Name: Catali
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Orientation: Heterosexual
Birthplace: Telgar Weyr
Rank: Jr. Weyrling
Family: father D'ali,weyrleader of Telgar, bronze Garpith, 32 mother Catra, weyrwoman, gold Wedrenth, 29
Siblings- Sisters: Datra, 13 Atri, 6
Brother: Daralin, 15
Identifying traits: Only what she beleives to be her radiant beauty.
Appearance: Catali has long golden hair that cascades down to the middle of her back. Her eyes are a bright icy blue that almost always seem hostile and aloof. She has high cheekbones, and a soft pale complexion. She's petite, slim, lithe, and well endowed. Her gate is slow and stately. She walks around as if she owns the place; her upturned nose is constantly held high in the air. Her demeanor makes her nigh unaproachable. Her nails are always perfectly trimmed and clean. She avoids getting dirty almost to the point of making it an obession.
Personality: Rude, arrogant, pushy, self absorbed,selfish, and snotty are a few of the adjectives that she is often refered to as ( never to her face of course ). Being the daughter of the weyrleader Catali was brought up with a silver spoon in her mouth so to speak, and she feels she is owed the world. She tends to give orders without a second thought, no matter if the person she is talking to is ranked higher than her. She is incable of thinking of other people first, sharing, or giving things away. She just can't see that people might have things worse than she does. She is a bit of a pessimist and always beleives she is being treated unfairly when she isn't obeyed which can somtimes lead to her being sulky. However she keeps herself very well illusioned as to her importance most of the time. She beleives she is destined to impress a queen dragon, and then procede to become weyrwoman, and all shall bow down before her! Not even mutliple attempts at hatchings have been able to dampen her beleif in her "destiny". She doens't have much of a sense of humor, and when jokes are cracked in front of her she beleives it to be impertenence, and will then tell the person off for being merry and laughing.
History: Born of the Telgar weyrleaders first mating flight Catali grew up well cared for and well respected in the weyr. Well she was well respected and treated well until she learned to talk. She bipassed learning the words please and thank you, and she settled for the words NOW and NO!. By the time she was seven she was prancing around the weyr, ordering people around, and telling anyone who would listen how she, Catali, was destined to impress a queen dragonet and rule all of Pern. Her parents let her stand for her first hatching at the age of 13. Catali was so excited, but the queen dragonet choose the daughter of some lowly holder! ( How dare that silly dragnoet!? ) Catali simply convinced herself that _her_ queen hadn't been clutched yet. The dragonet meant for her hadn't been born yet. Well _many_ hatchings later Catali was still telling herself that her dragonet hadn't been clutched. She's lost count of the number of times she stood. The weyr calls her " the queenless queen" behind her back. Perhaps her queen
would be clutched elsewhere...and her parents decided to ship her off to Tanora for a chance of impressing there, or perhaps just to get rid of her.
