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Username: Lance-McClain
Names: Gardenia
Gender: Female
Age: 27 Moons
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush/ Mate: ---
Former Clan: Former Loner
Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Council
Personality: When you first speak to her, she is quiet and reserved, despite having been with the Clan for a few moons. It's difficult to get her to open up or trust as she's been betrayed in the past. Despite this, Gardenia thrives on positive attention. She may seem cold and indifferent at first but after a few moments of ice breaking speaking, she will warm up and become much more approachable and easy to speak to.
History: Bred, born, and raised among two-legs, Gardena had an easy life. Food bowl never empty, fur always clean, a hair and claw free paw to always scratch behind her ear if she mewed just so, all she had to do to keep this life was to prance around and sit pretty for their flashing boxes and happy chatter. This life quickly disappeared when one night, her elder two-legs passed away. Hunger pains became a constant and looming passenger in her life, her fur always clumped and matted, her body slowly withered away as she was locked away in a small metallic crate and left in the dark for hours on end. Her only savior was the mice infesting the walls as they kept her constant company and gave her an occasional meal and the leaky ceiling that staved her thirst on rainy nights.
One day, after weeks or maybe moons, she was remembered. Quickly, she wishes she wasn't because she was soon thrown into a dimly lit room with what seemed to be hundreds of other animals that snarled and spat at her, barked and roared, howled and screeched, all begging to get to her and tip the fur from her body. This was her new life for another six moons before, one day, the door to her little prison was left open and she escaped to the forest behind the building, running until her lungs screamed and her paws bled and until she couldn't anymore.
She knows not how she came across those who saved her, as she was sure she was going to be eaten by the starving snarls from the darkness, but shes thankful for them nonetheless.
Relationships: ---
Username: Lance-McClain
Names: Gardenia
Gender: Female
Age: 27 Moons
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Crush/ Mate: ---
Former Clan: Former Loner
Rank: Warrior
Desired Rank: Council
Personality: When you first speak to her, she is quiet and reserved, despite having been with the Clan for a few moons. It's difficult to get her to open up or trust as she's been betrayed in the past. Despite this, Gardenia thrives on positive attention. She may seem cold and indifferent at first but after a few moments of ice breaking speaking, she will warm up and become much more approachable and easy to speak to.
History: Bred, born, and raised among two-legs, Gardena had an easy life. Food bowl never empty, fur always clean, a hair and claw free paw to always scratch behind her ear if she mewed just so, all she had to do to keep this life was to prance around and sit pretty for their flashing boxes and happy chatter. This life quickly disappeared when one night, her elder two-legs passed away. Hunger pains became a constant and looming passenger in her life, her fur always clumped and matted, her body slowly withered away as she was locked away in a small metallic crate and left in the dark for hours on end. Her only savior was the mice infesting the walls as they kept her constant company and gave her an occasional meal and the leaky ceiling that staved her thirst on rainy nights.
One day, after weeks or maybe moons, she was remembered. Quickly, she wishes she wasn't because she was soon thrown into a dimly lit room with what seemed to be hundreds of other animals that snarled and spat at her, barked and roared, howled and screeched, all begging to get to her and tip the fur from her body. This was her new life for another six moons before, one day, the door to her little prison was left open and she escaped to the forest behind the building, running until her lungs screamed and her paws bled and until she couldn't anymore.
She knows not how she came across those who saved her, as she was sure she was going to be eaten by the starving snarls from the darkness, but shes thankful for them nonetheless.
Relationships: ---