Post by GrayWhatsit on Apr 2, 2017 7:19:27 GMT
Personal Info
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Name:
Gray
Age: 16 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Loner
Rank:
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Visual
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Formal Discription: Other cats have often confused this pretty little she-cat with a kitten, due to her short legs and round proportions. Her fur is fluffy and soft, like a storm cloud. Her markings are also somewhat unusual, with silver stockings and a dark gray face mask. Her eyes are big and golden-amber, and the soft tufts sticking out of her ears and standing on her head add to the owl-like appearance.
Breed: Munchkin-like mix
Summary Description: A small, long furred gray and silver she-cat.
Imagery: www.wicacoon.com/maggiemay.jpg
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Life
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Personality: Gray is a friendly and cheerful ball of sunshine, more emotional than logical, even at the best of times. She can be very cautious, especially around tomcats, but she's more likely to try to start a conversation than run and hide. This sunny nature comes with a price, however, in that she cannot tell if someone else is as engaged in the conversation as she is, leading to her coming across as annoying or dense. On the inside, she's simply lonely and afraid, and believes that if she just keeps trying, she'll find a place to belong.
History: Gray was born a loner, an only kit due to a hard leafbare, hidden away in a dark barn corner with her mother, another born loner. As she grew up, her mother, knowing of her small stature and adamant she never live with twolegs, trained her to hunt small things, turning her disadvantages in her favor, and to swim, which Gray took to immediately. At the same time, however, her kittypet father, living in the twoleg nest next door, entranced her with stories of food that never ran out and soft warm places to sleep. A naive kit, barely old enough to be okay on her own, she wandered off one day, and unable to find her mother again or a place her father talked about, grew into a young adult all alone. She sticks close to the river cats, and watches them, in awe, from afar.
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Famliy
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Mother: n/a
Father: n/a
Siblings: n/a
Mate: n/a
Kits: n/a
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Name:
Gray
Age: 16 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Loner
Rank:
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Visual
---------------------------------
Formal Discription: Other cats have often confused this pretty little she-cat with a kitten, due to her short legs and round proportions. Her fur is fluffy and soft, like a storm cloud. Her markings are also somewhat unusual, with silver stockings and a dark gray face mask. Her eyes are big and golden-amber, and the soft tufts sticking out of her ears and standing on her head add to the owl-like appearance.
Breed: Munchkin-like mix
Summary Description: A small, long furred gray and silver she-cat.
Imagery: www.wicacoon.com/maggiemay.jpg
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Life
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Personality: Gray is a friendly and cheerful ball of sunshine, more emotional than logical, even at the best of times. She can be very cautious, especially around tomcats, but she's more likely to try to start a conversation than run and hide. This sunny nature comes with a price, however, in that she cannot tell if someone else is as engaged in the conversation as she is, leading to her coming across as annoying or dense. On the inside, she's simply lonely and afraid, and believes that if she just keeps trying, she'll find a place to belong.
History: Gray was born a loner, an only kit due to a hard leafbare, hidden away in a dark barn corner with her mother, another born loner. As she grew up, her mother, knowing of her small stature and adamant she never live with twolegs, trained her to hunt small things, turning her disadvantages in her favor, and to swim, which Gray took to immediately. At the same time, however, her kittypet father, living in the twoleg nest next door, entranced her with stories of food that never ran out and soft warm places to sleep. A naive kit, barely old enough to be okay on her own, she wandered off one day, and unable to find her mother again or a place her father talked about, grew into a young adult all alone. She sticks close to the river cats, and watches them, in awe, from afar.
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Famliy
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Mother: n/a
Father: n/a
Siblings: n/a
Mate: n/a
Kits: n/a
and wbb is we bare bears lol