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20 • Heterosexual
A tiny she-cat with
bright, piercing
blue eyes and long,
ashen-black fur.
She has a long,
fluffy tail, grey
tufts mixed within.
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Strengthx.x ▰▰▱▱▱
Speedxx...x▰▰▰▰▱
Staminaxx. ▰▰▰▱▱
Intelligence ▰▰▰▰▰
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Mate;
None yet, (too young).
Kits;
None yet, (too young).
Mother;
Honey (deseased).
Father;
Fang (deseased).
Siblings;
Storm & Smokey.
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+ traits;
- > Honest
> Fearless
> Trustworthy
- > Easily Angered
> Too independent
> Stubborn
Personality;
History;
Bandit is a sneaky little cat, who's swift on her feet.
She's not afraid to defend herself and despite her size,
she's got enough charm and charisma to go around.
Though it may not seem like it, this little cat knows
a thing or two about fighting. Being alone has caused
some weariness around strange animals, causing her
to be high sprung and constantly alert. Now and again,
Bandit occasionally has a temper. Being independent
is very important to her and is absolutely too stubborn
for her own good. Looking passed all that, she is a
sweet, fearless, trustworthy companion who loves
a good adventure. She one day hopes to meet these
'clan' cats she's heard about.
She's not afraid to defend herself and despite her size,
she's got enough charm and charisma to go around.
Though it may not seem like it, this little cat knows
a thing or two about fighting. Being alone has caused
some weariness around strange animals, causing her
to be high sprung and constantly alert. Now and again,
Bandit occasionally has a temper. Being independent
is very important to her and is absolutely too stubborn
for her own good. Looking passed all that, she is a
sweet, fearless, trustworthy companion who loves
a good adventure. She one day hopes to meet these
'clan' cats she's heard about.
History;
Bandit was raised by twolegs since she was
a young kit. This life was all she'd ever known.
Bandit grew up on a small country farm, just
past the cities limits. Out in the fields, young
Bandit was free to catch her own prey and
run in the wide open meadows. Learning to
hunt was self taught alongside her older siblings
Storm and Smokey, who she hasn't seen in a few
moons. She doesn't question it, but the loneliness
get to her sometimes, and she considers leaving
the rundown farm. Her twolegs left around the
same time her siblings did, and now it was just
Bandit. Leaving her home was a big thing, the
outside world was dangerous, and she knew that
but staying here alone was worse than anything
she feared about the outside.
a young kit. This life was all she'd ever known.
Bandit grew up on a small country farm, just
past the cities limits. Out in the fields, young
Bandit was free to catch her own prey and
run in the wide open meadows. Learning to
hunt was self taught alongside her older siblings
Storm and Smokey, who she hasn't seen in a few
moons. She doesn't question it, but the loneliness
get to her sometimes, and she considers leaving
the rundown farm. Her twolegs left around the
same time her siblings did, and now it was just
Bandit. Leaving her home was a big thing, the
outside world was dangerous, and she knew that
but staying here alone was worse than anything
she feared about the outside.
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Not too proud of it, but here's Bandit. BOOP, it's fair to say she's a rogue.
