Name: ConchTail
Age: 19 moons
Gender: She-cat
Sexuality: Demi-sexual // Pansexual
Rank: Featherspeaker
Clan: ShoalClan
Mentor/Apprentice: N/A
Kin: N/A
Appearance:
The very tip of her tail is stained the lightest of pinks due to an accident involving several cactus fruits and a very small pelican. No matter what she does, the stain won't come out; she doesn't really care, however. She thinks she looks cool. It is also extremely long. Usually, her fur is well kept and very clean.
Personality: ConchTail, as the name implies, tends to be extremely loud and social. She loves to socialize with others in her clan, and is very touchy. She is always cheerful and upbeat, at least when in the company of good friends. Though, she does have her "days" where all she wants is some quiet time to herself and some birds. During that time, she comes off as rather cold, or very quiet. Usually, however, she spends that time chillin with the birbs, so it is rare to see her when she doesn't want to talk to other cats.
History:
Before ever even thinking about becoming a featherspeaker, Conchkit always enjoyed hanging around with the cactus wrens and hooded orioles, along with the occasional parakeets, terns, and hummingbirds. They were loud, rambunctious, and very friendly; just like her! She enjoyed collecting the feathers they shed to line her nest and to make everything a bit more colorful. Since she hung around them so much, and they seemed to follow her wherever she went, she began to pick up little bits and pieces of their language. Nothing fluent, just enough so she could listen in during Social Hour™. The deafening caucaphony of sound was appealing to her, so she often found herself listening in on afternoons when she was allowed to sun herself on the rocks all day. She was pleasantly surprised when she found out she was to be mentored to become a Featherspeaker. While she didn't want to be put in a spot where she had to kill any birds, she definitely was excited to learn featherspeak and how to communicate with her favorite companions. Though, she does enjoy the quiet murmur of her kin as well, and enjoys hanging out with someone a bit closer to her size.
Mate (optional): N/A
Other:
- Fairly well muscled due to the fact that she has to constantly climb the rocks to reach the birds.
- Loves to catch crabs when basking with the birds.
- Cats tend to assume she is shallow due to her bubbly personality. While she isn't shallow by any means, she is very petty.
- Her favorite spot to chill with the birds is a large pile of rocks just off the beach, somewhat away from camp. When it is particularly hot, there is a small overhang that is damp and cool, and perfect for a sweaty cat.
- Conchtail finds pleasure in chasing away sealions- especially when she gets close enough to take a chunk out of them. Call her sadistic, but blubber is delicious.
Name: Thrushpaw
Age: 9 moons
Gender: Male/Tom
Sexuality: Asexual
Rank: Medicine-cat Apprentice
Clan: HillClan
Mentor/Apprentice: FireFox
Kin (optional): N/A
Appearance:
He grows up into this beauty:
Personality: Thrushpaw is calm and collected, and generally a quiet cat. He doesn't like direct confrontation, and prefers to use his words as weapons instead of his claws. His friends will find that he won't stick up for them directly if they're being bullied; instead, he'll use words to corner his enemies. As he matures, he becomes a bit less dramatic and mellows out. He is still quiet, but his aura is impossibly kind.
Other (optional):
- He is actually pretty strong; however, he doesn't like to hurt other cats, and feels as if warriors have a death wish. He is happy that he is destined to be a medicine cat.
- He almost always smells like prickly pear fruit jam, for whatever reason. It is incredibly hard to mask.
- His fur is impeccably clean, at all times.
Name: ChicoryClaw
Age: 37 moons
Gender: Felil
Sexuality: Aromantic, Asexual
Rank: Deputy
Clan: Edgeclan
Mentor/Apprentice: OPEN
Kin: OPEN
Appearance:
Personality: When you first meet Chicoryclaw, they may come off as cold and unemotional. Especially since they are an absolutely gargantuan cat; they stand taller than most, and their lustrous hair makes him look even bigger. Icy blue eyes will pierce you with cold logic. Underneath their frosty demeanor, however, is a warm, emotional cat that places deep trust in their friends. When with cats they trust, they turn into a playful apprentice. Warmth shines through the deep pools of blue, and it is as if they had become a kit once again.
Other (optional):
- Loves kits; when he can, he will watch over them and play with them. Hopes to get another apprentice soon.
- His favorite meal is fish, and he loves to eat birds.
(( Everything that is N/A or OPEN means that it will be decided in the rp or someone can become that. Like, if you want to be kin with Conchtail, I'd be cool with it. Just talk to me about it! ))
Name: Dustkit
Age: 3 moons
Gender: Tom
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Rank: Kit
Clan: Walkerclan
Mentor/Apprentice: N/A
Kin (optional):
- All kin unknown.
Appearance:
A rather small kit for his age, Dustkit will stay extremely small his whole life. His eyes change into a magnificent green, and his coat is short and easy to care for. Thus, it is generally clean.
Personality: Dustkit is extremely loquacious; he will go on about anything and everything. He loves to listen, though. Especially to stories of old and about stories of things beyond the camp. When he hears these stories, he always thinks of how lucky he was to live in a place where there is lots of shade. Generally very friendly, but hates getting teased about his origins. The fact that he has no idea who his family was bothers him. Occasionally, he will find himself thinking that no one really wants him around.
History (optional):
Dustkit was found near the edge of the desert, around two weeks old. The rough-foots brought him to the camp. They feared the stench that was embedded into his fur, a harsh smell that was painful to sniff and was unlike anything they had smelled before.The clan likes to believe that he came from one of the white-pelt highwalkers, that come once every decade or so and bring some weird beepy things with them. He was given to a queen who had plenty of milk to spare, since she had had only one other kit. However, that kit died a few days after he arrived, for reasons unknown. Dustkit believes that he was a clan-born kit; no one has told him of his possible origins. He tends to be passed around, since he doesn't have any cats his own age to play with.
(( at least, not that I know of. If there are, tell me! ))
Other (optional):
- Loves Coyotefang; he thinks that he is the coolest thing since sliced bread.
- He also enjoys listening to the elder's stories. He finds them to be entertaining, and his favorite character is Sunlight.
Name: FishKit
Age: 2 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Sexuality: Aromantic
Rank: Kit (Though, she really wants to be a Farswimmer.)
Clan: Shoalclan
Mentor/Apprentice: N/A
Kin (optional):
- Kelpeye - (Mother, alive)
- Cactusclaw - (Father, deceased)
- Shrubkit - (Brother, alive)
- Remorakit - (Sister, alive)
(( NOTE: All family members have fur, and are Npcs. Unless, of course, someone would like to take the place of one of them. ))
Appearance:
Her skin is thicker and rubbery, compared to some cats. Perhaps an advantage from Moonclan, or Sunclan?
Personality: With an uncanny ability to read faces, Fishkit is generally pretty happy. Don't get me wrong- she sees the horror that briefly crosses across their faces- in her two short moons of life, she has gotten used to it. Anyone who doesn't flinch upon meeting her will find her to be a steadfast friend. Her voice is like honey- tantalizingly sweet, especially when compared to her odd appearance. Her dream is to be a farswimmer- she has always wanted to meet a cryptid (dolphin). She heard that their skin is like hers, too- smooth and slippery, and rather rubbery, as well.
History (optional):
Not much to tell, yet.
Other (optional):
- Her eyes seem to be far bigger than any normal cats.
- A thin, translucent webbing between her paws makes it easier for her to swim.
- She runs very warm- when next to her, you feel as if you're standing next to a dry fire.
- Despite all of this, she does get sunburned much more easily compared to other cats.
- She sleeps during the afternoon and comes out during early morning, evening, and night. The afternoon sun is too hot for her sensitive paws and skin.