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xxxName: Pearldawn
xxxNicknames: Pearl, Sigyn by loners
xxxRole: Warrior
xxxAge: 39 moons
xxxSexuality: Pansexual Demiromantic
xxxGender: Female
xxxClan: Hillclan
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Personality~ Many things could be said about Pearldawn, but it's important to remember she's sarcastic and blunt. She has no bones about being upfront about the mistakes of others and can be quite vicious when bringing them up. Pearldawn is sarcastic, yet her intelligence and thoughtfulness can make others wonder if she's more Sharp-tongued or Silver-tongued. Not that it matters, as she's not the type to use her abilities for her own personal gain outside of a few instances. She's not the most social cat and tends to hold back when meeting new people. Often considered cautious, skeptical, and even fearful when meeting strangers. She dislikes large groups but may tolerate them if she has a close friend or someone she feels she can trust nearby. For all her viciousness, she's not the type to hold a grudge, though that's mostly because she's both forgetful and self-critical. She tends to forget - a lot of other things but mostly slights herself. However, she will remember slights against others and problems or mistakes she's made. Overall Pearldawn is a generous molly with a heart of gold, a barbed-wire tongue, and a caged heart.
History~ Pearldawns history is questionable mostly to herself, due to the fact that she has amnesia. it makes her claim to have been born in a clan, questionable in her mind. Pearldawn was born on a stormy day season's ago to two doting parents, Meadowpounce and Beachstrike, along with her two siblings Rushkit & Shorekit. Not that she remembers any of them. Her first four moons in Hillclan were joyful and without fear, aside from the occasional storm. She played with her den mates and like all adventurous kits, got into trouble with them. One such day, she and three others, including her brother decided to sneak out of camp. It was that day that her easy life in her birthplace ended.
They nearly made it off clan territory another hour later, where one of their companions spoke up about his own hesitance to keep going. Rushkit agreed with him, but Pearlkit refused to go back. Staying loyal to his sibling, Rushkit ended up following his sister once more, while the other two started to return home. Pearlkit enjoyed her newfound freedom and raced ahead, her brother trailing after more hesitantly. Which was the only thing that saved him from nearly becoming a snack for a fox. While not horrifically scarred from the encounter, her hatred and fear of Foxes is something that not even her amnesia can do away with. While she faced the fox, attempting to get away and stay alive, Rushkit started running back to camp in fear.
By the time the patrol got there, the fox was nowhere in sight, and neither was Pearlkit, only blood, and fur remained, along with the scent of a stranger. As Rushkit was rushing away to get help, a blaze of ginger managed to redirect the fox's attention away from Pearlkit. The ginger cat, who she later learned was Cinnamon, rescued her from the fox, chasing it away. Though Cinnamon didn't get away unscathed, the rogue, snatched up Pearlkit and left the area afterward, limping all the way. Pearlkit fought back of course, but with her adrenalin fading fast, she was bearly a nuisance to the Rogue. By the time the sun was starting to set that day, Cinnamon was well away from clan territory - at least as far away as she could get with a bum leg and the extra weight of a four-month-old kitten.
Now Cinnamon was just like every other cat, neither good nor evil, just trying to survive. She had experienced many things in her many years, but she'd never gotten to be a mother. Not truly, she'd had a single litter, a single sickly litter. One had been stillborn, and the other three died before they were even five moons old. She'd tried again and again, but she'd never been able to conceive again after. So seeing a young kit alone and in trouble. She felt it was a sign, and took her chance. For the next half-moon, things went pretty much the same as the last day. Cinnamon would get up early, hunt for the both of them and return before Pearlkit awoke. They would eat and then Pearlkit would try to escape, and Cinnamon would pick her up and start heading farther and farther away from clan territory.
That came to an end, the morning that Pearlkit tried to escape, in their tussling, Pearlkit smashed her head on a nearby boulder. While Cinnamon tended to her for a time, she still had to keep the two of them moving. She found out later that day at their sunhigh stop to get food, that when Pearlkit awoke, she had no idea who Cinnamon was, or what her own name was. Seeing a golden opportunity, she cheerfully answered her questions, telling young Pearlkit that she was her mother and that her name was Sigyn. The newly renamed Sigyn accepted this and things from then on, were quite smooth. They traveled for many moons, Cinnamon teaching her "daughter" all that she knew, about surviving. Hunting various animals, fighting, safety, fishing, and some basic healing tool. Cinnamon seemed to be forgetting where she was heading though, as she was inadvertently wandering towards Swampclan and Hillclan territory.
Now Cinnamon was old, older than what most would guess, and older than she'd admit. So when Cinnamon dropped dead of fright just along the Hillclan border, Sigyn was surprised. And it seemed quickly forced to engage in battle with a fox once more. It seems her cries were heard by a sympathetic patrol, as not long before she was once again knocked out by a fox, more batteries sounded. When she woke up minutes later, she assisted the patrol in chasing off the fox finally. Uncaring of the strangers around her, she tried to her mother's body - Was she my mother? Why do I remember someone else? And aloud questioned who she was once more. Despite the time that had passed, a few cats on the patrol recognized her, and she was invited to come to their camp to check her injuries. She refused and left and after burying her adoptive mother, she began to wander around the area staying close to the two clans, and bits and pieces of memories started to return. But nothing concrete. She remembered her brother's fear, her true mother's scent, her real name and the fact that Cinnamon had stolen her. With that last fact in her memory, she approached the next Hillclan patrol she found, and asked if any of them knew her. They had, and she was once again offered a place. This time she took it and eventually returned to her true name, as a warrior of Hillclan. Maybe she'll actually feel like one someday.
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Description~ Pearldawn is of a decent size if she must say so, with a svelt figure and lean muscles from her time swimming. Though not as speedy as her clan-mates she's got endurance most of them do not. Her fur is thick and sleek making it shiny, something she's proud of. Said fur is mostly a mix of fawns - pale brown - and creams, with some startling splashes of white adoring her coat. On her angular face sit two jeweled eyes colored of copper, pristine, shiny, and new copper not rusted and dirty. The only noticeable scar on her is on the right side of her neck, which she got from the first fox she ever encountered.
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Extra ~
Scent ~ Sea Salt & Dewy Rose
Main Themes~ Solitude by Sorry, Peach & Devil doesn't bargain by Alec Benjamin
Voice claim ~ Danielle Rose Russel
Other ~ Pearldawn sometimes still thinks of herself as Sigyn and as such doesn’t always respond to her name. She wonders what would have happened if she didn’t start to remember the truth. She was given the name Pearl after her parents had talked with a traveling loner who'd spoken about the big blue and the things they'd heard about/seen there, like Pearls.
Sorry for the long-as-crap backstory there. I got too into it. xD
