Appearance Description:
Tan kit with brown tabby spots as well as white spots. Yellow/Green eyes.
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I saved every letter you wrote me
From the moment I read them
MarigoldKit sat in the nursery, watching her siblings roughhouse. Any time they get to close she lets out a soft hum and shifts further away.
You built me palaces out of paragraphs
You built cathedrals
MarigoldPaw hummed softly before walking up to the tom she had been pining after for moons.
"H-Hey.. hmm I was.. wondering if you might hmm want to go hunting with me? hmm"
You forfeit all rights to my heart
You forfeit the place in our bed
You'll sleep in your office instead
MargioldHum starred at her mate- no.. ex-mate.. with his new mate. How could he do this? What is wrong with him? She hummed softly and took a breath to calm herself before padding over.
"Hey.. How hmm are you both? hmm That's good.. How are the hmm kits?"
Name: Lichen’Kit Other Name Ideas: Web’Kit, Pebble’Kit Gender: Female Appearance: She is a darker tortoiseshell she-cat, with black fur and orange-brown spots. Her fur is medium-lengthen and ruffled up majority of the time. Her eye color is a forest green and her gaze is typically daring and she always looks like she’s planning some sort of trouble. Personality: She is rather defiant and energetic, clearly set up for the path of a warrior. She can be a trouble-maker at times, but really does care for her clan.
Appearance
A black furred mollie with freckled lilac patches that break off into petal shapes, markings are symmetrical, and a small heart shape on her left shoulder. She has white markings on her chest, muzzle, paws, belly, tail tip and inside her ears. Has large, shiny mossy green hues with thick white lashes that give them a dreamy and soft appearance. Frame is delicate and slim causing her to be weak in physical strength yet has better speed and an elegant look. Very silky fur that droops in some places making it look like running water. Her features are narrow and dainty.
Personality
Where to begin with this child born of stars? The grace of a countess, the faith of a prophet this molly has always harbored a love for all her parents. She cares for them deeply and takes the greatest pride in pleasing them, all she wants is to recieve their affections and praise, what else could she wish for? Lavenderkit is theirs and they are hers, and hers alone. No one is more deserving of them than her...at least that what she thinks. Due to her adoration for all of them she can get jealous easily when their attention is captured by someone else, a sibling or and outsider, it doesn't matter, she will do whatever it takes to ward away her competitors for them leading to her clinging to them quite a bit in fear they will forget her and someone else will steal their hearts. This trait will expand as more cats come into her life.
Despite her mean streak when shielding away loved ones from others she is quite friendly when at ease. A faint smile on her lips and vigilant eyes she treats others with respect as long as they treat her with the same regard. Lavender will happily engage in conversation with anyone who approches her being quite the socialite when out and about. Charming others with her dreamy demeanour and smooth words she's quite the sweet-talker when she feels like it! When she's older she'll be a bit flirtatious as well! Though, she usually has good intentions, Lavender has a way of twisting words into little fibs or massive lies...or she'll just manipulate them with sweetness to get her way, often ignoring others feelings and emotions unless they are close to her.
Even if she has some questionable morals she's absolutely devoted to Starclan. Lavender learned about them from a young age and ever since has been willing to serve them. She believes they are wise and gracious if you treat them well so she's made it her mission to be hopelessly faithul even in the darkest of times and she encourages others to do the same. Every resting moment she dedicates her time to prayers or looking to them for signs. Speaking of which, the mollie is actively seeking out prophecies and dreams that her ancestors might send her because then, not only would she feel blessed, she'd get respect and attention from all those around her. Lavender's main goal is to become a beloved messenger of the stars for Shadowclan which is why she aspires to be medicine cat but she has an interest in herbs too so it's not all about Starclan and will try and help whenever Mossfreckle's working.
It's a night that would've been dark if not for the many stars scattering the smoky sky and a moon in the shape of a crescent that hangs from the heavens. You are standing on the edge of a lush clearing, shrouded in fragrant herbs and bathed in pale moonlight. In the center of the overgrown glade sits a beautiful she-cat. Her pelt is as black as ink yet is broken by freckled lilac patches like the petals of a deadly nightshade (Atropa belladonna) and white accents dust her paws, tail, muzzle, chest, belly and ears like snow. Her posture is straight and her head is held upwards towards the cosmos, revealing glorious mossy hues partially hidden by thick eyelashes that are uniquely pale. Something about her gives of an atmosphere of dilligence and mystery as she stares at the atmosphere with star touched eyes. Soft fur washes down her delicate frame as she sits like a lonely angel in this hidden place.
What do you do?
Your paws carry you towards the lone molly, and your presence is acknowledged by a sudden change in focus.You are met with those sparkling green orbs as they watch you approch in faint suprise. Your sudden appearance is unexpected. No hostility is present, though. A soft smile melts away her previously enigmatic expression. She welcomes you with undisguised cordiality. Company was not sought after but is embraced tonight. "Why, good evening. Nice to know I'm not alone tonight." Her voice is soft and flows like a melody.
You leave the divine feline to her star gazing. No words, no sign that you were ever there. Just silence. Still, you're presence did not go unnoticed.
M O O N K I T
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Moontkit ➠ Moonpaw ➠ Moonmoss Male // He/Him // Possible Mind Reader & Lyrebird's Lullaby Purkk//
Moon ➠ his pelt ~ Moon represents hope, stability, peace, and emotion
Moss ➠ Tribute to his Father ~ Moss represents resilience, optimism and strength
other Name Ideas
Nightkit /Nightfall Asterkit /Astercrest Wispykit /Wispyfreckle
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Always the peacekeeper, always the younger sibling, coddled and favored and handled too gently due to his . . . condition Moonkit
is selectively mute, after birth he refused to utter a single peep. Moonkit loves his family with her whole heart . . . but still, he barely ever
speaks to them only able to muster a whisper every so often. He prefers to sit in the shadows, remain silent, and observes things as a
wallflower, not wishing to be a burden.
To add to his need to be coddle or perhaps due to it he doesn't have very many friends he can gets along with most cats just fine enough, but
that's only on the outside but on the inside, can get really annoyed with cats who are overly confident, brag, or cats he deems to be stupid, but
he'd rather sit in anger than trouble others with any of his silly feelings however even though he doesn't speak of his distaste he never forgets
nor dose he ever attempt to forget.
Appearance Fur Length- Long and hanging like a clump of moss Fur Texture- Soft, fluffy, but also heavy Primary Color(s)- deep brown (partially Umber)
Patterning and/or Markings- His limbs and face are mostly patterned spotted tabby stripes, while his entire torso area is dirty off-white color Build- scrawny and narrow underneath the valley of fur Height- oddly tall Eye Description- Narrow and bright with dark fur lining the top as if the cat-creating gods wanted to give him eyeliner Other- Usually smiling or frowning with no in between
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~the moon will sing~
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Last edited by Hound; June 24th, 2024 at 10:27 PM.
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