OLIVEOIL, warriorclan & tusseler
values freedom and territory above all. Whether it's roaming her garden or deciding who gets close, she refuses to be caged physically or emotionally. In conversations, she is brash and standoffish, preferring blunt honesty over pleasantries. Her sharp tongue tends to mask her concern and good intentions, quick to make her appear the villain.
She is quick to judge and can be reckless, never one to be afraid of throwing the first blow. Despite her irritable nature, Oliveoil is very protective of those she cares about—especially those who manage to claw their way into her guarded heart.
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OLIVEOIL
↪ Named Olive for the color of her eyes. Oil was tacked on later upon her joining WarriorClan in honor of her personality.
Age: 41 moons
Pronouns: She/Her
Rank: TUSSELER
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Description: A black and white tuxedo with olive green eyes.
Physique: Short and slightly stocky from being well-fed.
Posture:
Distinguishing Features: Small etches across her nose and nicks in her ears from fights.
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Irritable - Curious - Standoffish - Territorial
» Very fond of her two legs and doesn't like to share.
» More of a firecracker than your average house pet.
» Struggles to bond with other cats and frequently gets into clashes over opinions.
» Favorite hobbies include beating up cats that trespass, sleeping, and biting her twolegs toes when she's pissed off.
» A menace to garden birds and bugs.
» Leaves no box unsat but cannot be contained.
» Picks fights indiscriminately.
» When she was still young Olive was captured by twolegs and sent to the cutter. She is incapable of having kits.
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Early Life
→ Former streetcat turned housepet, but while somewhat reminiscent of her days as a streetcat.
→ Born in a crumbling shed on the edge of the twolegplace and raised alongisde her siblings by a hardened mother. She was taught to survive and to trust no one.
→ After she was old enough, Olive left her family and lived by her claws... Wandering, hunting, patroling and defending her own stretch of territory.
→ Once a scrappy menace, she earned her collar after adopting an elderly twoleg and her granddaughter who left food out. After a while she grew comfortable around them, and they were able to coax her inside. While fully being an indoor kittypet does not appeal to her, she does enjoy a mix of freedom and comfort. Her twolegs have since installed a flap for her to come and go as she pleases.
→ Oliveoil joined Warriorclan out of suspicion. She didn't like the idea of strangers roaming her neighborhood playing clan. But over time, through much loathing and irritation towards her clanmates, she developed a fondness for WarriorClan.
→ She now serves as a tusseler for WarriorClan, confronting any that threaten her home.
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