note ;; if anyone wishes to play the crush/sibling/family member of any of my cats, don't be afraid to shoot me a pm !! we can easily work it out from there ;v;
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ᴍᴏᴛʜᴘᴀᴡ "I'm waking up at the start of the end of the world,
But its feeling just like every other morning before,
Now I wonder what my life is going to mean if it's gone,
The cars are moving like a half a mile an hour
And I started staring at the passengers who're waving goodbye,
Can you tell me what was ever really special about me all this time?-"
image sourceName» Mothpaw
Other Names» Mothkit, Mothwish? Need ideas.
Age» Eleven moons
Gender» Agender molly, she/they
Rank» Kit, Apprentice, Warrior
Crush» Will be developed, PM me?
Mate» N/A
Kits» N/A
Siblings» Dewpaw {F, alive}, Featherpaw {M, alive}
Mother» Deerdapple {F, alive}
Father» Stonepelt {M, alive}
Sexuality» Bisexual
Description» Mothpaw is a short, slightly chubby
tabby molly with ticked, sandy coloured fur and
tufted ears. Their paws seems a little too big for
a molly of their size, despite the fact that they
aren't the thinnest cat around. Their tail is short
and more of a tuft, their eyes large and a soft
green tinged with splashes of grey.
Personality» Mothpaw has been described as determined, strong
willed, and one to not back down from a challenge if they can
help it. They are usually thoughtful and take some time to think
before they act, but whether or not those are sensible or stupid
thoughts, it really depends on everything. They're friendly, and
can be the tiniest bit loud when excited, but will loyally stand
by their clanmates with barely a second thought. They love kits
and can often be found attempting to play games with them,
and hope to have some of their own one day.
History»
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ɴɪɢʜᴛᴘᴀᴡ"On the outside, always looking in
,
Will I ever be more than I've always been?
'Cause I'm tap, tap, tapping on the glass-
I'm waving through a window.
I try to speak, but nobody can hear,
So I wait around for an answer to appear,
While I'm watch, watch, watching people pass
I'm waving through a window, oh...
Can anybody see, is anybody waving back at me?"
image sourceName» Nightpaw
Other Names» Nightkit, Nightsong
Age» Eight moons
Gender» Cis tom, he/his
Rank» Kit, Apprentice, Warrior
Crush» Will be developed, PM me?
Mate» N/A
Kits» N/A
Siblings» Sparkpaw, {F, alive}
Mother» Madeline {F, deceased}
Father» Blackwhisker {M, alive}
Sexuality» Demiromantic, Homosexual
Description» Nightpaw is a tall, thin, lanky tom
tom with large ears, long limbs, smoky black fur,
and clear, grey-blue. He looks rather feminine for
a tom, having dainty paws and a poised posture,
giving him the tendency to be mistaken for a she
by strangers and unfamiliar cats.
Personality» Nightpaw is one who's generally considered calm and
collected, expressive, yet shy. He's loving and gentle, always there
as a shoulder to cry on if you need him. He has got a form of mild
social anxiety, not doing well in crowds and much preferring to sit
on the sidelines by himself and a small group of friends. He has the
tendency to be a bit anti-social, but if you do manage to break past
his walls, he'll most likely be a friend for life, sticking with anyone
through thick and thin. He's caring, trustful and understanding, but
doesn't do well under pressure and tends to crack and stammer easily.
History» Nightpaw is a half-blooded tom, his mother being a kittypet
from a nearby twolegplace who died during his birth. It left his father
to take Nightpaw and his sister to the clan under the mock cover that
they were a rogue's kits left alone by the border by the corpse of their
mother, stale scents surrounding them. His parents had met one day
whilst Blackwhisker was out on a solo hunting trip, running into the
curious ginger she-cat by the border, with things going well from that
day until Madeline fell pregnant. She had been sick in those coming
moons, and the birth had pushed her body over the edge, killing her
and leaving her family alone and twolegs without a clue.
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ᴢᴏᴇ "Why should I have a heavy heart?
Why should I start to break in pieces?
Why should I go and fall apart for you?
Why should I play the grieving girl and lie?
Saying that I miss you,
And that my world has gone dark without your light...
I will sing no requiem tonight."
image sourceName» Zoe
Other Names» N/A
Age» Seventeen moons
Gender» Cis molly, she/her
Rank» Kittypet
Crush» Will be developed, PM me?
Mate» N/A
Kits» N/A
Siblings» Connor {M, alive}
Mother» Cynthia {F, alive}
Father» Larry {M, alive}
Sexuality» Pansexual
Description» Zoe is a sweet looking, dusty tan
Somali molly, with soft features and large, brown
eyes. She's an average height, slightly more to the
shorter side of things with delicate paws, soft fur
and a plumy, feathered tail.
Personality» Born under a family of rich Twolegs, Zoe does have
the tendency to have a bit of a haughty attitude to cats around her
and humans she isn't familiar with. She's cautious, more so towards
toms, since she has never had the best relationship with her brother,
the pair getting into plenty of arguments before he left. Despite her
somewhat sassy attitude, Zoe will probably cry if she's insulted, but
it's more towards angry tears as she snaps back with an insult of her
own. If you get her on a good day, she'll be reasonably calm, gentle
and even a bit enthusiastic, a hint of adventure behind her actions.
History»
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ᴄᴏɴɴᴏʀ"Guys like you and me,
We're just the losers
Who keep waiting to be seen, right?
I mean no one seems to care,
Or stops to notice that we're there,
So we get lost in the in between.
But, if you can somehow keep them thinking of me,
And make me more than an abandoned memory...
Well that means we matter too,
It means someone will see that you are there..."
image sourceName» Connor
Other Names» N/A
Age» Twenty-two moons
Gender» Demiboy tom, he/they
Rank» Kittypet, Loner
Crush» Will be developed, PM me?
Mate» N/A
Kits» N/A
Siblings» Zoe {F, alive}
Mother» Cynthia {F, alive}
Father» Larry {M, alive}
Sexuality» Homosexual
Description» Connor is a tall, lanky, dark brown
Somali tom with sharp features and narrow brown
eyes, the left having a splash of blue up one side.
His tail is long and feathery, and he has a paler
mane around his neck, the colour melting up to
his chin. He has a few scars up his forepaws, and
a nicked right ear.
Personality» well he's got some issues.
just a few. just- just a few tiny issues.
those issues are more like problems
and he's an angsty teen running away
from home because he thinks nobody
cares. he's a bit of a butt tbh.
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History»
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