Song of the Lonely Ibis

**Song of the Lonely Ibis** is owned by **Whiskers**

**Song of the Lonely Ibis** is a dusty-gray tabby she-cat with white patches.

## Description

### Physical

The feline is breathtaking, the model-esque feline that kittens wish to be when they grow up. This statement refers not only to the she-cat's demeanor, but her appearance as well. She is a perfect example of a Tribe of Howling Night cat: Ibis stands on long yet firm limbs with an overall slender frame, streamline and born to run with the wolves. However, due to the length of her legs, Ibis' tail looks awkwardly short, although it doesn't help that she lost part of it to a wolf back in kittenhood. She's very much embarrassed by it, and hates it when others comment on the short appendage.

Like most of her tribemates, the Stoneteller is short-furred. Her coat is uniform throughout, as if it was buzz-cut to fit her frame perfectly. Her fur is only semi-dense, perhaps more thin than it is thick due to the serious heat that her forested home faces. Ibis is primarily white in color, like the graceful bird in which she's named after. However, she is neatly patched by dusty-gray portions of tabby fur, neatly laced by fine mackerel tabby stripes.

### Personality

Ibis is a cat with a ton of weight on her shoulders, and an entire sky of ancestors that are against her simply because of the gender she was born with. The most recent Stoneteller is responsible with a mature and level-headed air, but most of this is a facade. At heart, the she-cat is under pressure that she can't shake, leaving her with restless nights and an overall feeling of emptiness. She pelts herself with questions at night that never help with the lack of sleep: did they make the right choice in choosing her? Does her tribe believe in her as well? Or do they all doubt her? Ibis has so much on her chest, but feels that there are no ears to listen, none that would understand.

The tribe that she leads is about as stubborn and stuck to its ancient roots as the trees that surround them. Ibis, however, is a cat with new and modern ideas, a mind that's constantly at work and thinking up new solutions. However, she understand the prejudice against her- and trying to change the way of her tribe while also being the first female Stoneteller? Not a great idea. She can only dream, for now.

At heart, when given the chance, Ibis is a hopelessly romantic, kind-hearted feline. However, she puts on a stony and silent mask in order to maintain the respect that she should be receiving from her tribe. She wishes for nothing more than to be able to be the cat that she knows she is, to say and act as she pleases without losing the respect of her tribemates...but she also only wants her tribe to be safe, to be happy. And not just as a whole- as individuals. After all, Ibis is as personable as they come.

## History

### Background

Ibis and her sister had been born to a queen of the Tribe of Howling Night alongside the mangrove at dawn, an event that was unexpected. Their father had been a loner, a cat unwelcomed by the stubborn tribe. When Ibis was born, she had fallen into the mangrove and was swept away by a gentle current, to where the Stoneteller was perched on their sacred rock some distance away. The tribe took it as a sign: this kit was to be the next Stoneteller. But the only problem was, this kit was a *she-cat*, and the tribe never had a female leader.

The Stoneteller despised his to-be, but was left with no choice but to train Ibis to be his successor. The two had a rocky relationship, one that consisted of many foul words on the tom's part, but eventually he passed and left her to take over as Stoneteller.

## Relationships

### Other

**Blaze of the Relentless Sun:**

WIP