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Age: Three Years and two months
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Feline or canine?: Feline
Physical Description: Squiggy's stocky little body is colored in various greys and browns including a little black on the head, legs, and tail as well as a snowy white chin. She isn't too thin and not too far, just average with a small, round head and decently short tail. Her eyes are a stunning mint green and complement the plain colors that blend her fur.
Personality: This she-cat always comes across as a bit tough and intimidating. She doesn't talk much when you first meet her and she always seems like she would rather not get to know you and no matter how hard you try to start a conversation with her you will always receive sarcastic and aggressive behavior. When she gets used to you and you manage to survive the serpent like attitude for the first few days, she retains the same sarcastic tongue and shows a more wild, crazy, and daring side. Beneath that tough exterior she really can be a good friend, strong and loyal there to protect and help those she decides she likes. But to see this level... you would have to be one of her long time favorites.
Family: Father(Smoke), mother(Mary), sister(Corina) all deceased.
Mate: ---
Crush: ---
Offspring: ---
History: Squiggy has known nothing but the struggle for survival, when she was born the world was already falling to shambles. Her father was a strong tom, large, fluffy and grey with eyes just as stunning as his daughter's. He didn't believe in the weak having a choice. He killed the runt of his own litter and killed Squiggy's brothers when they showed too much competition for him. His own mate chased him away when Squiggy and her sister reached six months. Her mother tried to teach the two remaining kits love. Mary was a kind, scrawny tortie cat who believed everyone should have a chance to survive. While Squiggy agreed, she grew to realize her father was the more realistic and logical one... as much as she wanted her mother to be. Once the sisters reached a year old, their mother passed from illness and her and Socks split up, neither agreeing with each other on how to view this broken world they were entering.
Scent: Warm summer night
Voice: Lindsey Morgan (Raven from the 100) - xxx
Theme Song: Just Like Fire - PINK
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Roleplay Example: This particular she-cat has never really seen the truly beautiful sight of a colorful morning sunrise. The vibrant mix of pinks, oranges, and purples. Heard the calls of the morning birds as a beautiful new day began. No, this feline has only known the foggy, muggy look of the new world. The world the humans left to their once beloved pets. So as she crawled out from under the rusty, broken contraption once known as a car, and took a deep breath, her lungs sucked in the rancid air that filled the broken city. Scents of canine and feline alike filling her little dark red nose. She curled her lips and huffed, heading out onto the cracked pavement in search of food, hoping for at the very least, a starved rat today. Or a dumb dog easily tricked out of his food. Either way, getting her yellowed teeth on something juicy and warm was her only plan this morning. Didn't matter how she sunk her claws into it.
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Age: Three Years and two months
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bi
Feline or canine?: Feline
Physical Description: Squiggy's stocky little body is colored in various greys and browns including a little black on the head, legs, and tail as well as a snowy white chin. She isn't too thin and not too far, just average with a small, round head and decently short tail. Her eyes are a stunning mint green and complement the plain colors that blend her fur.
Personality: This she-cat always comes across as a bit tough and intimidating. She doesn't talk much when you first meet her and she always seems like she would rather not get to know you and no matter how hard you try to start a conversation with her you will always receive sarcastic and aggressive behavior. When she gets used to you and you manage to survive the serpent like attitude for the first few days, she retains the same sarcastic tongue and shows a more wild, crazy, and daring side. Beneath that tough exterior she really can be a good friend, strong and loyal there to protect and help those she decides she likes. But to see this level... you would have to be one of her long time favorites.
Family: Father(Smoke), mother(Mary), sister(Corina) all deceased.
Mate: ---
Crush: ---
Offspring: ---
History: Squiggy has known nothing but the struggle for survival, when she was born the world was already falling to shambles. Her father was a strong tom, large, fluffy and grey with eyes just as stunning as his daughter's. He didn't believe in the weak having a choice. He killed the runt of his own litter and killed Squiggy's brothers when they showed too much competition for him. His own mate chased him away when Squiggy and her sister reached six months. Her mother tried to teach the two remaining kits love. Mary was a kind, scrawny tortie cat who believed everyone should have a chance to survive. While Squiggy agreed, she grew to realize her father was the more realistic and logical one... as much as she wanted her mother to be. Once the sisters reached a year old, their mother passed from illness and her and Socks split up, neither agreeing with each other on how to view this broken world they were entering.
Scent: Warm summer night
Voice: Lindsey Morgan (Raven from the 100) - xxx
Theme Song: Just Like Fire - PINK
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Roleplay Example: This particular she-cat has never really seen the truly beautiful sight of a colorful morning sunrise. The vibrant mix of pinks, oranges, and purples. Heard the calls of the morning birds as a beautiful new day began. No, this feline has only known the foggy, muggy look of the new world. The world the humans left to their once beloved pets. So as she crawled out from under the rusty, broken contraption once known as a car, and took a deep breath, her lungs sucked in the rancid air that filled the broken city. Scents of canine and feline alike filling her little dark red nose. She curled her lips and huffed, heading out onto the cracked pavement in search of food, hoping for at the very least, a starved rat today. Or a dumb dog easily tricked out of his food. Either way, getting her yellowed teeth on something juicy and warm was her only plan this morning. Didn't matter how she sunk her claws into it.