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Description

General
Name:
Stormkit

Name Meaning:
Grey fur and found during a storm.

- Prefix:

Storm

- Suffix:

kit

Former Names:
None

Nicknames:
Tiny Ears and Scratch

Age:
3 Moons

Age At Joining:
3 Moons

Sex:
Male

Gender:
Male

Pronouns:
He/Him

Rank:
Kit

Former Ranks:
N/A

Mentor:
N/A

Apprentice:
N/A

Scent:
Mossy Rain

Voice:
Sweet, high-pitched, nasally
- Accent:

Appearance
Physical Description:

Storm is a stalky short kit with messed up ears and a large scar going along the shoulder. His fur a prickly on the short parts and a soft wiery texture on the longer parts. Storm's eyes are a large round shape and a Saffire color. His

Breed:
Mix- Ragdoll, Birman, & Asian Semi-longhair

Size:

- Height:

3 Inch

- Weight:

3 lbs

Build:
Stalky and short

Fur Length:
Long around the neck, slowly getting longer of the tail, but short everywhere else.

Fur Texture:

His fur a prickly on the short parts and a soft wiery texture on the longer parts.

Scars:
Two torn ears and a large scar on the left shoulder.

Accessories:
None

Disabilities:
None

Personality
Positive Trait - Sweet, Storm is a rather kind kit despite his ragged look to it.

Positive Trait - Out Going, Storm doesn't really ever get huffy about this besides his non-stop bad dreams. He just, doesn't like the drama.

Neutral Trait - Mature, Storm is mature for his age, he likes hanging out with the older cats because they seem to connect with him more... he is making an active effort to get along with his age range of cats as well.

Neutral Trait - Outspoken, Storm isn't afraid to speak to his clan mates or to speak up.

Negative Trait - Blunt, he doesn't really hold back- he doesn't know how but he tries.

Negative Trait - Fearless, though sometimes seen as a good thing, Storm isn't afraid of harm if it means someone else is saved.

Likes:
Ambience sounds, Sharing tongues, Long patrols, Cat watching...

Dislikes:
Dry ground, Heat, Dead plants, Turtles, Foxes...

Favorites:
Large leaves, Swamp Lands, Reeds...

Hates:
Flies, Bees, Cramped spaces...

Fears:
Cramped spaces, canines, large birds(crows)...

Quirks:

Family
Mother:
TBA

Father:

TBA

Uncles:
TBA

Aunts:
TBA

Cousins:
TBA

Siblings:
TBA

Half-Siblings:
TBA

Nephews:
TBA

Nieces:
TBA

Other:

Romantics
Status:
Single NOT ready to mingle

Activity:
Baby

Sexual Orientation:
XXX

Romantic Orientation:
XXX

Current Attractions:
XXX

Former Attractions:
XXX

Current Mate:
XXX

Former Mates:
XXX

Soulflare:
XXX

Looking For:

| | Too Young

| | Not Interested

| | Fling

| | One-Night Stand

| | Strictly Sexual

| | Crush

| | Taken

Likes:

Dislikes:

History
Kithood:

Stormkit was found in a mucky washed-up ditch during a storm. He'd dug out trying to escape the larger predators in the process getting pretty banged up. He was beaten and scared, clutching his leg to his body and swiping as the cats tried to help him. With all his slashing and wild nature, it took a while to convince them to return to camp. Once in the safety of a den he mellowed out and has been that way since... but, he doesn't seem to grasp how to be a kit. That and every night he wakes startled, having to calm himself before curling up again and going to bed once more.

Apprenticeship:

XXX

Warriorhood:
XXX

Description

General
Name:
Stormkit

Name Meaning:
Grey fur and found during a storm.

- Prefix:

Storm

- Suffix:

kit

Former Names:
None

Nicknames:
Tiny Ears and Scratch

Age:
3 Moons

Age At Joining:
3 Moons

Sex:
Male

Gender:
Male

Pronouns:
He/Him

Rank:
Kit

Former Ranks:
N/A

Mentor:
N/A

Apprentice:
N/A

Scent:
Mossy Rain

Voice:
Sweet, high-pitched, nasally
- Accent:

Appearance
Physical Description:

Storm is a stalky short kit with messed up ears and a large scar going along the shoulder. His fur a prickly on the short parts and a soft wiery texture on the longer parts. Storm's eyes are a large round shape and a Saffire color. His

Breed:
Mix- Ragdoll, Birman, & Asian Semi-longhair

Size:

- Height:

3 Inch

- Weight:

3 lbs

Build:
Stalky and short

Fur Length:
Long around the neck, slowly getting longer of the tail, but short everywhere else.

Fur Texture:

His fur a prickly on the short parts and a soft wiery texture on the longer parts.

Scars:
Two torn ears and a large scar on the left shoulder.

Accessories:
None

Disabilities:
None

Personality
Positive Trait - Sweet, Storm is a rather kind kit despite his ragged look to it.

Positive Trait - Out Going, Storm doesn't really ever get huffy about this besides his non-stop bad dreams. He just, doesn't like the drama.

Neutral Trait - Mature, Storm is mature for his age, he likes hanging out with the older cats because they seem to connect with him more... he is making an active effort to get along with his age range of cats as well.

Neutral Trait - Outspoken, Storm isn't afraid to speak to his clan mates or to speak up.

Negative Trait - Blunt, he doesn't really hold back- he doesn't know how but he tries.

Negative Trait - Fearless, though sometimes seen as a good thing, Storm isn't afraid of harm if it means someone else is saved.

Likes:
Ambience sounds, Sharing tongues, Long patrols, Cat watching...

Dislikes:
Dry ground, Heat, Dead plants, Turtles, Foxes...

Favorites:
Large leaves, Swamp Lands, Reeds...

Hates:
Flies, Bees, Cramped spaces...

Fears:
Cramped spaces, canines, large birds(crows)...

Quirks:

Family
Mother:
TBA

Father:

TBA

Uncles:
TBA

Aunts:
TBA

Cousins:
TBA

Siblings:
TBA

Half-Siblings:
TBA

Nephews:
TBA

Nieces:
TBA

Other:

Romantics
Status:
Single NOT ready to mingle

Activity:
Baby

Sexual Orientation:
XXX

Romantic Orientation:
XXX

Current Attractions:
XXX

Former Attractions:
XXX

Current Mate:
XXX

Former Mates:
XXX

Soulflare:
XXX

Looking For:

| | Too Young

| | Not Interested

| | Fling

| | One-Night Stand

| | Strictly Sexual

| | Crush

| | Taken

Likes:

Dislikes:

History
Kithood:

Stormkit was found in a mucky washed-up ditch during a storm. He'd dug out trying to escape the larger predators in the process getting pretty banged up. He was beaten and scared, clutching his leg to his body and swiping as the cats tried to help him. With all his slashing and wild nature, it took a while to convince them to return to camp. Once in the safety of a den he mellowed out and has been that way since... but, he doesn't seem to grasp how to be a kit. That and every night he wakes startled, having to calm himself before curling up again and going to bed once more.

Apprenticeship:

XXX

Warriorhood:
XXX