[b]Name: [/b] Cassiopeia Larken
[b]Species:[/b] Cat/ Nyanni
[b]Tribe/Clan/Pack/etc.:[/b]  Larken (totem: lark)
[b]Description: [/b]  [img]https://tse2.mm.bing.net/th?id=OIP.L619B0Y052z9JV9mQayAfwEsDw&w=229&h=183&c=7&qlt=90&o=4&pid=1.7[/img]
[b]Personality: [/b] Cassiopeia is very intelligent; however, she can be somewhat blasé. Her moral alignment would be described as true neutral. She is trust worthy, and will never tell someone’s secret. Or perhaps, she uses them for her own gain… Cassiopeia is bold, and doesn’t enjoy thinking of ‘what if?’ 
[b]Background: [/b] Cassiopeia was taken prisoner on the ship after a scuffle with one of the ship workers after it unknowingly docked close to a hunting party. The cats fired at the crewmembers but she was caught by one of them. By the time the others went to get help, she was already locked up (still threatening them) with nothing they could do. Before that, she had lived happily with her tribe, and was establishing herself as a huntress. 
[b]Talent: [/b] People skills, is something that not everyone is quite adept at. Cassiopeia is excellent at, in fact, her tribe mates used to joke she could charm the pants off of the wolves’ leader.
[b]Weakness:[/b] Using technology; since she used to live with her tribe without any, it gives her quite the headache. She’d be just fine without ever having to use it. 
[b]Knack: [/b] Decision making; Cassiopeia used to aid in hunts and would often be given the task of choosing which prey to go after. She makes up her mind quickly and does so without remorse.
[b]Flaw: [/b] Cassiopeia’s back right leg, is still not as strong as the others from a bad break as a kitten. It can sometimes cause uncomfortable pressure but other than that it does not affect her too badly.
[b]Posts/Week: [/b] 3
[b]Example Post: [/b]

	Cassiopeia hissed at the guard as he walked by. He smirked at the captive lynx, his harsh grey eyes glinting in amusement. The lupin walked up to the bars and asked mockingly, “What are you going to do?” Cassiopeia launches forward trying to scratch him, instead of clothing her face hit a metal bar. He howled in laughter, his tan scarred muzzle twitching as he did so.  Cassiopeia sighed in defeat and walked over to a shadowy part of the cell. It was useless, she would never get out of here. “Oh, you have given me such a wound!” He continued in a mock pained voice. After laughing at her again he left her. Cassiopeia’s amber orbs studied her small cell; grey wall, gray floor, grey everything! She missed the lush forests she had grown up in. [i] I want to go home. [/i] Her claws absent-mindedly dug into the prisoner’s outfit that they’d given her to wear, she had swiftly refused, instead taking the time to curse at them. 

	The door opened and her audits swiveled towards them. She ignored it until she smelled food. Her stomach made noises signifying her hunger. Cassiopeia noted the footsteps she heard, “Here’s dinner, I made sure to get it fresh.” Looking up, she recognized this lupin. The wolf slid the tray through the bars and stepping away from the bars. 

	“Thank you.” Cassiopeia called after the fellow female before swiftly digging in. Despite being miserable in this cell, she could appreciate the taste of this food. 

	“Where is my food?” The male guard joked.

	“In the cafeteria, I am not your slave.” The female rolled her eyes before casting one final glance at Cassiopeia, and leaving the cell room. 

	Cassiopeia scarfed the meal down, licking her lips in content. She then went to the task of grooming herself, she wasn’t without manners after all. Her tongue’s many pallipae going through her spotted pelt. When she was certain that the task was complete, she laid down. Her mouth opened in a yawn, her tongue stretching out. Her thoughts went back to her tribe mates that would often sun beside her after eating. The cell was cold, would have bothered a hairless animal but all it did was remind Cassiopeia of her warm home. She sighed before closing her eyes, ready for the sleepiness to take over.