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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Goldenleaf​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Contest​

Hex: #CAA17D​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Lilacmoon​

Children: ​

• [With Bloodoath] Salmonstripe, Minnowclaw, Basspaw, Sharkpaw, Eelleap
• [Adopted] Dandelionclaw, Daisypelt, Willowfang, Aspenheart

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average height but underweight​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Goldenleaf is a strong she-cat with a mind of her own. She doesn't believe in just following those around her for the sake of it. One must earn her admiration and respect, although once you have it you'll find it difficult to disappoint her. Goldenleaf never gives up on her morals and views; she'd rather be outcasted for something she believes in than suffer knowing she never stood up for herself. In this regard she can be difficult, but she's also rewarding to get to know. Goldenleaf is passionate, loyal, and takes her friendships seriously. If you've won her over she'll do what it takes to ensure your safety and sanity.​

She particularly loves fish, although her experience with MountainClan's earlier days has led her to not partake in treats much. You never know when you'll have or be hurting for food.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born in a litter of three and the only surviving kit, Goldenkit learned to watch her own back when young. She was fairly eager to begin training and would observe those at work closely, often sneaking from her mother's side just to stalk after a cat hunting. Her father died during a patrol and her mother attempted to coddle her, but Goldenkit very much despised the attempt. By that point she was keenly aware her clan was struggling and she'd get nowhere relying on others.​

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As Goldenpaw she was given a mentor who could keep up with her more energetic and curious nature. She was trained fairly coldly and aggressively, although that's exactly what she wanted. She worked hard, intent on proving she could be of use to her clan and, hopefully, aid in its rebuilding. Later in her apprentice days, her mentor retired to become a queen and Goldenpaw found herself faced with unreasonable anger at the idea. How could someone turn their back on what the clan needed the most to have children? More mouths to feed?​

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She swore she'd never do the same.​

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Finally, she became Goldenleaf (named after her light steps). Goldenleaf set out to tirelessly work at her duties and, for a long time, was very successful. Until the famine, that is. When the clan was hit with even worse times than her youth she dedicated herself entirely to her clan, bottling all of her stress under a stern expression and a put-together facade. It worked, for a time, until Goldenleaf found herself slowly snapping at the edges. When Bloodoath, a local member of the clan, set out to seduce her she accepted, hoping to widdle away at that stress with a few night's reprieve.​

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What she hadn't expected was to end up pregnant. Furious and disappointed in herself, she started her pregnancy with a simmering rage in her stomach. How could she? More mouths? During a famine? Unable to forgive herself, Goldenleaf worked until the last day of her pregnancy, refusing any offers for her to become a queen. She grew closer to Lilacmoon in the process, who also had fallen pregnant due to a night spent with Bloodoath.​

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Bloodoath and Goldenleaf ended up not getting along and Goldenleaf gave birth alone. Her litter was fairly large, adding to the guilt she felt. While she loved her children deep down, Goldenleaf struggled not to view them as a hindrance to herself and the clan. Lilacmoon ended up being the shoulder she leaned on, and once her close friend also gave birth around the same week Goldenlef did the two began raising their children together.​

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Relieved to have support, Goldenleaf still worked tirelessly, but now she could view her children with softer eyes. She raised them with a firm paw and loving heart, also helping raise Lilacmoon's brood. The two fell in love during their children's growth and officially became partners not long after their kits became apprentices. ​

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MountainClan awoke one day to a prophecy and omen delivered to the leader (Sunseer) and medicine cat (Littleflower). A decision had to be made; who would stay in the dying mountains and who would join the rest and find safer land? Goldenleaf chose to leave the mountains with a group of MountainClan cats, hoping to find a new home for everyone to claim as their own.​

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The traveling group would eventually break into three new clans, and Goldenleaf joined StoneClan with her mate. ​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: StoneClan​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: Warrior​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Littleflower​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Homoromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Contest​

Hex: #EDA96A​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Sunseer x Morningsky​

Siblings:​

• Blazekit, Emberkit

Mate: None​

Children: ​

• [Adopted] Fernfire
• [Adopted] Camelstride, Tigereye, Lynxstrike, Lionhunt

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Petite​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: Generalized Anxiety​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Dependable, eager, and quick to learn, Littleflower fits her role within her clan fairly well. Medicine has always been an interest for her, even as a child, and it’s a passion she clings to. Healing those around her is both a selfless and selfish task, although she’s reluctant to admit the negative. Seeing those she lives with and loves recovering from various traumas and ailments makes her feel beneficial to others. She’s able to do something and earn her place within the clan, and at times that’s enough.​

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At other times it’s not. Littleflower suffers from generalized anxiety that ranges from moderate to severe depending on a variety of factors. Her anxiety often talks her down from chasing after anything that may personally benefit her. She sacrifices a lot of her time, energy, and feelings for her duties. She doesn’t take care of her own needs half the time. The clan, in her eyes, is more important. She doesn’t take breaks often nor does she take time to actually experience the joy of other cats. Spending time together is done within the medicine-cat den, and 98% of the time purely professional. It’s not that she doesn’t want to get to know her clanmates -- she just doesn't know how to be vulnerable at a time where she needs to be strong.​

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As a result, Littlepaw does not often emotionally connect with others. She keeps things under a smile and eager demeanor and buries anything else under a cheery voice. Littleflower doesn’t want to be the burden, so she’ll do anything she can to remain an easy cat to deal with and seemingly put together.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Littlekit's birth was not a happy one. Her mother and siblings did not survive the birth, leaving Sunseer, her father, with just one small kit. She was cared for by multiple queens and remained eternally curious about the world outside the dens, often trying to climb her way out when backs were turned. She found a deep frustration in those who viewed her story as a tragic one, both because she knew no other type of life and she hated how gently everyone treated her.​

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She became a paw and was not immediately given a mentor. Littlepaw watched her clan drop like flies as the great famine swept over the mountains, pushing her to beg and demand anyone to train her. She wanted to help! That simmering unease turned into a need for action, prompting her to begin cleaning out the deceased medicine cat's den in hopes she could make sense of what was left behind and help.​

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She spent days in and out of the medicine den, first to clean and later to study. It was hard on her own and she quickly got nowhere, but Littlepaw knew she'd either figure it out as the olden cats once had or fall like the rest of her clan -- it was just a race to see which happened first.​

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Her efforts eventually led to Dovetail, the previous medicine cat who had died prior to her birth, visiting her and bestowing her mentorship to Littlepaw. While not unheard of, a Sun Clan cat mentoring a living cat was a rare phenomenon; no one dared to deny her apprenticeship for medicine cat.​

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Drastic times accelerated the clan's need for a medicine cat, forcing Littlepaw to become the official medicine cat earlier than normal. Now Littleflower, she turned to her duties diligently. Dovetail stopped appearing shortly after, truly leaving Littleflower alone in her duties. Uncertain and anxious, the weight of her duties began to swallow Littleflower completely. As she focused entirely on her job she began to lose a sense of who she was.​

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Everything came too fast for Littleflower. First her promotion, and then she met Fernkit; a child who not only quickly warmed her heart but also met Sun Clan in a catnip-hazed dream. He became her apprentice and Littleflower treated the kit as her own. She also met Zoey; a pregnant loner who joined the clan and gave birth shortly after. Littleflower fell in love with Zoey and also helped raised Zoey's children, somehow becoming a mother to the serval's children and Fernkit.​

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Fernkit became Fernpaw and then Fernfire. Zoey and Littleflower's family grew up. Everything was still hard and too much, but Littleflower began to find comfort in the family she was creating. ​

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Until Sunseer called the clan for a meeting and Sun Clan gave Littleflower an awful omen. The clan was faced with two choices; stay in the mountains or leave. Littleflower chose to leave, while Fernfire decided to stay behind and care for those who couldn't travel.​

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The traveling clan eventually would split into smaller clans, with Littleflower joining StoneClan to follow her father. Zoey and Littleflower's relationship did not survive the realization that they were going on separate paths, and the two broke up amicably. ​

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The group would eventually split into three different clans, and Littleflower offered to help train the newer medicine cats so each clan would be adequately prepared. Once done, she settled within StoneClan.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Three: Friend or Foe [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: StoneClan​

Mentor: Dovetail​

Position: Medicine Cat​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Pebblekit​

Gender: Male​

Edits: None​

Orientation: N/A​

Status: Dead ​

Obtained: Contest​

Hex: #C9B4C1​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings:​

• Stonepaw

Mate: N/A​

Children: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Runt sized​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Curious, persistent, and quick to react, Pebblekit is a little terror when he has his heart on something. Not one to back down, Pebblekit has a lot of questions and needs answers. He's also incredibly moody and at times even bitter -- although can you say you wouldn't be if you died as a child? He feels like he was robbed of a chance to experience the world and is eager to explore what he can.​

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Pebblekit can't help but feel jealousy for the living. While he understands SunClan is his home and it's an honor to be within it, he also lost his life incredibly young. He thought dying might give him more freedom but he's yet to feel satiated. He wants to see the world and experience what the living do. It bothers him greatly that he didn't get a chance to hunt or travel or even just receive his apprentice name. This can sometimes manifest into straight irritation as he mourns the life he never had. He's almost always roaming around MountainClan and hoping someone will see him.​

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On a good day, however, he can be sweet and playful. He's stubborn and proud, often the first to cry out when he's around a cat that can see him. He has a lot to say and plenty to offer. Pebblekit has a vaguely sarcastic tongue, although it's almost always friendly in nature. He's not inherently spiteful despite his bitterness; he's just bored and disappointed. He wants another shot but hasn't figured out how to get one.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

He had an average and short life. In fact, Pebblekit doesn't even truly remember what his beginning was. His litter came after his brother Stonepaw, but that didn't stop him from absolutely adoring the apprentice the moment he truly had a chance to meet his older brother. This led to frequent attempts to follow Stonepaw. While usually, this wasn't a problem, even Stonepaw needed space time to time and would find ways to shake his younger brother. During an attempt to hunt and prove himself, Pebblekit ended up following him. The two met within a badger den and were instantly slain by the residents.​

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Transitioning to SunClan was rough for Pebblekit. At least he had his brother, sure, but he wanted to be alive. He struggled with the fact he'd never experience even half the things Stonepaw had and that he was forever stuck in a tiny body. After several failed attempts to figure out how to 'come back', Pebblekit reluctantly accepted his fate and began to roam MountainClan territory almost constantly.​

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[PRP] - A New Leader Steps Forth... [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: N/A​

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Clan: SunClan​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes -- hoping to reincarnate him someday.​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Morningsky​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Dead​

Obtained: Contest​

Hex: #FC8126​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: ​

Children:​

• [With Sunseer] Littleflower, Blazekit, Emberkit

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average height and size​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: Generalized Anxiety​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Strong and passionate, it took Morningsky a long time to come to terms with her anxiety disorder and overcome her fears. She spent her living life pushing for greatness for her clan, providing it wise advice and helping steer it to peace whenever she could. Despite her internal plights, Morningsky has always been a passionate cat in life and death. ​

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While she was often a cat who pleaded for the most graceful resolution to clan problems, she also understood not all solutions could be peaceful. She stood by her clan and would defend it with all her might. Her home was always MountainClan, although she now watches over StoneClan. Morningsky never thought she would have kids and loves them with all her might and being. Watching her surviving daughter struggle has always been a deep pain for her and she often wishes she had survived to protect her only daughter.​

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Morningsky suffers from generalized anxiety, although she has come to terms with it and actively learned some skills to help keep it in check, however, she's not always perfect. It used to cripple her ability to speak out but over time Morningsky overcame that fear and became a strong member of the clan.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born into a small litter of three, Morningkit was the single child who had no interest in the world outside of the dens. Once she was old enough to begin exploring outside she would only do so if forced to and could cling to her mother the entire time. Everything was too loud. The den was quiet, warm, and full of her favorite faces; why would she ever want to leave? It didn't help that her aunt was later kidnapped by humans, further instilling a deep fear of the outside world. She tried her best to convince her mother to let her remain rankless.​

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Which did not work.​

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She became Morningpaw and dreaded her training every day. Hunting came easily to her and was a welcome distraction, but Morningpaw still felt like she didn't fit within the outside world. She focused entirely on hunting, finding relief in stretching her legs and exerting her strength until she was worn and sore. She began mastering hunting from trees, specifically targeting birds. ​

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Her anxiety began to worsen as she bottled it from others, manifesting in her plucking her fur out and meticulously stacking flowers outside her den. Anything to feel like she had control, really. The medicine cat intervened when they could.​

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She earned the name Morningsky after her hunting technique. She was grateful to finally feel at ease when hunting, offering her relief from her constant fretting and giving her time to breathe. Males began courting her almost immediately, although she had no interest and focused on her tasks. It was Spottedtail who eventually caught her eye, although in a fairly unconventional way. Chased by bees, the tomcat threw himself into nearby bushes to defend himself from the flying assailants. Of course, Morningsky laughed and from then on began to notice the spotted male cat around the campsite. They became close friends.​

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His ability to speak out during clan meetings eventually prompted her to start speaking as well, and from there she blossomed. Morningsky found her voice. She added to meetings and helped her clanmates where she could, lending both a paw and ear where needed. While she still struggled to quiet the anxiety in her stomach she began to find ways to manage it. With her life more under control, she stepped forward and began leading others. She wasn't cured, but things became a little easier. Her panic attacks still would flare up at times and sometimes Morningsky found herself doubting herself, but it was easier to express her feelings and get the active help she needed. She eventually confessed to Spottedtail her affection for him and they became mates.​

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When Spottedtail became Sunseer he turned to Morningsky and appointed her deputy. Quickly she became pregnant, although right on the heels of said pregnancy was a great famine. Morningsky was one of the cats who began to feel starvation first, especially with growing kits sapping her energy. She died the moment her third kit was born.​

Dying was a rough transition for Morningsky. She had finally felt like she was moving forward in life, only for her living story to end. She wanted desperately to help her clan and partner, but she was stuck. Not only that but now her only surviving kit, Littlekit, was faced with her own trials and tribulations. Morningsky followed her family wherever they went, watching their greatest and lowest moments. ​

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[PRP] - A New Leader Steps Forth... [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: N/A​

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Clan: SunClan​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: N/A ​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Dust​

Gender: Male​

Edits: Collar with custom charm, extra fluff​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: CYO ​

Hex: #646A77​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: None​

Children: ​

• [With ???] Coyote, Mercy

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average ​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Dust is most comfortable on his own. He just doesn't really get others easily. He's a laidback tom who just wants to get by peacefully and without worrying about others. That obviously isn't completely possible as he has children he hadn't expected, but for the most part he keeps to himself and his very small family.​

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He can be overly blunt, a bit hardened on the edges, and honestly oblivious to the feelings of others. He still has his charms; he can be passionate when he finally finds something worth fighting for, he's playfully sarcastic, and he's honest. He's also fiercely loyal, although he knows this often can be a flaw and tries to avoid making relations to avoid it.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born into a smaller litter, Dust was the only kitten to survive the following winter, resulting in him being an only child. His parents weren't overly affectionate but they did show they cared from time to time. He left their heavily forested home as an adult and began wandering on his own. Briefly, Dust was captured by humans and given a collar, but he fled that very week. He never removed the collar, finding it just a bit... flashy. ​

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Life by himself was nice. He enjoyed the bachelor life, intently steering clear from other cats and going way out of his life to ensure his solitude lasted. That is until he stumbled upon the prettiest she-cat and shared just one night with her. She later surprised him shortly after by tracking Dust down and revealing her swollen belly. ​

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Dust wasn't going to just leave the mother and kids behind! He stayed nearby, even finding a den to nest in just around the corner. The she-cat gave birth and Dust felt an unfamiliar urge to stay around. So, he did. He helped raise his kits to adulthood and decided to stay within his makeshift den for a time after, just in case the kids needed him.​

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[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Has made a den inside a hollow fallen tree​

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Clan: N/A​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes ​

Open for Clans: Yes? -- has to be for a good reason​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Mouse​

Gender: Male​

Edits: Collar​

Orientation: Heterosexual | Heteroromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Custom ​

Hex: #E9D7C5​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: None​

Children: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average size and height​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Mouse is a curious soul, often poking his nose where it really doesn't belong. He tends to get in trouble for a multitude of reasons; his constant need to investigate, his inability to not put his foot in his mouth, and his incessant need to please others. It's exhausting being Mouse! He's always just a little on edge for one reason or another and is prone to getting startled easily. ​

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While he's the guy who goes running from any spooky sound or loud noise, Mouse is quick to double back and try and figure out why something happened -- he'll just also whimper the entire time he's doing it. His heart might be a coward but he's far too inquisitive to let it win. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Mouse was born and raised in a human home and pampered thoroughly by his older owner. He was allowed outdoor privileges in the afternoon but he vastly preferred the comfort of his home, leading to him having little to no experience with the great outdoors. ​

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This would prove to be difficult for Mouse when his owner died from old age and her living relatives ended up dumping Mouse on the side of a highway. He wandered on his own for months, struggling to get by and only just barely making it thanks to the help of a few loners and their rigorous lessons. ​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Three: Friend or Foe [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Currently wandering​

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Clan: N/A​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Yes? -- would need to be because of love​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Bone​

Gender: Female​

Edits: Extra fluff​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Custom​

Hex: #000000​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: None​

Children: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Smaller than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: Mute and weak immune system​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Bone has been alone for so long that she has trouble communicating with others. It just feels so alien to her. Quiet, stoic, and quick to distrust, Bone knows full well that the world around her is not always a good one. She holds others at a distance unless they can prove they're not going to hurt her, and even then she struggles to connect. She holds a grudge like no one's business, so don't ever betray her if you intend to keep her company.​

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She is loyal only to those who really get her. Those special few are her people, and she'll do anything for them. ​

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She doesn't speak, instead getting her point across with sounds and body gestures when needed. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Bone was born to a traveling queen as a single kitten. Her mother kept on the move with Bone, never staying longer than a week in one territory. It was a hard kithood at first -- Bone lacked stability and she was constantly being dragged somewhere new, even as a newborn. She was sick often, somehow bouncing back despite reaching death's door several times.​

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Once she was a juvenile her mother just left her, vanishing in the middle of the night. Bone did not take the abandonment well, crumbling into a pit of anxiety and fear as she tried to parse how to care for herself so suddenly. Somehow, by the skin of her teeth, she made it, although she never found somewhere to call home either.​

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While looking for herbs she stumbled upon the traveling group of cats leaving MountainClan. While they absolutely terrified her, she found herself unable to fully tear herself away and flee. Did she perhaps want a community of her own? Or was she interested in the offer of more herbs for her sickly nature? Whatever it was, she would begin training as a medicine cat for LostClan.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Three: Friend or Foe [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal den​

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Clan: LostClan​

Mentor: Littleflower​

Position: Medicine cat apprentice ​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes ​

Open for Breedings: Yes ​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Rainbowfish​

Gender: Male​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Bisexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Custom​

Hex: #FFFEB5​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Silverstreak​

Children: [With Silverstreak] Starkit, Whisperkit, Flickerkit, Songkit​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average height but underweight​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

A good boy who wants to do good things for others, Rainbowfish means well in everything he does. He can be a people pleaser and a bit too eager, which in turn exhausts him as he is prone to wearing himself thin if it benefits someone else. He doesn't really think about himself or his own needs, putting himself last at every opportunity that presents itself. Rainbowfish is a good support for others and will gladly lend a paw and shoulder.​

​

He can be overly honest and sometimes lacks grace when answering hard questions. He truly doesn't mean to hurt anyone if he is too honest!​

​

Rainbowfish loves water and will take any chance to be in it.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born and raised as a loner, Rainbowfish was originally named Rainbow and came from a small litter. His parents were kind cats and raised their children to follow in their footsteps. Rainbow had an uneventful life as a child and then as a teenager. ​

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It was when he became an adult that his life truly changed. He met Goldenleaf at the edge of Mountain Clan territory and found himself entirely smitten by the idea of clan life and joined as Rainbowfish. Sharing territory with a bunch of other cats? Helping others every single day? Having many friends? Yeah, it seemed perfect.​

​

Until it wasn't.​

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A great famine struck the clan and shortly after a prophecy was ushered. The clan had to decide if to stay or leave the mountains, and Rainbowfish chose to stay. He wanted to protect the elders who refused to make the long journey out of the mountains, but he also was just a little afraid. Would this be the end of him and his short life? ​

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While the clan settled into its new normal he befriended Silverstreak. The two sought comfort from one another frequently, growing closer and closer with each passing day. It shouldn't have been a surprise when Silverstreak ended up pregnant, but Rainbowfish was flabbergasted all the same. Overwhelmed by how he felt for Silverstreak, he happily offered to be her mate and raise the kids together. Silverstreak accepted the offer and Rainbowfish promised to love her and the children forever. ​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[PRP] - Round Belly ≠ Fully Fed [Ongoing]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: Mountain Clan ​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: Warrior​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Pumpkin​

Gender: Male​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Rehome​

Hex: #DE8B55​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: None​

Children: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

A mixture of a complete coward and also adrenaline junkie, Pumpkin is seeking adventure in life. He both is absolutely terrified of everything that bumps in the night but also enjoys the rush fear gives him, keeping him in a constant loop of chasing after excitement in life and also screaming at every noise and sudden movement. He can be a bit anxiety riddled and overthinks everything, which results in constant indecision and impulsive actions once he's worked himself up enough. ​

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Pumpkin might be a coward but he has a good soul, pushing himself to help others even if he's trembling while doing so. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born in a pumpkin patch in a small litter, Pumpkin had a happy childhood and was raised by two very in love parents. There wasn't much to boast about, but the family did well.​

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Once an adult, he had to be forced out into the world by his very worried mother, who believed he needed more life experience and should probably find himself a pretty she-cat to settle down with. Pumpkin very much did not want to go out on his own, but he reluctantly began his journey.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Three: Friend or Foe [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Currently traveling​

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Clan: N/A​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Yes​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Blossompetal​

Gender: Female​

Edits: Extra fluff and unique tail​

Orientation: Pansexual | Demiromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Custom​

Hex: #C4874E​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Ginger​

Children:​

• [With Bone Keeper] Haunt, Willow, Wisp, Shadow

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Smaller than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Soft-spoken and gentle, Blossompetal lives a very subdued and quiet life. She likes to keep out of the public eye, mind her own business, and do good things. She doesn't enjoy too much attention on herself -- it just makes her feel insecure. She's shy, timid, and often the first to doubt herself, but she isn't a pushover. Blossompetal will, even if it's terrifying, stick up for herself and others, she'll just also wilt somewhere later to decompress.​

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She does not view herself kindly, often referring to herself as selfish, weak, and stupid. Nothing will convince her otherwise, but she is acutely aware her negative view of herself should remain an inside thought.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Starting as Blossom, she was born into a small litter to a purebred mother and stray father. Her mother's humans were very unhappy their prized competitive cat had managed to breed with an outdoor tom and tossed Blossom and her litter out shortly after she was born. Luckily her father managed to scoop her litter up and give them to a nearby nursing cat, although Blossom was the only one to survive the transition. ​

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She had a stressful and demanding childhood, often struggling for food or in the process of moving. As an older teen, she left her adoptive mother's side and said goodbye to her father, wandering off to find somewhere else she might belong. ​

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It took a very long time for her to meet anyone new. She met Bone Keeper as a naive adult and found his company helped make the big wide world seem just a little less scary. Eventually, she ended up pregnant after a few too many shared nights and, in a moment of insecurity and fear, ran off into the wilds again.​

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She found MountainClan near the end of her pregnancy and joined right before giving birth, seeking shelter in a place she felt had enough paws to ensure her kits would survive. She gave birth almost immediately after joining and found herself hit with a harsh reality check; MountainClan was not the best place for her children. Not only was it going through a great famine but cats were dropping like flies, adding to the risk of infection and disease. ​

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So, she made the hardest decision she would ever make; once the kits were old enough to eat on their own she took them back to Bone Keeper and begged him to raise their children, to which he agreed. Blossompetal struggled between staying with her children or returning to MountainClan, but the feeling of home still ate at her. MountainClan were good cats, and while her children wouldn't be there that didn't mean it still couldn't be home.​

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She returned to MountainClan and was faced immediately with judgment. What she had done was unheard of, causing rumors and gossip to spread as she struggled with her choice. Was this really the right move? She didn't have long to doubt herself this time, as MountainClan was suddenly hit with a prophecy forcing them to decide their future; would the clan stay in the mountains and suffer through a famine in hopes things would get better, or would they leave and seek greener pastures? ​

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A few cats decided to stay behind and Blossompetal was tempted, but ultimately decided to leave the lands. She'd be too tempted to travel continuously to see her children if she stayed, which risked bringing back to them disease. No, it'd be better to leave with the clan -- maybe one day she could return. With a heavy heart, she joined the leaving crew.​

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She met Ginger during their travels and was moved by his desperate plea for help in saving his children from two-legs. She joined his journey and left her clan in pursuit of helping the ginger tom, and through the adventure (and successful saving of his kits) the two fell in-love. ​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Currently on the move​

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Clan: None​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: None​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No ​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Gravedigger​

Gender: Male​

Edits: Extra fluff, fluffy tail​

Orientation: Demisexual | Demiromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: CYO​

Hex: #C2C9DE​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Snowball​

Children: [With Snowball] Souleater, ???, ???​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Larger than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: Has a lot of smaller scars underneath all that fluff​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Judgemental, aloof, and deeply sarcastic, Gravedigger is not the easiest cat to get along with. He deeply hates the idea of chattering for absolutely no reason and will happily ghost a cat midsentence if he feels they're wasting his time. He's also particular about how he likes things and is viciously honest. He's just really not everyone's cup of tea.​

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He's also loyal and willing to step forward and help those in danger, even if he will complain the entire time. Once he's attached to someone he can be overly clingy and possessive, although he tries to keep it under control. He shows his affection in small gifts, being totally willing to do anything for that specific cat, and telling them spooky stories he's collected over the years.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Gravedigger doesn't remember much of his past -- he was a kitten born to a wandering mother who didn't want him but couldn't bear the idea of leaving her only child behind to die in the dense wilderness. She stuck around long enough for him to grow into a teen and then abruptly vanished. He managed just fine on his own, eventually growing into an elusive adult who liked to explore spookier territories and collect macabre stories.​

​

During his travels he found himself stumbling upon the kittypet named Snowball. She was... well, it was safe to say he was entirely and utterly enamored the day he met her, and would continue to be forever after. He visited her plenty, drawn to her softer and loving nature and basking in it whenever he could. This would ultimately lead to a small litter of three, although one kitten would die shortly after birth. Left with a decision to make, Gravedigger decided to relinquish his loner title and accept her two-leg's attempts to house him. He'd remain an indoor-outdoor cat, thankfully, but Gravedigger was mostly content lounging in the backyard beside his mate. As long as she was with him he would find happiness anywhere he was.​

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[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Has taken an indoor-outdoor life with his mate's two-leg​

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Clan: N/A​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No ​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Fox​

Gender: Female​

Edits: Scars, torn ear, sharper teeth, and extra fluff​

Orientation: Heterosexual | Heteroromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Gift​

Hex: #E3B275​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Milo​

Children: [With Milo] Marten, Viper, Vixen​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Larger than average but slim​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: Has numerous varying scars on her body​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Fox is not an easy or kind cat to get along with. She is domineering, manipulative, and downright cruel when she wants to be (which is often). She has no qualms enacting violence to get what she wants and when she wants it and will easily turn on those she feels endanger her or her family. Fox likes keeping others on their toes, keeping multiple personas at her disposal depending on who she's encountering at any given moment.​

​

She's very much a leader instead of a follower. Fox is most comfortable when she has someone to order around, especially if they're someone of power. She's competitive and enjoys exerting her will and force, never backing down from a fight and often starting them. It's even better when someone puts up a fight before eventually succumbing to her.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Fox came from a large litter to parents who really didn't have any business being together. Her mother was a loner with a fierce tongue and her father was a kittypet who, unfortunately, fell for the wrong woman. She not only managed to isolate him from his humans but also drained him of any semblance of free will, making it even worse when she abruptly took the kids and fled one cold night. Fox never saw her father again after that night, but she assumes he eventually died from a broken heart. ​

​

Her mother pit her siblings against one another regularly, training the kittens young and further pushing them to rely only on themselves, often abandoning the kits in times of need to see who could make it back to her in one piece. After enough of these ditch efforts, there was only Fox left. ​

​

Once a junior Fox set out on her own, feeling no true attachment to her mother in the end. She wandered for a time, starting fights and chaos wherever she went in search of something to do. This wandering led her into a dense forest she'd eventually call home.​

​

As an adult she began to truly dominate her territory, chasing out other loners and extending her domain over the next few months. It didn't truly feel like home, however, but it was a start. During these endeavors she met Milo, who she immediately attacked at first sight. While he was bigger and no doubt stronger, Milo either allowed her to win the first fight or lost the upper hand. Either way, something about Milo really interested Fox -- he was useful, strong, big, and not the worst.... maybe he could be useful?

So, Milo stuck around.​

​

Fox enjoyed barking orders at her new companion and the two settled within the forest nicely. It still didn't feel like home, which would lead to further discussions about someday moving and finding a new place of their own, but that talk would pause as Fox fell pregnant. It was clear at that point Milo was a little something more than just a lackey. By the time the kittens came, Fox and Milo were mates.​

​

Being a mother was a new experience for Fox, and while she wasn't as directly cruel as her own had been, she also wasn't the softest. Viper, Vixen, and Marten were trained relentlessly -- there was absolutely zero way she'd have weak children. They were taught to value their family and themselves first above all others. She quite enjoyed parenting, actually, and was just a little morose when her litter reached adulthood. ​

​

She offered her kids to stay in the forest with her and Milo, but now the topic of where home was came up again. Was it time to move?​

​

[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Deep within a forest​

​

Clan: None​

Mentor: None​

Position: None​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No -- making her own smaller group​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Mothwing​

Gender: Male​

Edits: Extra fluff​

Orientation: Heterosexual | Heteroromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Custom​

Hex: #88838F​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: Deadeye​

Children: [With Deadeye] Palestorm, Petalfrost​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Larger than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Mothwing is a dedicated and loyal cat who knows exactly what he wants in life, and that's his family. Once he's given his heart to someone or something he will continue to give his all, whether or not he's wanted or later disposed of. He is fiercely protective and supportive of those he's close to, to the point this normally kind and calm male will use his claws if he must. He can be a morally grey character when it comes to his family, always willing to turn his back on others or make hard decisions if it benefits his mate or kids. It'll be hard, of course -- he's not a bad cat, but he'll do what he must.​

​

While he's a clan cat he actually does not feel much for his clan. Truthfully, he joined to be with his mate. He struggles a lot with clan culture and tends to distance himself when it doesn't relate to his family. ​

​

Mothwing can be incredibly petty and judgemental towards those who have harmed his family, holding grudges eternally. He's a true mean girl if you manage to cross that line, and he's not sorry for it.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born a loner into a small family, Moth was happy as a child. His parents loved one another, his siblings were close, and he had a nice den tucked away in a forest. He had zero concept of clans or groups of other cats, and neither did his parents, really. He grew up without much strife or peril.​

​

As an adult, he met Deadeye while on the edge of MountainClan territory. From the very moment he laid eyes on her he was smitten. He couldn't help it! She was just... perfect for him. Moth and Deadeye visited one another plenty, and through these meetings he slowly learned of her home. He genuinely found little interest in clan life -- it seemed so... dangerous, but not only that he also found an issue with the name the clan had given Deadeye. Deadeye? Really? But she loved her home and he began to love her, so when he confessed his feelings and she hesitated due to him being a loner he impulsively made the only decision he could; he joined MountainClan.​

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Moth became Mothwing and he stuck like glue to his new mate. This quickly led to kittens; Palekit and Petalkit. Delighted with his rapidly growing family despite the quickly worsening famine, Mothwing embraced fatherhood with excitement. He had a perfect wife and beautiful children; life was good! His kits avoided the worst of the famine and grew graciously into paws.​

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Then, the prophecy happened. The clan had to make a choice; who would stay in the mountains and who would leave? Littleflower, their medicine cat, spoke of great struggles for those who stayed, so when Palepaw insisted on remaining in the mountains and Deadeye crumbled under the impending danger their daughter would face, he quickly stepped forward and begged his daughter to come with him. Begging turned into demanding, and finally into guilting, and Palepaw, unable to face the fact her decision was destroying her mother, relented and joined the group leaving the mountains.​

​

This began the first crack in the family.​

​

During the travel, Palepaw distanced herself considerably from her parents and sister. Mothwing struggled with the fact he had crushed his daughter but also saved his mate from a heartbreak he knew she couldn't recover from. Could he keep his family together?​

​

The answer as a devastating no, as Palepaw vanished into the night. He assumed his daughter was returning to MountainClan, but he found his attention drawn back to Petalpaw and Deadeye. Deadeye, sick of the current clan way, would step forward and create her own clan and name it LostClan. It was, without a doubt, a given Mothwing would join her side, and he readily accepted the position of deputy.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

[PRP] - Surprises [Finished]​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: LostClan​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: Deputy​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No​

Open for Breedings: No​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Tigersun​

Gender: Male​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Heteroromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Contest​

Hex: #E99A3B​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: NPC x NPC​

Siblings: N/A​

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Larger than average and very muscular​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: A few scars under his fur ​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

A bit gruff around the edges and very dedicated to clan life, Tigersnarl has been known to shove his foot entirely into his mouth with how blunt and abrasive he can be. He prefers cutting to the chase and saying exactly how he feels, and while he's aware that'll make him no friends in the end, it will mean you know exactly what you get when interacting with him. Tigersnarl is not great with emotions, whether that be talking about them or comforting others. He'll still try from time to time, as he has a secret soft underside that sneaks out when he isn't looking, but he's incredibly awkward with feelings and even gets flustered when caught in the act.​

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Tigersnarl overworks himself, believing he has to be the best version of himself for his clan at all times. He can be too hard on himself as a result and will refuse aid or help if a cat tries to intervene. There's no point in being alive if he isn't useful, in his eyes.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born into MountainClan as a single kit to a starving mother, he was raised by other queens due to his mom dying during childbirth. Tigerkit took this especially hard when he found out, blaming himself and promising to make something of himself for his deceased mother. He had a hard time connecting with other kits due to his inability to properly empathize or relax and found himself bitterly alone. To cope, he turned that feeling into action, often trying to sneak out of the nursing dens and make something of himself.​

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As Tigerpaw he worked hard and diligently, often rejecting attempts for friendships in favor of his duties. There was no time for him to be a child -- not to him, at least. The famine was harsh and Tigerpaw was not oblivious; if the clan was to survive they'd need every paw to work hard and become warriors as soon as possible.​

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Once he earned his name and became Tigersnarl he truly began grinding the dirt, working harder than ever to provide for his clan. When the prophecy came and he was faced with the choice of staying in the old lands or finding a new home with the rest he chose to stay. Those staying behind would need every working paw and claw to survive the upcoming trials. ​

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The clan would need a new leader now that Sunseer had left MountainClan, which meant the remaining cats would have to hold an election. Tigersnarl had immediately offered himself as tribute, both believing he truly was born for the task and that his dedication had proven itself tirelessly. He won the election and swiftly promoted Damsonflower to deputy. His name would shortly later change to Tigersun. ​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[PRP] - Crouching Tiger, Hidden Fawn [Ongoing]​

[Elections] - To Lead MountainClan [Finished]​

[PRP] - A New Leader Steps Forth... [Finished]​

[SOLO] - Needed a change of pace [Finished]​

[Hunting] - Just One More Night [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Lives 」​

[Selflessness] - [Thistlefur]​

[Confidence] - [Floodkit]​

[Acceptance] - [Starfur]​

[Common Sense] - [Floppyear]​

[Survival] - [Morningsky]​

[Hope] - [Pebblekit]​

[Humor] - [Stonepaw]​

[Voice] - [Russetsong]​

[Faith] - [Dovetail]​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: MountainClan ​

Mentor: NPC​

Position: Leader​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No -- testing with Fawn​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Daisypelt​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Raffle ​

Hex: #B1A0AC​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Lilacmoon x Bloodoath | [Adopted] Goldenleaf​

Siblings: ​

• Dandelionclaw, Daisypelt, Willowfang, Aspenheart
• [Half] Salmonstripe, Minnowclaw, Basspaw, Sharkpaw, Eelleap

Mate: None​

Children: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average but underweight​

Disabilities: None ​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None ​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Duty-bound and responsibility-driven, Daisypelt is often busy. She likes to keep herself active, whether that be working for her clan or bettering herself. She's a no-nonsense, blunt, and direct kind of cat and vastly prefers it if others were the same, although she's keenly aware most cats aren't. She is not gullible nor do things fly over her head easily, but she does tend to ignore small quips or comments in favor of focusing on what really matters.​

​

Daisypelt tends to overwork herself and will refuse to listen to any attempt to persuade her not to. Fun is not really a word in her personal vocabulary.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born as the result of a fling, Daisykit was raised by both Goldenleaf and Lilacmoon, who both had flings with the same tom. Surrounded by many siblings and half-siblings, Daisykit was very eager to become a paw and leave the nursing den, often clambering to prove her age and strength long before it was even time to consider her apprenticeship. ​

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As Daisypaw she worked hard at her duties, forgoing personal relationships in favor of strengthing herself. Having been born into trying times for MountainClan, Daisypaw just knew there was no time for fun and games -- her clan needed every capable paw and tooth at the ready. She missed out on important bonding opportunities with her siblings and fellow paws and purposefully distanced herself, believing peers her own age were too immature for where she was in life.​

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Once she became Daisypelt she was soon after faced with the decision to either leave with the rest of the clan and find a new home for MountainClan, or stay behind with the tiny group in the mountains. She, without debate or complaint, chose to leave the mountains.​

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The traveling group would eventually split into three clans, with Daisypelt choosing to join StoneClan.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

◈◈◈◈◈◈​

「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: StoneClan​

Mentor: Branchtail​

Position: Warrior ​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes ​

Open for Clans: No ​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Minnowclaw​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Breeding​

Hex: #DAA16E​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Goldenleaf x Bloodoath | [Adopted] Lilacmoon​

Siblings: ​

• Salmonstripe, Basspaw, Sharkpaw, Eelleap
• [Half] Dandelionclaw, Daisypelt, Willowfang, Aspenheart

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Very goal orientated and often focused on something, Minnowclaw likes to keep herself constantly busy. She, like many born within the MountainClan famine, feels duty bound to her clan and puts too much on her shoulders. She tends to overlook her own needs in favor of caring for others, feeling deep empathy for those struggling or with less. She's compassionate and protective, often thinking of others and what she can do to make lives easier for those in her clan.​

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Minnowclaw dislikes others underestimating her greatly and is fairly competitive as a result. She can also have a mean tongue when offended or pushed into a corner, although she's quick to apologize when she cools down.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born as the result of a fling, Minnowkit was raised by both Goldenleaf and Lilacmoon, who both had flings with the same tom. She quite enjoyed having such a large family and spent much of her kithood playing with her siblings. ​

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As Minnowpaw she quickly rose to follow the expectations laid out for her, both eager to help during the vigorous famine and also prove herself to her peers and mentors. Minnowpaw was eager to keep up with her siblings and worked hard in her training, never shying away from a challenge and continuously pushing for more tasks. ​

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Once she became Minnowclaw she was almost immediately faced with the decision to stay in the old MountainClan territory or leave with the rest in hope of greener lands. She decided to join the crew leaving.​

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The traveling group would eventually split into three clans and Minnowclaw joined StoneClan.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Three: Friend or Foe [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Communal dens​

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Clan: StoneClan​

Mentor: Silverstreak​

Position: Warrior​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: No -- testing with Rumble​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: No​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Lynxstrike​

Gender: Female​

Edits: Taller, bobtail​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Breeding​

Hex: #AC8463​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Zoey x Thomas | [Adopted] Littleflower​

Siblings: Camelstride, Tigereye, Lionhunt​

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Very tall due to serval side​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Full of boundless energy and no desire to conform to what others expect or want from her, Lynxstrike is very much her own cat. She can be sassy, curious, and fiercely independent, even though she does care deeply for her family and friends. While she doesn't need others and does vastly prefer moving to her own beat, Lynxstrike will stick her neck out for those she's close to. She just won't stay in one spot for long. She easily feels restricted and chained down if she isn't able to freely stretch her legs, making traditional clan life just a little challenging for her. ​

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Lynxstrike does have a temper to her that she tries to keep under wraps, but it especially flairs when others make assumptions about her. She greatly enjoys being an enigma to other cats and cherishes her individuality. She can be competitive and likes to challenge others' views of her, which does get her into trouble frequently. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Lynxkit was born due to a fling but had plenty of love, both from her mother Zoey and her adoptive mother, Littleflower. She grew up in MountainClan and often tried to leave the den far too early for her age, growing especially frustrated when she was told that there were rules behind when a kit could begin exploring the great beyond. ​

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As Lynxpaw she absolutely loved her duties, especially hunting. Due to the famine, the clan needed more hunting parties than before, which was perfect for an understimulated Lynxpaw. It never was enough -- she needed more and more to do. Her legs never felt stretched enough and her energy never depleted, leaving her a chaotic blur of motion each and every day. She wanted more, but there wasn't much to offer during the trying times the clan faced. There was only so much prey to be caught, no enemies to face, and limited territory to explore.​

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It wasn't enough.​

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So, when the clan was faced with a life-changing decision between staying in the famine-struck territory or finding a new home, well, it was fairly easy to make her decision. Of course, she'd join the group exploring the beyond!​

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The traveling group eventually split into three clans, but Lynxstrike wasn't satisfied with the options. She decided to set out on her own as a loner and left clan life.​

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[ORP - Meta] - Chapter One: Casting Stones [Finished]​

[ORP - Meta] - Chapter Two: Chasing the River [Finished]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Wandering on her own​

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Clan: None​

Mentor: Eclipsefur​

Position: None​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Yes​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Coyote​

Gender: Female​

Edits: None​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Breeding​

Hex: #D8D8DC​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Dust x ???​

Siblings: Mercy​

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Average height but slimmer than most​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Unlikely to make the first move and expose herself, Coyote often likes to watch others for quite some time before making her presence known. She's not shy nor is she uncomfortable with others, but she does prefer silence and safety. She's used to being on her own, having left home and her family the moment she became an adult in search of... well, anything else to make life seem worth it. She is the type to remain quiet long enough for others to begin rambling, prone to staring owlishly as she analyzes other cats and categorizes them in the back of her head. She doesn't do or say anything without being entirely sure, even if it means creating a long and awkward silence.​

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She's quiet on her feet and is prone to appearing and disappearing without a sound or trace. This adds to her mysterious nature, although she'll laugh if you mention it. She has a dry humor and an interest in the paranormal and spooky, often unsettling other cats in the process. If you manage to connect with her, however, you'll have a close companion for life, although she still enjoys her alone time and will wander off when your back is turned, only to visit late in the night later. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born alongside Mercy to Dust and a random loner, she had a quiet childhood where both parents let her explore her own interests at her own leisure. She was content, enjoying her family's company just enough. This didn't stop her from leaving home once she was an adult and begin seeking her own life in the world.​

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[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Currently wandering​

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Clan: None​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Maybe? ​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Viper​

Gender: Male​

Edits: Pointy ears​

Orientation: Pansexual | Demiromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Breeding​

Hex: #FFDCC8​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Fox x Milo​

Siblings: Marten, Vixen​

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Larger than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: A few scars under his fur​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Coy, curious, and great at persuasion, Viper is often looking for a way to get on top. He's great at looking out for his own interests and often carries a different persona depending on who he is interacting with. Unlike his parents, Viper likes to unarm other cats by coming off as sweet, friendly, or generally likable until just the right moment. He isn't as bloodthirsty as his mother, however, and genuinely has an interest in other cats and where they come from. This doesn't mean he can't be violent, but it's far less likely unless he is after something or feels threatened.​

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Viper's real personality likes to tease others and, sometimes, flirt. He finds other cats absolutely fascinating, especially those from clans. How do they stand being told what to do constantly? What is their hierarchy? Why do they follow a random old coot half the time? It's all so weird and makes zero sense to him, but it's a funny show to watch from a distance. ​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born to Fox and Milo in a small litter, Viper was taught from a young age to defend himself through any means necessary. He had a fairly rough childhood that was mostly spent training, although he was never made to wonder if his family loved him or not. It just... was different than other families might be. ​

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As an adult he stayed in the forest he was born in, although he agreed with the general sentiment that they needed a better home.​

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[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Deep within a forest​

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Clan: None​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Maybe? -- Unlikely, but open for plots​

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[Nym]

「◈◈ — General 」​

Name: Haunt​

Gender: Female ​

Edits: Extra fluff​

Orientation: Pansexual | Panromantic​

Status: Alive​

Obtained: Breeding​

Hex: #BD471C​

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「◈◈ — Family 」​

Parents: Blossompetal x Bone Keeper​

Siblings: Willow, Wisp, Shadow​

Mate: None​

Children: None​

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「◈◈ — Details」​

Size: Smaller than average​

Disabilities: None​

Conditions: None​

Marks: None​

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「◈◈ — Personality 」​

Haunt is a playful spirit who doesn't like responsibility much, often giggling and running from sight if anyone expects her to pull her weight. She loves to collect scary stories and chase after paranormal thrills, enjoying a more wild life than most. She doesn't take much seriously, although she seems to know a bit about everything, so clearly somewhere along the way she's been paying attention. ​

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She's exceptionally close to her sister Willow and tends to be found beside her. Haunt likes teasing wanderers and stealing small trinkets, although she has little attachment to what she takes and eventually will lose it along the way. ​

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She likes to make up why her mother vanished, with a new reason coming up each time she's asked.​

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「◈◈ — History 」​

Born in a fling, Haunt comes from an average-sized litter. Her father, Bone Keeper, held an important title she never really paid attention to, while her mother, Blossompetal, belonged to MountainClan. Her mother ended up vanishing one day and Haunt didn't think much of it, shrugging her shoulders and moving on to focus on more interesting things. Like ghosts and spirits, and what wailed deep in the night. ​

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As an adult she decided she didn't want anything to do with her dad's very special and high-ranking duties and left home with Willow, keen on making sure she didn't end up responsible in one way or another. The two traveled together, looking for new sights and spooks to explore.​

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[PRP] - Title [status]​

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「◈◈ — Home 」​

Den: Currently traveling​

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Clan: None​

Mentor: N/A​

Position: N/A​

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「◈◈ — Notes」​

Open for Plots: Yes​

Open for Romance: Yes​

Open for Breedings: Yes​

Open for Clans: Maybe? ​

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