Name: "They call me Glory."
Age: "Eight months. Does it matter?"
Breed: "Stray." Mized. Has signs of tabby and a bit of Siamese.
Gender: "Female, obviously."
Owner: "Everyone at the ranch is my owner." Duties of feeding are usually divided.
Height&Weight: "... I will not tell." She's probably 1/3 of a foot in height. She is 5 Ibs.
Personality: "Why don't you get the time to know me."
History/Past: "Not. Telling."
Strengths: She is good at climbing and swimming. She prides herself in knowing most of the hiding holes around the ranch that she hides in.
Weaknesses: She is not the best at out-running an angry horse or dog
Collar etc: No collar. She'd strangle herself if caught on a tree branch.
Ranch: "Silver Hoof Ranch."
Theme song: Embers by Owl City.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5si7w3uS9tULikes&Dislikes: "Try finding them."
Likes peace and quiet, no anger, her beauty rest, every kind of meat, dairy products.
Dislikes Loud, noisy objects, anger, no sleep, some vegetables, soured milk.
Extra: She had to have her right back leg amputated when it became infected due to a large wound. She is not fixed.
((Ahem, This will probably be the last roleplay I apply for. It's kinda tiring when people plain out ignore my roleplays. BI))