k l a v i e r

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. name/aliases: klav
. gender: male
. sex:: male
. age: 3y 1m
. breed: mixed, mostly siamese/snowshoe
. orientation: bisexual, biromantic
. height & weight : 1.1ft (13.2in), 9lbs
. personality: territorial, opportunistic, observant, distant.
. appearance: leggy, thin, strong. dark brown points w/ albinoid eyes.
. past: he never really had a family. since kithood, he had been tagging around with different groups of cats, but never stuck around for too long. he felt more at ease by himself in silence, studying the night sky, studying the gentle flora and fauna, studying, studying, studying. this doesn't mean he never wanted to have friends, though. he often finds himself still longing for companions, but will never outwardly admit that, especially when someone he doesn't know comes onto his turf.

v e r d a m m t

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. name/aliases: ver, verdam
. gender: male
. sex: male
. age: 1y 11m
. breed: unknown, mixed
. orientation: bisexual, aromantic?
. height & weight: 9in, 7lbs
. personality: cryptic, submissive, superstitious, obsessive behaviors.
. appearance: compact.
. past: ver, unlike many, had come from a gentle upbringing. his mother and two elder siblings did not use or mistreat him, but he came to the conclusion that they were. every opportunity his brain got, it would twist situations into horrible abuses. he was completely deluded. at his "breaking point", the day he turned eight months old, he ran as far away as he could from home, vowing never to come back, to never give into the awful things he perceived were happening. he believes his names, meaning "perishing"/"damned" is connected to the events.

h o l l i s t e r

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. name/aliases: hol, holi
. gender: [trans] male
. sex: female
. age: 2y 2m
. breed: aegean
. orientation: pansexual, aromantic
. height & weight: 10in, 7lbs
. personality: reckless, naturally dejected
. appearance: very thin
. past: comin soon. ;^)
. other: affinity for water, naturally good swimmer/fisher [bc of breed]

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|| Quill ||
General Info
Name:
Quill

Age:
4 years

More in Depth
Personality:
Quill is rather quiet, she doesn't like to speak with strangers and tends to shy away from many cats, she likes to be high up for her own saftey

Crush:
None as of now

Mate:
None

Kits:
None

On the Outside:
Body Structure:
Quill isn't the largest of cats, but she is quick and has a lot of fur

Pelt color:
Brown, White and brown

Eye color:
Green

Markings:
She has tiger-like markings all over her and her chin and chest are white

Special Features:

Extras:

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|| Flick||
General Info
Name:
Flick

Age:
1 year

More in Depth
Personality:
Flick is a rather hyper cat, he has issues with personal space and tries to be friends with everyone

Crush:
None as of now

Mate:
None

Kits:
None

On the Outside:
Body Structure:
Flick is thin, he's not very good at hunting, he's small for a male cat

Pelt color:
Mainly white, One Black ear one Orange ear, black and orange tail

Eye color:
Blue

Markings:
He's mainly white, his right ear is black and his left ear is orange with a bit of black, his small tail is orange with patches of black

Special Features:
Bob tail
Extras:

Wanheda

Gender

She-Cat

Age

2 years, 9 months

Breed

Turkish Angora

Orientation

Heterosexual+Heteroromantic

Personality

Mysterious and cynical, Wanheda is a difficult feline, to say the least. She is an energetic soul who can't seem to stay for long in a single place. Because of her Turkish Angora breed, she is clever and strong-willed. She has a poor sense of loyalty and will leave behind any companions without remorse. Her rogue instincts indicate her to not share easily, and once she sets her mind on something, she will do anything to achieve it, making her -Besides selfish- stubborn, no matter the logic thrown at her. It is surely a pride thing. 

To avoid serious discussions, she tends to flirt and joke with most everyone, and has a hard time taking anyone's feelings besides her own into consideration. She will attempt to provoke reactions out of those she comes into contact with, pushing their buttons. If, otherwise, these interactions result in a fight, Wanheda is indeed a fierce she-cat, able to defend herself with claws unsheathed, or a smooth-tongue.

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Hades
Wanheda's brother is the only individual the she-cat currently trusts, blessed with her sincere loyalty and care, something that others can hardly get. Hades is her companion, her self-proclaimed bodyguard; The Tom apparently refuses to believe she is able to protect herself, although she has perfectly during his past absence. He rarely joins her in her constant mischiefs, but usually helps to get her out of any possible problems that her curious and cynical personality can create, thing that somehow annoys her. Despite how spoiled Wanheda can be in her brother's presence, she certainly knows how to show her loving side. In her own, rare way.

Crush/Mate

None at the moment.

Brief History

In a matter of seconds after her birth, the entire family was convinced that Wanheda had been the runt of the litter. Weak, small, and innocent of the hatred and rancor that grew strong among her father and brother, Hades. With only 6 months old, she had become an orphan and was cared by her brother for several weeks, until misfortune decided to separate them with danger and desperation.

A mother bear had forced Hades to hide the impotent pup before he attempted to dismiss the larger creature, succesfully leading her away. Wanheda, despite the fright that her trembling body visibly showed, knew how to abide and stay where her brother had left her. Her safety didn't lasted for long though, as the bear's cubs had found her and, being bigger in both age and size, decided to follow their mother's aggressive example. Her instincts, and the snappings hot on her tail, guided her to a river, luckily with a rocky and not-deep ground in which she crossed with little difficulties. The bear cubs got bored of their bravery not long after, and were too tired as to continue. For when Heda stopped as well, too late she realized that all she had managed to do was to merge further into the forest, attempting to find her way back to Hades.

Only days had passed by before she was found by a lone male, hidding under the shadow of a fallen tree. He took care of her the best way he could, though her luck seemed to decrease as she aged; The tom used Wanheda to do the job that he was supposed to do himself as an adult, such as hunting for both and fending from possible menaces. She was forced to grow up earlier, learning the tricks of survival near her first year of age and in part, given the traumatic childhood that her past holds. She maintained her patience for a few more months, until desperation said that it was time to leave everything behind, including such a bad company as the male was.

After a few months of mutual search and tracking, their efforts finally flourished and the siblings were reunited despite all the difficulties and the extense land of the island, back with a powerful bond that not even Heda's mischiefs or Hades' scolds can break.

Other

Wanheda' Voice - Portrayed by Rebekah, the blonde girl.

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||Poppy||

gender
Female

age
3 Years and 5 Months

breed
Maine Coon

orientation
Heterosexual

height & weight
14 Inches (Height) & 11 Pounds (Weight)

relationships
. Swifty - Father - Deceased
. Celitc - Mother - Deceased

personality
Poppy possesses both kindness and mental fortitude, but there is a hint of distrust in all of her actions towards other people. She has been scorned in the past, and her history is not something she will easily ignore when dealing with the present. She comes off at first as serious and defensive. As one get's to know her, she can be a lot warmer, wise, and the kind of person you might confide in. She enjoys being able to help others and takes great comfort in the idea that another human would come to her in confidence. The trust that another has in her goes great lengths towards the trust she has in another person. She is a loyal friend, until scorned, and is slowly learning that she should not trust anybody at all. This aspect of her personality is greatly up to change, depending on her future.

Poppy finds comfort in cultural norms and tradition, and values stability - she wants a mate, she wants kits, and has always had the idea in her mind that one day she will fulfill these things for herself. As a younger female she would be called a romantic, although as it stands, she is now more apprehensive of love and its intricacies; although she does still want it. She likes the idea that everything has its place, and she fits into the world in a certain way, although, lately, this idea has been shattered. This is not to say that she is simple minded, only that she does not desire extraordinary things; she would not seek out special treatment or vie for high authority over others. She wants a place, and to keep that place, and that is all. Although she is unaware of it herself, she is often afraid to try new things, for fear of failing or wasting time, and even fear of succeeding and standing out.

She is very observant, and often aware of other's needs. Poppy has great attention to detail but often bottles up her own emotions inside. She will stew on something until it is a concrete thought, and once a negative seed is planted in her mind it is difficult to uproot. She often finds it difficult to express her own feelings without fear or anger. She is introspective, and it often does not occur to her to speak her concerns aloud.

Poppy can be rather irrational, especially under great stress. She will make harsh decisions which might be selfish or uncaring, especially when the question is of her own survival. In such instances, she will favor her own judgments to a degree which she is unable to see how it might affect others, but she is also susceptible to the sway of the crowd.

past
Poppy, like most cats, was born as a stray, but, because she lived in a peaceful neighbor hood with kind elderly people, her family would be fed and treated if injured. One day while out with her parents, they had decided to go through the dog park, which turned out to be a bad idea when some dogs that were off the leash had caught a whiff of the cat's and began to chase after them and let's just say... Poppy's parents were a bit unfortunate. Now alone, Poppy has been guiding herself through this tough world, and sometimes she wishes that her parent's were with her today.
(This was a bad example, so if you want me to make another I wouldn't mind!)

other

Hades

"You know my name, not my story. You know what I've done, not what I've been through. If you were in my shoes, you'd fall with the first step."

GENDER
Male

AGE
3 years, 11 months

BREED
Maine Coon

SEXUALITY
Heterosexual + Heteroromantic

PERSONALITY
Living a life tainted by loss, Hades is very aggressive, an intimidating and impressive fighter, with a personality alike to that of an army general. Tough and merciless, he's not one to show any sign of mercy or submissiveness. If he has a legitimate reason, this fearless brute will take on any opponent and will rush into a fight, though his strength and size is very helpful. Lacking fear overall, there is but one thing he does fear; losing someone he loves. Whether it be romantic, friend-wise, or family-wise, this tom fears he'll lose whoever he cares for. Therefore, he's incredibly protective and would do anything for a loved one. Given his slightly short temper, Hades is a very quick-to-fight brute and, due to his large size and strength, he can almost always cause damage on another if he attacks. He's very aggressive and is very likely to attack if he has a reason, quick to jump with claws out and teeth bared if he or someone he cares for is injured, insulted, threatened, or hurt at all, often causing damage on his opponent. Hence the name Hades. Despite all this, he's an extremely loyal individual and, once he's committed to someone or something (a pack, or loved one), nothing can keep him from remaining loyal and devoted to them.

Hades is also very un-trusting and reserved, and it takes a long time and a lot of effort for someone to enter this male's heart. Although this is true, if someone does manage to break through the stone surrounding his cold heart, Hades is one of the most passionate and devoted males out there, able to hold those dear to him very close. And even though his rather reserved and cold personality can push away the females, he can be quite charming if he so wishes, and if he does ever find a mate, he'd be interested in having kits.

APPEARANCE
A fearsome - yet attractive - male with an brown top coat and a lighter brown, some part white, underfur and dark brown (almost black) stripes. Along with this, the fearsome brute has terrifying and intimidating yellow eyes that can intensely stare at one as if he is staring into one's soul. Standing at a fearsome 18 inches (at the shoulder) and weighing at a startling 23 pounds (a lot of it muscle), Hades is certainly larger than most cats, and is typically a beast of a male, with an immense amount of strength, like his father before him. He has rippling muscles like stone to the touch, earned from violent and rather aggressive training (from his father+by himself), and the large quantity of fights he has fought in his lifetime. Due to his size and intimidating figure, Hades is a feline known to strike fear into others, having a fearsome appearance. In addition to his other fierce qualities, this large male has elongated, razor sharp canine teeth, much resembling just smaller versions of the extinct Sabertooth cats that used to roam the lands. This broad-shouldered male has a few scars on his body from the many battles he has fought, including one down across his eye from his mortal enemy [OPEN], a long one down/across the left side of his neck, three faint claw marks on his left back leg, and a small, barely noticeable one across his dorsal bridge (nose). Hades also has other various scars on his pelt, but none as significant as the ones mentioned before. Despite all the scars Hades wears, the brute is still an attractive tom, though he does appear as a fearsome and intimidating brute- his name, tiger-like fur, scars, piercing eyes, knife sharp teeth, and his massive, muscular body all making this so.

PAST
In the midst of a dark forest, a rogue watched as his mate gave birth to three kittens: Hades, Ajax, and Vivian. The first born, Hades, was the strongest of the litter and would grow up to be a very powerful and fearsome brute. As expected for a group of rogue wolves, the family grew up harsh. Not that much food or water. Not to mention, an abusive father, Claw, who beat them as a way to deal with his anger at their situation. Their mother, Petal, although she would cry when they were beat, was helpless against the bastard she was forced to called her mate. Too weak to take the beatings, Ajax, the runt, soon died- the starvation, dehydration, and beatings too much for his already frail body.. Hades himself was the strongest of the two and even defended himself against his father. Although the abuse was wrong and cruel, it made Hades stronger in the end.

About a week after Hades and Vivian turned a year old, his mother gave birth to another litter, yet there were only two kits in this one, a male and a female. The first born of the two was Wanheda and the male was Ghost. With Hades being a little more than a year old, Petal planned on running with the kits, knowing the older brother and Vivian would be able to help. And it almost worked. They waited till Claw was gone hunting before they left. But he came back early. Furious that his mate and kits even thought of leaving him, the scary male attacked Ghost and killed him before attacking Vivian and violently leaving her mangled body on the ground before he attacked Petal, who tried her best to defend Wanheda. But she wasn't strong enough and was killed by a swipe to the throat. Looking down at his mother's body in sadness and anger, Hades looked up at his father, hatred shining in his fiery eyes. He attacked his father and the two battled for a long, long time but Hades, fueled by rage and loss, soon defeated the male. From that day on he wasn't the same outgoing, fun male. He had a certain darkness in him, something that pushed most away.

Then Hades grabbed Wanheda by the scruff and ran. A month after the male turned two, the two were attacked by a bear, guarding his home apparently. During the attack, Hades had grabbed Wanheda and hidden her in a bush before running as fast as he could, the will to keep the bear from his sister fueling him. He lead the bear away from his sister, but the two were never reunited. Having lost the bear, he went back to the bush and found his sister nowhere to be found. He followed the trail but never found her. After months of roaming, though, he soon found his sister and the two now travel together, and he vowed never to leave her again, so he's wary to even take his eyes off of her, fearing he'd lose his baby sister once more.

FAMILY
Claw [Father - Hate] [Deceased; killed by Hades]
"I hope you rot in hell, you bastard!"

Petal [Mother - Love / Grief] [Deceased; killed by Claw]
"Oh, mother. I am so sorry I couldn't save you."

Ajax [Brother - Love / Grief] [Deceased; runt]

Ghost & Vivian [Brother & Sister - Love / Grief] [Deceased; killed by Claw]
"My little siblings..."

Wanheda [Sister - Love] [Alive] [OPEN]
"I'm sorry. I will never leave you again."

RELATIONSHIPS / VIEWS
Wanheda
Hades is extremely protective of his sister. Any cat so much as looks at her in a negative way, he is quick to defend her, whether it be with words or claws. He regrets leaving her before and won't even take his eyes off of her now, always wanting to be with her - just in case. If any male comes along that Heda maybe fancies, he's quick to keep that male from her, being over-protective. Ever since his father, he trusts no males near her and is overall more hostile towards males then females, especially concerning his sister.

TBU

OTHER
Hi! ^^

. name/aliases:
Ben.

. gender:
Tom.

. sex:
Male.

. age:
5 years old.

. breed:
Manx [50%] x Turkish Van [50%].

. orientation:
Pansexual + Panromantic.

. height & weight:
11 inches.
20 pounds.

. relationships:
Iris {Adopted Sister}.

. personality:
While at times rather sharp of tongue, Ben appears to be a fairly patient tom. Even when he's insulting some cat or disagreeing with an argument he generally speaks in a calm manner with an even tone. Regardless of his somewhat stoic, gruff personality he is usually willing to see a situation from another cat's point of view and try to find a solution that will appease everyone involved. Resolute and opinionated, he's never afraid to speak his mind.

. appearance:
A stocky, muscular tom with a thick dark brown coat and mackerel tabby stripes. The fur around his face turns to more of a grayish color while it darkens to black around the paws and legs. He lacks a tail and his ears are subtly tufted. Ben has no evident undercoat and his pelt is highly water repellent despite it's length. He has a strong, broad shouldered build, large paws, and round golden eyes.

. (short) past:
Ben was adopted into his family simply to serve as a companion animal and pet compared to his purebred sister Iris. He was compliant to his owner's wishes, quiet, but mannerly. Things changed after a fire destroyed their den, Ben and Iris escaping through an open window. They became lost in the neighborhood and never found their human again. Life on the streets was harsh on the former pets, but both learned to adjust. Ben's even temper and ability to smooth over potentially dangerous situations earned him a name for himself, as he often went out of his way to help others in need. Eventually he and Iris found themselves on the island.

. other:
Nothing more to add at the moment.

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. name/aliases:
Iris.

. gender:
She-cat.

. sex:
Female.

. age:
3 years old.

. breed:
Cornish Rex.

. orientation:
Heterosexual + Heteroromantic.

. height & weight:
12 inches.
10 pounds.

. relationships:
Ben {Adopted Brother}.

. personality:
Iris is perhaps the opposite of her breed's typical temperament. While retaining the Cornish Rex's quick wit and intelligence she tends to leave others feeling a bit cold. Her demeanor is icy and abrasive with a sharp tongue and even sharper claws. She doesn't share her adopted brother's patience and though Iris likes to think herself in complete control of her emotions the reality is she has a rather fiery temper. Iris has very few friends as a result and even those she holds close find her fairly aloof, even if less sarcastic.

. appearance:
A somewhat odd looking cat to say the least. Some of Iris' most noticeable features are her curved profile, huge ears, arched back, egg shaped head and curly whiskers. Her build is lithe and graceful, but trying to lift this she-cat would prove her surprisingly heavy. Dense bones and wiry muscle make her much stronger than one might initially expect. She doesn't have fur so much as down, lacking the outer coat most felines are born with. Instead a thin layer of velvety curls fall in waves across her back and down her sides. The hairs on her face, throat, chest, underbelly, tail, legs and paws are straight and short in comparison, just barely concealing skin. Her eyes are large, round and a light shade of golden. She has a blue and cream tortoiseshell pelt with white underfur.

. (short) past:
Her early years were spent living in luxury. First in her birth home and then with her more permanent owner. A prize-winning show cat, the only thing she lacked was the ability to produce healthy kits. Eventually her human stopped trying, and despite her disappointment at never having the chance to be a mother, life moved on. Until the fire. Iris proved more keen on finding her way back home compared to Ben, but eventually she gave up on that hope as well. She followed her brother wherever he went, fearful of being left alone. Life on the streets wasn't pleasant for the two former pets and she toughened up considerably in order to survive.

. other:
Nothing more to add at the moment.



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. name/aliases (nicknames):
Torrent.

. gender:
She-cat.

. sex (optional):
Female.

. age:
3 years, 6 months old.

. breed:
Mixed - Domestic Shorthair.

. orientation (optional):
Homosexual/romantic.

. height (optional) & weight (optional):
12 inches.
13 pounds.

. relationships (optional):
TBD.

. personality:
Torrent is a friendly cat with an easygoing, amiable demeanor. Not much seems to get on this she-cat's nerves and she is increasingly patient. Quite gentle despite her somewhat menacing appearance, violence is a last resort for her as she prefers compromise over battle. However, she will defend other cats or herself with deadly force if there are no other options. The desire to protect and guard others has been hardwired into her brain since kithood. She feels almost empty without anyone to look after and desperately longs for companionship.

. appearance:
A tall, sturdy dark gray and white she-cat with a single clear oval shaped golden eye, pudgy cheeks and a short, dense coat. Torrent has long white whiskers, small ears and a round head with a well-muscled, heavy boned frame. Her muzzle is heavily scarred and the right eye was gouged out by a dog's tooth.

. (short) past/history:
Born into a feral colony where her purpose in life was to guard and protect. The life of a protector can be a rough one. She's been in her fair share of brawls and has the scars to prove it. Torrent lost her eye in a fight with dog that attacked the colony. The battle nearly ended with her death, but the colony healers were thankfully able to heal her. Her missing eye sadly was considered a weakness and she was chased from the colony despite her service, considered a weak link. Since being on her own she's adjusted to living with only eye and seems to fight and hunt just as well as ever.

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. name/aliases (nicknames):
Chigaru.

. gender:
Tom.

. sex (optional):
Male.

. age:
1 year, 8 months old.

. breed:
F1 Savannah Cat.

. orientation (optional):
Bisexual/romantic.

. height (optional) & weight (optional):
17 inches.
14 pounds.

. relationships (optional):
TBD.

. personality:
Chigaru is bit on the over enthusiastic and excitable side. His behavior can sometimes be considered dog-like, he enjoys playing fetch for example, which is perhaps what earned the cat his name. Despite being abandoned by the only family he ever knew he remains trusting and almost naive of nearly every cat he meets. His faith in and loyalty to others may be a bit misguided as he can be easily swayed by clever words and sad tales.

. appearance:
Chigaru is a tall, slim cat with large ears, a short tail and a darkly spotted golden coat. Distinctive black lines mark around golden eyes, resembling eye-liner. The tail is covered in dark, ringed stripes and ends with a black tip. Since he is the direct result of a housecat and Serval parent he retains a rather wild appearance. Lack of nourishment has left him thinner than usual.

. (short) past/history:
He was kept as a pet until he was around a year old and his boisterous habits became too much for his owners to handle. Assuming Chigaru would follow his wild genes and be fine on his own, he was dumped in the nearest forest. Without any survival skills and no one to care for him the spotted tom often goes hungry.

. other (optional):
Chigaru is an Egyptian name meaning hound.

- name/aliases (nicknames): wilbur / odd wildbur

- gender: agender

- age: 4 yrs, 2 months

- breed: sphynx cat

- orientation (optional): biromantic asexual

- height & weight: 13 inches, 13 pounds

- relationships (optional): has seen klavier before as a tiny blob, probably thought it was nothing

- personality: wilbur has always been a part-time inside cat, coming inside once a week for catfood and a bath by the farmers. he's very territorial and more of a grumpy get-off-my lawn type. he talks in a raspy voice, and creeps around like a reticulated python half-asleep

- appearance:

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wearing an ugly christmas sweater, has a large snaggletooth and missing toe

- (short) past: born in a litter of 3 inside of a barn, was one to hang out with the cows and horses, leading in toe loss due to the misstepping of the large animals

- other (optional): loves sweaters so much

Melody

:: Quote ::
"There's a fire burning in me
And they will see my strength in this love I found."

:: Gender ::
She-cat

:: Age ::
2 Years

:: Breed ::
Norwegian Forest Cat 60%
Egyptian Mau 40%

:: Orientation ::
Asexual | Demiromantic

:: Height/Length ::
18in {Shoulder}
2ft {Excluding tail}

:: Weight ::
12lbs

:: Relationships ::
| Sleet |
A strange she cat stray she met in between village houses. She doesn't quite know what to think of her yet, but with the she cats promise of food she hopes she will also allow Melody to stay with her on the mountain.

The Rest
TBD

:: Personality ::
Melody is a stubborn and persistent she cat, once she has her mind set on something it takes a lot to pull her away from whatever's caught her interests. She doesn't quite know when to stop and this can sometimes lead to getting herself hurt, or possibly worse. Being a house cat she was used to getting what she wanted so this drives her even closer towards never quitting till she achieves her goals. Though she is afraidy cat, and avoids confrontation for fear of death, she knows she must push forward to reach the mountain where she hopes to find Sleet. Although there is always that clawing in the back of her mind that the she cat might just be abandoning her like her previous owners have and part of the reason she fights so hard to get to the mountain is to prove herself wrong.

She makes sure to show kindness to strays and animals she meets along the way, hoping that they too haven't given up on the kindness in others, and wishes to give them hope for a better future. Though she hasn't told anyone of the mountain yet, in fear that Sleet would disapprove if she exposed her safe haven, and Sleet firmly reminded her she must journey alone. Though she wishes she could, as she is in desperate need of help reaching her destination, and if she is to disclose the location of plentiful food to any stray she might come across, she'll make sure they are someone she can trust. But this might be a difficult thing to achieve as she has incredible trust issues. Not all that surprising. And hasn't trusted another being in as along as she can remember.

:: Appearance ::
A large she cat with a matted grey pelt and sharp un clipped claws. Her tail drags a couple inches past her heels, and her ears usually kept flat against her skull. She has the size of the Norwegian yet the pattern of the Egyptian Mau against her back and head. Her snout is short and round, and sits perfectly symmetrical on her face with its puffy cheeks and long whiskers. Her eyes are probably the only thing that you could consider gorgeous of this she cat anymore, with their deep sapphire color, and large rims giving her a wide innocent gaze.

:: History ::
Living as a house cat was an easy and happy life for Melody, she had all she could ever want and was loved by her owners. At least that's what she thought to believe. Suddenly her owners moved from the village, and left her behind in the streets where she was forced to fend for herself. She refused to think they would do such a thing, so for three days and three nights she waited patiently for their return, only it never came. As hunger began to eat away at her, she went in search for food where she met another stray named Sleet, a strange looking stray as she was well fed and had clean fur apposed to Melody's matted pelt. The she cat had told her of a place where she could live freely on a mountain, and there where plenty a food for both of them, but Sleet informed Melody that she would only let her live with her on the mountain if the former house cat could make the journey alone as to prove her strength and loyalty.

:: Theme Song ::
NEEDTOBREATHE ~ Hard Love

:: Other ::

. name/aliases: Escarcha (Essa ; Carcha)

. gender: Female

. age: 4 years, 4 months

. breed: Ragdoll

. orientation: Bisexual

. personality: Essa is a kind cat that will never refuse anyone assistance, even if sthey have wronged her in the past. She makes friends easily, but has never found anyone she has actually loved

history: When she was a kitten, she was left on her own when her mother and father were killed by a fox. For a year or so of her life, she was taken in by humans, but grew bored of the easy life. She came to the cat island and has lived there ever since.

.Name: Mykie
. Gender: She Cat
. Sex: Female
. Age: Young Adult(2-4 years)
. Breed: British Shorthair- Rare pure white with icy blue eyes

. Height: 11 Inches
.Weight: 10 pounds
.Relationship:
I will update this as the roleplay goes on.
. Personality:
Mykie is quiet for the most part but she likes to have fun. She's fiercely loyal to the ones she trusts and is over all very caring. She's never the first one to raise her voice, but she will if need be. Mykie is very shy when you first meet her and she may even be a little reserved.
. Appearance: Mykie is on the smaller side of the scale. This may be due to her off genetics which resulted in her being the rare pure white color. Most cars of her breed are ash colored. Mykie is slender with slightly short legs and a fluffy tail. Her eyes are very round but are accented by her very dark tear ducts.
. Past/history: Mykie does not have a very pronounced past like most other cars. She was the only survivor of her litter and her mother died a few months after she was born. Weaned very early due to this her father searched for another she cat to care for her, he could not do it alone. Mykie was raised by an adoptive mother for the majority of her kitten life. Her father was always out looking for food or searching for a new safer home for them.
. Other: I don't own these images in any way! They were found on Google, and I am aware this cat is actually a boy but I was inspired by a few events to make him a girl instead XD.

Image sources: http://pleated-jeans.com
http://www.littlethings.com/coby-the-cat-vcom/ The images came from this Instagram https://www.instagram.com/cobythecat/?hl=en

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"Things change. And friends leave. Life doesn't stop for anybody."
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Name/aliases (nicknames): Sonne (kind/shy) &
Muune (Bold/strong)
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Gender: Female
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Age: 3 years
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Breed: Siamese
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Orientation (optional): Bisexual
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Relationships (optional): None
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Personality: Sonne is a shy and fearful cat. She almost never talks to anyone unless they have gained her trust. She also has dissociative identity disorder. One side of her is kind, shy and a sympathetic cat. On the flip side Muune can be a strong bold cat that can be overbearing at times and harsh to others who don't always see eye-to-eye with her. But both personalities have a strong sense of justice and protecting others as well as being loyal to any friends that she makes as well as a calm and sympathetic demeanor.
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(Short) past/history: Sonne/Muune was raised by her father after her mother died by a car. Her father fell into a depression after her death and Soone paid the price. Her father ignored and abused her and in order to live and she made a second identity to escape her fear of her father and be bold enough to be able to survive. After 2 years of living with his father, he died after accidentally eating poisons berries Muune fed him.
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Other (optional): Has Dissociative Identity Disorder

Source is me, I took this photo and this is my own furball

. name/aliases (nicknames): Romeo
. gender: Tomcat
. sex: Male
. age: 5 years
. breed: Siamese-Tabby Mix
. orientation: This cat is very certainly gay.
. height & weight: There aren't exact measurements, though he's large for a cat of his breed. He has a bulky, muscular build like a tabby, but as he was the runt of the litter, he grew up to be larger than average. He probably weighs about 15 pounds or so.
. relationships:
This will be updated as the Rp progresses.
. personality:
Romeo has an interesting temperament. He's not usually very kind to strangers, and he's generally hesitant to trust at first. He generally flees in a problematic spot rather than fighting though, mainly because he's just very shy. Strangers who wish to befriend him would need to approach carefully. It can be done, however, and once he's opened up to another cat, he's actually quite a fun character to be around. He's very loyal, and once his trust is earned, he'd be loyal forever, even at the cost of himself sometimes. He can be spunky occasionally, though he is prone to lethargy when bored. Despite his size and obvious capability, he's very submissive to avoid a fight, even with a cat half his size. That's not to say he won't fight when needed though. If defending another cat he cares about, he'd certainly use every trick in the book to keep them safe. He has a soft spot for kittens, and if he could he'd find any kitten that got left behind and raise them all as his own. With young cats he's got a very mothering side, despite being a tom.
. appearance: Image above. He's cross-eyed, which was a bit of a pain when he was a kitten, but he's since adjusted to the odd vision and does just fine. He also has a shorter tail than would be expected, rather than being almost the same length as his spine, it would stop at his shoulders if folded over his back.
. past/history:
Romeo was a housecat for the first year of his life after being taken in off the streets. He grew up playing with a family and loved them dearly, however they left for what seemed forever to Romeo (even though it was only a month, and he had a perfectly good petsitter.) After getting it in his mind that they weren't coming back, he got out of the house and ran off. This ended up being a slightly bad decision, as he quickly got lost. He ended up on a ferry to the island, where he has stayed ever since. He adjusted slowly at first, but he was at least able to find food as he'd been catching mice around his home since he was a kit. By the time he his two years old, he was able to fend for himself well enough to consider himself a lucky cat. He generally keeps to himself, living near the farms, as there are always a plethora of mice around trying to eat the seeds from the wheat. The farmers don't usually mess with him, since they benefit from him hunting there and they don't have to take care of him.
. other: N/A

Name: Mika

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Gender: Female

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Age: 2 years -old

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Orientation: Asexual / Homoromantic

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Personality: Mika's motto should be “So, whats in it for me?”
Sly, clever and outright fox-like. Mika is independent and suborn, once she has a plan it's almost impossible to change her mind because she's thought it all through (most of the time).

((Oh man, I'm sorry she seems to have the personality of an unsalted cracker, i'm really bad at describing personalities and emotions))

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Appearance: A large silvery blue she-cat whose ancestors could easily be assumed to be Maine coons or Norwegian forest cats,A round kitten like face surround by a thick winter mane with wide expressive fiery copper eyes with golden flecks. Around her muzzle her fur fades into a cream contrasting well with her dark whisker spots the same effect happens towards he belly (minus the whisker spots of course). Faint mackerel tabby markings can be noticed on her fur if a cat gets close enough to inspect her pelt. Her paws are large with a Maine coon's signature webbing between her toes, making it so she can walk closer to on top of snow than sinking into it.

((I used photo reference because i was unable to find the actual source of it, i hope this alright))

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Other: Extreme fear of drowning, snow and slow moving rivers are alright but strong currents, or deep bodies of water can make her freeze and totally blank out.

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I hope this is enough information! if you need anything else just let me know and I'll happily comply.