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WORMKIT twist ✧ biyuu Loves playing pranks and can always find something to joke about, even if it pushes boundaries. Puts bugs in people's nests, generally mean-spirited, immature, can't ever sit still and doesn't pay attention. Especially clumsy. Eats dirt just to see what it tastes like. Never backs down from a dare or a challenge. Very confident and self-assured, intelligent at times. Hyperactive, sly, mischievous. Bio written by Goldcrest.
yes i am adding my own cat to the joining thread listen you guys know how bad i am at remembering i've adopted cats
Post by unknownhearts on Apr 1, 2022 22:12:03 GMT -5
LOVELYFURY ✧ unknownhearts || MAVERICK When Lovelyfury was born, she was the picture of perfection. Long flowing fur of a dilute calico, though it was more orange and white than grey. Like she was kissed by the sun. And her eyes were a sharp amber like the stone. Appearances made it easy to decide on her name. And then she learned how to speak. There's barely a cat in Dayclan who can stand her presence. She's constantly mean and demeaning, boasting herself to be better than everyone. Insufferable to a fault and she can't even see it. Any attempts to challenge her pride is met with rage and threats. Lovelyfury's temper is hot and always burning, barely needing a reason to get worked up. For such a pretty and seemingly dainty she-cat, she's rather brutal. She doesn't mind getting her paws dirty and doing whatever she feels is right to get what she wants. Anyone that tries to get close to her, or dig up the real reason for her temperament, is quickly burnt out by her antics. If you don't have the braincells to leave, it's really your fault if she ends up using you. Her viciousness would fit in better anywhere else than Dayclan. You'd think a cat as love in herself and popularity like Lovelyfury would be trying to climb the ranks as fast as possible. But the calico doesn't care to conform to a system like that. In her eyes, she's already an Imperial, so why bother trying to change the lesser people's minds. Lovelyfury is her own biatch and she does what she pleases. optional: Blood and Beauty
SUNCHOKE ✧ ian || SOCIALITE SUNCHOKE | Let there be light, let there be light, let there be light. The sun rises with Sunchoke; this golden-brown she-cat has an elegance that glows when you first meet her. Tall and proud, she stands like a silhouette in a morning sunrise...but that's as far as the vision goes. Loud and dynamic, she's a firecracker at a funeral, the kind of cat that wears her emotions on her sleeve. Inheriting the stubbornness and temper from her mother, she's always been the kind of cat who puts her all in everything that she feels. When she's happy, it's like the sun is bright in the sky, and when she's angry, it's like a hurricane around them, and when she's upset, the world is hush in a silent fog. She's never found a need to reign in her emotions as a kit, but as she grew older, it became clear that not everyone experienced life the way she did. Others found her moods like a dark cloud in the distance, and when her mother told her to control the weather of her emotions, her anxiety began to set in. Constantly trying to monitor her moods, she's always working overtime, always trying to keep positive despite how overwhelmed she feels. She tries to keep it all in, but there are times when it lashes out like claws, especially to the ones she loves. Her fluctuating moods still remain to this day, and perhaps had she been allowed to express it all, she'd simply be the may showers following april flowers, but the anxious desire to please her mother and to keep others happy chokes her like a cloud chokes the sun on a rainy day. idk something like this
GLAMOURDEATH ✧ wrenpansy || MAVERICK Once a highly respected member of society, a kind, soft spoken, highly responsible figure of poise and dignity, they got a bit of a bonk on the noggin' after one of the earthquakes that wracked the forest clans ended with a pretty large rock hitting him on the head. Ever since then he's not been quite himself. He's convinced he's the eldest cat in the clan and is two steps away from death (in reality he's barely middle-aged, and even that's debatable, but he has complained about it so bitterly he's found himself in the elder's den) and is wracked with awful delusions about what clan life was like back in "ye olden days of the clans." His name used to be Goldendeluge but has been convinced his name has and was always Glamourdeath. There's really no helping him at this point it seems, but he's content to act the role of an elder and be the weird guy in the corner all the kits want to hear tell tales from and by contrast who all the parents really don't want their kits hearing stories from. A silver tabby tom with jade green eyes, his fur color only furthers his beliefs about his old age. optional: clarity and sanity elder
HOARSEHOOF ✧ fox || SOCIALITE unless he can be imperial A large — staggeringly large — cat with a long, elongated snout, perked ears that can swivel about, big, dark, glassy eyes set onto the sides of his face with sidewards pupils, a soft, velvety nose with short whiskers, long, thin legs, a strange tail made of ribbons of fur and a matching mane on the back of his neck, and paws that almost seem like hooves, which of course they aren't. Strangely, being a cat, he doesn't much act like one, and in fact he doesn't even speak the language. He's great friends with the medicine cat, Rosyclementine, and also an especially intimate friend of the leader. warrior
DAYKIT (THYME) ✧ MOONSTORM || your character's description (any length is fine!): "What "Thyme" is it? "Day" "thyme"!. It's a phrase often said when Daythyme was little. When someone wanted to spend time with him, especially his aging parents. His Mother; Applesweet and his Father; Beesting were now Elder's of Dayclan. They retired soon after Applesweet had Daythyme. Daythyme from the time he could get out of the nursery and mingle with his Clan; was seen as courageous. When a bee came by a younger kit; he would put himself in front of the bee and let it sting him, instead of his younger den-mate. As he grew up; he continued his courageous ways. Leaping into water, to save other cats not in his Clan; fighting a cat or animal twice his size. Running into fire to save another cat and the list goes on.
Daythyme is a cat who sees the best in others. He refuses to see the bad; believing that all cats are good. Despite some cats doing bad things; he still thinks that they are redeemable. Daythyme puts all his effort into serving his Clan and bettering himself as a warrior. If one day he gets the chance to meet a she-cat interested in him, and he in her; he might make the choice to mate and have kits - but his main focus is his Clan and protecting it at all cost.
Daythyme is a large golden long-haired tom-cat with darker ginger tabby stripes all along his back, legs and forehead. His eyes are an amber hue. His body is a lithe and slender underneath his heavy coat. His nose is a light pink and his tail is fluffy. When he walks it's with authority and self-assurance. Tall, noble and regal.
SUNRISESMUDGE ✧ DOT || Maverick or Mediator (I will let you pick) A moon stained with the soft ginger of the dawn sky. His eyes the pale blue of the morning sky. He was born in the land of dark to a cat named Dollface and raised by Duskveil and Darkmeadow. He was taken to Moonclan as a young kit forced to live amongst the burned out, ashy forest. When the judgment of Moonclan and The Culling chased Sunrisesmudge. Seeking out refuge in the land of light. He turned to Dayclan. While he lives among the daytime now. He adores the stars and all their beauty. He is an astronomer at heart who doesn't truly believe in Starclan. He believes the stars are powerful in their own right and that the sky doesn't contain a bunch of dead cats. He was the only elemental born in his litter. It's very unknown why he is an elemental and he doesn't even know himself. It's a fact he keeps mostly to himself. He has empathic abilities that allow him to feel other's emotions and to even see very strong emotions to form in auras. His abilities if used too much can cause him to suffer from migraines that can be debilitating at times. He has a twin brother, but doesn't remember him much. optional: Survival and Judgement
I will point out he is an elemental and has empath based powers. He was previously living in Moonclan until their laws changed and is seeking refuge in Dayclan.
