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Yes you may :)
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Can I reserve the male kit spot? I'll write out the form tonight I'm a bit busy at the moment.
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Name. Moth Age: 7 months Gender: Male Breed: Maine Coon Rank: Kit . Appearance: Moth is a furry, slightly blue-gray tom-kit with a white chest, slightly triangular in shape and going down to cover his belly. His eyes are yellowish green, and his chest fur is slightly kinky. His paws are white as well, and his ears are the normal tufted tips of a Maine Coon. His tail is extremely fluffy. Personality: Moth is distant, always wandering off at random times. He especially likes chasing moths, and he often gets into trouble merely by running after one. He loves to talk, but he will randomly get distracted during conversations and dart off once again. He often chases his tail, as he isn't the brightest kit, and many times he will show up to the Shaman complaining of an injured tail. Though easily distracted, that is his strength; he is extremely sharp and focused on his surroundings. . Kin: His mother, Pebble, and his father Crush: Open Mate: N/A Kits: N/A |
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Name: Brick Age: 5 years Gender: female Breed: Domestic Shorthair Rank: mother Appearance: Brick is a dark gray tabby female with a brick red nose and gold eyes. Her pelt is lined with thick black stripes. Brick has scars from life as a rogue before joining her family. The twin pink marks stretch from the back of her neck to her tail. Brick also has torn ear. Personality: Brick is ambitious, brave, stubborn, and most of all, loyal. The gray tabby has proved over the years that she can not only take care of herself but also her clanmates. Brick was formerly a fighter before she became a mother. She showed her bravery once by fighting off rivals for a pair of helpless rogue kits and their injured mother. She is stubborn about her ambition to become luna or at least delta one day. Brick saved her clanmates from foxes on a patrol as an apprentice. She and another apprentice ran back to camp to get help after most of the patrol was injured. When she's not busy patrolling, she can be found at the nursery keeping kits entertained while their exhausted mothers doze. Kin: Flame (sister, deceased), Rain (niece, deceased), Thorn (nephew/adopted son) Crush: open Mate: open Kits: none yet Other: tornados ******************************************** Name: Thorn Age: 6 months Gender: male Breed: Domestic Shorthair Rank: apprentice Appearance: Thorn is a light golden tabby tom with green eyes. He has a white patch on his chest. Thorn has a white underbelly and small ears. He also has usually long whiskers from his mother's side of the family. He has long claws and a long tail. Personality: Curious, independent, brave and mature. Thorn seems to be a mature cat, even at his age. He helps out around camp whenever he can. As a kit, Thorn was caught sneaking out of camp with his littermate, Rain. When they were found, Thorn told Brick that he was going to chase away any rival cats that might be on their territory. Kin: Flame (mother, deceased), Rain (sister, deceased), Brick (aunt/adopted mother) Crush: open Mate: none yet Kits: none yet Other: tornados |
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scarecrow, you need to be a little more literate. and all the fighter positions are taken. |
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A reminder to please use a proper image hosting site, such as postimage. Deviantart and Google are not proper image hosting sites. Failure to do so may result in a forum lock. Thank you! |
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Name: Possum Age: 11 months Gender: Male Breed: Balinese Mix Rank: Apprentice . Appearance A notable thing about him is his blue eyes. Depending on the lighting, they can be pale like a sky and other times they are darker like a pool of water. His markings are unique as well. His base coat is a cream with some flecks growing paler with age. His tail is lean and long and painted a dark brown creeping into black. As a kitten it was striped by black rings, giving him his curious name. His paws to the elbows match his tail cooling. His nose does not pultrude anymore than a normal cats, nor is it blunt like it ran into a brick wall. His facial markings is the same shade of his tail and paws. His face is the dark, rich brownie color as are his ears. Like a used coffee bag being dropped into clean water, the dark color and his cream base merge on the edges of his face. It spilled and mixed, clouding the areas. There is a bridge on his forehead over this area which matches his tail. It connects the markings on his ears to his face. His body is lean and fit. His legs strong and agile. He’s a fast cat, but not the best climber. He’s a runner and a chaser; a pouncer in the peaceful woods. He isn’t one of those fluffy cats that look good with their winter fat. His fat sags under his belly. His unbrushed coat is short, but thick enough to keep him warm through winter. In the spring he sheds like nuts. He isn’t the largest and is actually fairly small. Not as small as a runt, but he’s right beside them. Personality: He is naturally a stoic character, but he often likes complaining because it gains him looks and some attention. However in a time of scarcity, he can go without eating and is willing to, just as long as it’s going to those who need it. Not some fat cat who is a pig. He can be selfish and will choose the larger mouse if things are prosperous. He easily gets jealous and envious of others. If others are getting praise, he wants some too. However, he won’t mention it, but it’ll boil inside of him. He can be kind and he’s usually respectful. Sarcasm isn’t below him nor are hard jokes. He likes practical jokes and attention, but he isn’t great about saying good jests or paying other people attention. He can be egotistic. He likes to talk about himself as well, which is something he has noticed and is trying to stop. However, old habits die hard. He is a daredevil and he loves to jump the widest chasms, climb the tallest tree and fight the grumpy badger. He can be a smart-aleck and somewhat annoying. He likes attention so he’ll go and get it, whether it’s negative or positive. Call him risky. He does know when he’s pushed it too far and then he’ll stop. That is when other cats are around and he wants to show off. Alone, he’s fairly quiet. He likes to sit by the stream and stack rocks. It’s a weird hobby so he only does it when he’s certain he’s alone. It would be embarrassing if he wasn’t. He has a reputation to keep up, doesn’t he? He’s not all terror in front of others, he can be sweet and compassionate as well. He’s definitely not humble. He pouts when he is defeated or had a bad day. Sometimes it lingers into the next day and the day after it. But when he’s over it, he’s over it and will act as if it never happened. Kin: TBD Crush: TBD Mate: None Kits: None . Other: This is based off of my own cat. His mother was black and his dad was a tabby. Tornado. Siblings were tortoiseshell and a grey. I have no clue how he popped out the way he did. |
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