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reference.
― TOYHOUSE
A well-groomed, curly furred black tom with a white muzzle, paws, ears, and tail. He is a bit shorter than the average cat at 22 cm (8.6 in). His paw pads and nose are a dark apple-red color.
↳ Kk Karpati, recessive chocolate, no agouti but carrying Mcmc mackerel and classic.
demeanor: He carries a over-confident and arrogant demeanor. (ESTJ-A MBTI)
mannerisms: Head tilting when thinking, tail flicking, teeth grinding.
✦ accessories: n/a
AESTHETICS: n/a PINTEREST.
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( + ) Efficient, Organized, Extroverted, Loyal
( / ) Direct
( - ) Close-minded, Quick to judge, Work-aholic, Argumentative
If you want something done, Rampaw should be your go-to. If it wasn't for his lack of skills, that is. Rampaw is a hard worker, still, even if he clearly sees himself as better, or thinks that others do things wrong. It's these things that cause Rampaw to not be the most popular with other cats, getting into arguments quite often. Despite this, Rampaw enjoys being with others and working with them, if they listen to him, of course. Rampaw also tends to be blunt and direct with the people around him. When it comes to plans and such, Rampaw will follow what he feels is right, even if others disagree. That being said, even if he has little experience in these things, he's good at making orders and plans. Despite his unpopularity, and how unsure he is about the clan, he is willing to follow ThunderClan because they took him in.
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strength ★★☆☆☆☆
stamina ★★★★☆☆
agility ★★★☆☆☆
hunting ★★☆☆☆☆
swimming ★☆☆☆☆☆
climbing ★★★☆☆☆
grace ★★★★☆☆
⤷ SINGLE ; INTERESTED IN NO-ONE YET
• currently padding after none
── OPEN TO FRIENDSHIPS & POTENTIAL CRUSHES.
— Unsure of the Clans and the cats in them as a whole.
+ skilled in running, climbing, and planning
- poor in hunting and fighting
— peaceful & healing powerplay Not Allowed
— speech in speech color here ; thoughts ; attacks only in underline
— will start verbal fights ; won't start physical fights ; will show mercy ; won't attack kits, elders ; might maim ; will flee
— smells like wet soil the day after it rains
— sounds: voice claim
✦ scars/injuries: n/a
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GLORY (NPC) xx HONEY (NPC)
— raised by both Glory & Honey
— only-child
— mentoring none
— mentored by Magnolia
— Mate to none | Parent to none
ADMIRES. n/a CLOSE FRIENDS. n/a FRIENDS. n/a LIKES. n/a DISLIKES. n/a
NOTABLE ENEMIES. n/a DESPISES. n/a
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erm... inventory moment?
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Rampaw is originally from a different group of cats, with no connection to the ones here. There, he was the only son and child of the leader Glory, and his mate Honey. He was named Ram after the ram that supposedly lead them to their home. He spent much of his life being pampered and coddled, watching over cats and judging their actions even as young as 5 moons. He did not worry if he was going to have food, or shelter. Sure, they had rough seasons… but that didn't effect him. It helped that he was practically the spitting image of his father. When he was 7 moons old, a rainstorm came through. Well, it's not enjoyable, but it's nothing to worry about. But it did not stop. As the days passed, cats would leave their dens, praying it had stopped, but it just continued on. And then tree roots dislocated from the ground, and the mud became so thick that it trapped you, and suddenly the cat you knew since you were a kit was your enemy if it meant they could get some food. A flood should not be bloody. And yet, when it came, and when Ram looked down from the log he had grabbed onto, thats all he could see. When he got to dry land, he spent awhile wandering, scared and unprepared for the world around him. He spent those moons scavenging what coyotes and vultures considered disgusting, until he was finally found at 10 moons old by what would become ThunderClan.
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Hello and welcome to Purrgatory! We are an 18+ Warrior Cat Roleplay set in an AU where the clans were unable to leave the forest territories and perished!
It has been 100 or more years since then, the clans of the forest are but distant memories to any cats still alive, stories passed down to kits of strangely named wild warriors and leaders with nine lives but the time of the clans is upon us once more and the stars shine yet again.
