time she had jumped at it. She tensed, so carefully and so perilously, that as soon as she jumped, she clung right onto the bag, which was just as big as her. Her heart thudding in her chest , she bit and clawed the bag. Releasing her paws, Samah jumped back down, and before her feet could barely touch the floor, she darted back up into the air. She dug her claws into the leather, and thinking fast she bit the spot where its neck could be. The bag swayed viciously, due to her jumping on it so many times. She knew biting it wouldn't do the trick. She raised up her back leg to her belt, shoving her dagger straight into the victim's chest with her back paw. Satisfaction filled her veins, but she had taken too long. 15 seconds. Samah gracefully flew down, leaving her dagger in the bag. With her delicate little paws, she trotted out. Soon, that bag would be a real creature. And soon, yes, very soon, her paws would be covered with real blood.
40 Haris Points so far

Description
Name: Samah
Nickname: Her close friends and family call her Sam, But after her dad died and she left to become a solider, she hates that name.

Gender: Female

Age: 1 year and 3 months old.

Rank: Solider (Sorry i spelled it wrong on the ref sheet)

Breed: A mix of American short-hair, a tiny bit of Bengal and mostly California Spangled cat.

Accessories: A small feather wrapped around her back left leg and her armor, which can be found here:

Personality:
Don't let her looks fool you. Samah may be skinny, small and pretty but she is as fierce and strong as any cat. She is very bold, and not afraid to speak her mind, which often gets herself in fights. She is extremely stubborn with her ideas and will act very cocky and arrogant around most cats, other than the cats she looks up at. Samah only admires cats with strength, knowledge and speed, and looks down on the injured, poor or weak.
Samah will often take on much bigger and stronger cats, which is where she got almost all of her scars at. She is very agile and fast, with a sturdy stance. She is hot-headed and hard to deal with, but under that layer of anger, arrogance and stubbornness comes a nice little she-cat. It takes a lot for Samah to trust any cat, and getting mad easily, she never makes friends. She has a constant get-the-heck-away-from-me scowl on her face that normally tells cats to leave her alone.
Samah hates being made fun of for her skinniness and tall legs. Most cats don't know that she's all muscle and no fat. Samah is almost fearless when it comes to fighting, but she isn't the smartest cat in the word, which makes Samah ashamed. She has never had much knowledge on anything but fighting.
Samah most of the time gets her way. She can be very manipulative to cats and often lies. She is sneaky and mean, and will likely stab you in the back if your not careful. If she needs something from a male, she will be very seductive and flirty, even if she doesn't give a tail about him. She only does it to get her way. But when Samah doesn't go her way, things get bad. Samah can be extremely bitchy and whiny, but that's not the real her. She never begs and is very independent.

Kin: Samah never talks about her family, and finds herself sometimes forgetting about them.
Mother: Eris
Father: Demeter
Sister: Delilah
Brother: Icarus
Backstory:
As a young kitten , Samah already had much responsibility. She had two younger siblings to take care of while both her parents worked. Samah was the first litter Eris had, and the only one who survived. After that, Samah's mother, Eris had another litter, of only two kittens survived.
Samah lived in the dirty, poor slums of Haris, barely making it by with the little food they had. She willingly sacrificed almost all of her food to her younger brother and sister. Often Samah would get into fights with the other kittens that they lived near. She'd be made fun of for being so skinny and having strange markings, and so would her little siblings. Samah would hurt any cat who tried to harm her younger siblings, and as she grew, she had a reputation of being a good fighter, but a mean, nasty cat. Her little siblings were her only friends, making her socially awkward, quiet and mean.
After her father died, and Delilah and Icarus grew, She started to distance herself away from her brother and mother. Her brother was too much like her father, and the memory was too painful. She felt her mother had done nothing to help the family. Even little Delilah was growing up. Samah soon used her fighting skills to become a solider, laving her family behind.

Other:
• Samah hates being called Sam, because her family used to call her that.
• Samah was going to be named Delilah, but her parents decided not to.
•Samah does not like water, but absolutely loves fire.
• Samah dislikes weak cats and cats who do not have the same opinion than her.
• Samah admires cats with power. She has no jealousy against the cats living it up in Eden.

Relationships:
Neutral
Discomfort/fear
Friends
Good friends
Family
Crush
Love
Hate/despise
Unsure/ Okay with.

/ Iris(Quarian): When I first saw her, she was in a tree. Lazy bum.
I cannot stand her. I don't want anything to do with her the rest of my life!

Quin (soldier): He is literally the dumbest cat I've ever met!

/ Raoul/ Kestrel (Alem): He's... Interesting. I have no idea where he comes from, but he's pretty smart. I under estimated him. *Smirk*
This cat... Oh, this cat. I'm letting him stay at my house for the night.. and well... *blush* I kinda knocked him over... But he didn't mind.

I HATE this cat! I hate him! I can't wait to dig my claws into his stupid, tiny little throat! He means nothing to me and he never will! I told him everything. I spilled out my whole heart for him. I sat there, on that cloth when he spent the night, and told him everything. I even told him about that dumb cat who broke my heart when i was younger. I... I told him I've never ever kissed anyone before. He leaned down... and he kissed me. It was like electricity... And I just sat there. He looked like he was upset, like he didn't know what to do and he was thinking really had. He got up, and told me He had to go, and that i should find some other cat. He told me that we wouldn't ever work out. He left... He left me there, sitting down, with my heart spilled. I hate him. I want him dead. I want him to die, right now.

Zynamite(Swordsman) I have to admit... He's okay. A little strange...
He let me stay the night in his tent... He's very nice. I.... I admire him. He's so strong and wise. Oh listen to me! I should stop rambling.
/ I can't believe this... He saved my life. And from these weird zombie cats! If it wasn't for him, I'd be dead! I... I don't know what to think. And him offering to take me out to dinner? When I'm near him I feel safe. It's so strange... I guess he just wants to protect me... But... I feel like I want more from him. Oh god, why?! I hate myself so much... I wish I didn't have feelings like this. I vowed to never like anyone ever again, after what happened with that other tom...
I really do like him.. *Smile* He's really nice, and so strong. He saved let me stay in his tent, fed me breakfast, saved my life and now taking me to dinner? When will I stop owing him??
/ Whenever I'm around him, I'm sorta tingle. He has this way of making me feel happy.
I can't believe it. I don't like... I don't like him. Maybe.... Maybe I just need to stay away from him.... But when I look into his eyes, I know he doesn't feel the same way about me. I won't ever confess my feelings... Never.

Role-play Example:
The cold floor chilled Samah's little black paws as she slowly slid behind a pile of scrap metal and dirt. The whole room was a dark gray, due to the lack of windows and sunlight. She narrowed her piercing green eyes, staring intently at her target. She moved forward, making no sound at all. Samah was looking at a tall, leather bag full of sand. It swayed slightly from the last time she had jumped at it. She tensed, so carefully and so perilously, that as soon as she jumped, she clung right onto the bag, which was just as big as her. Her heart thudding in her chest , she bit and clawed the bag. Releasing her paws, Samah jumped back down, and before her feet could barely touch the floor, she darted back up into the air. She dug her claws into the leather, and thinking fast she bit the spot where its neck could be. The bag swayed viciously, due to her jumping on it so many times. She knew biting it wouldn't do the trick. She raised up her back leg to her belt, shoving her dagger straight into the victim's chest with her back paw. Satisfaction filled her veins, but she had taken too long. 15 seconds. Samah gracefully flew down, leaving her dagger in the bag. With her delicate little paws, she trotted out. Soon, that bag would be a real creature. And soon, yes, very soon, her paws would be covered with real blood.
40 Haris Points so far