— a curly-furred cat with a rounded face and body. her eyes are pale gold, and most of her fur is a creamy tabby shade - although her front paws and her spine are, instead, splotched with chocolate tabby. the tip of her tail, her muzzle, her paws and her belly are all white in an almost tuxedo cat fashion.
⤷sh(?) chocolate/cream classic tabby chimera w/ white spotting
⤷9 inches at shoulder / 11 lbs
— accesorizes with flower petals in her curly fur
——— PERSONALITY ———
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—Velvetpaw is... often a difficult cat to get along with. She's sassy and almost always running her mouth in some way, always seeking attention with her dramatic displays. The attention is, of course, what she mostly seeks out - she flirts, she bickers, anything that gets someone to look at her and pay attention to her for even a few moments. While she doesn't generally start huge fights with her clanmates, if it's a cat she particularly dislikes or they really embarass her... she tends to explode. what she refuses to tell anyone, and might not even know herself, is that all of the fighting and attention seeking comes from a deep hurt inside and a fear of being forgotten or left behind.
— likes: ??? ‧ ???
— dislikes: being wet/muddy ‧ being ignored/disregarded
——— RELATIONSHIPS ———
NPC ✕ NPC ‧ generation 1
— sibling to:
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lesbian ‧ single
— monogamous
— crushing on
none
— other family here, steal the abbr from above
Mentor/apprentice to CHARACTER NAME
⤷ previously CHARACTER NAME
In social spheres, this character is very easy to befriend
⤷ admires CHARACTER NAME ‧ why
⤷ friends with CHARACTER NAME ‧ why
⤷ rivals with CHARACTER NAME ‧ why
⤷ enemies with CHARACTER NAME ‧ why
——— SNAPSHOT ———
skill ‧ skill ‧ skill
⤷ elaborate
skill ‧ skill ‧ skill
⤷ elaborate
In battles . . .
— will start fights
⤷ will end them
— will rarely flee
⤷ might show mercy
Speech is #a82741
— peaceful powerplay allowed
⤷ any other notes
——— DEVELOPMENT ———
Backwritten History
—Whether she was a loner or a kittypet before her mother brought her to the shipyard cats, she doesn't know. She was too young to remember if her early days had been spent in a den in the woods or a twoleg nest, and it never mattered. She had a home there, and she had her mother, and that was all that really mattered to her... Until the shipyard cats decided to move inland. Somewhere during or shortly before the journey, she lost her mother, and was left feeling all alone in the world. The cats around her were companions, yes, but she wanted her mother! She wasn't quite the same as she had been before after that...
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