Post by Myst on Oct 15, 2017 21:10:47 GMT -5
Briarcurl ✿ Tom ✿ 27 moons
❀ Flowering Maple & Red
The tom is lithe, and generally small framed, though quite fast when it comes down to it. He's a cream-type white with lightish-brown patches on his left hip to the base of his tail and part of his flank, the back of his neck and right shoulder, a stocking on his on his left front leg, a little less than half his tail, and a smaller patch on the right side/center of his face. All of the brown patches contain darker brown tabby markings, and the toes on his hind paws are the same darker brown. With large, round brown eyes, the warrior is rather observant. Most of the time, Briarcurl is always active, trying to do his best. Due to his slightly smaller size, the tom feels the need to prove something to everyone else, despite the fact that he doesn't have to. He's often on the oblivious side because he gets so caught up in what he's doing. So for all he knows, somebody could be talking to him and she wouldn't even know it. When he does notice, he's nice and extremely friendly. Due to his figure, Briarcurl makes for a decent hunter. The warrior had been left to his own devices not long after his eyes were open and he could walk properly. He doesn't remember much about his siblings or parents, but ever since he'd been taken in, he treasures each member of the clan with everything he has and then some.
Aloeshell ✿ She-cat ✿ 36 moons
❀ Bird of Paradise & White
Her fur is of average length for a short-haired cat, and is naturally soft. Her left ear is covered in orange, and the right covered in black. Both of these colors mesh on the back of her head, but don’t go past her neck. The rest of her face is untouched and left white, save for her pink nose that has black spots. This she-cat sports two bright, hazel eyes, close to the color of the orange splashes on her pelt. Down her back, by her shoulders, there is a medium size onyx blob that covers the tips of both shoulder blades, followed by a much smaller orange blob, which is once trailed after a much large black spot that extends over her left flank and not the right. Her tail, that of which contains only a couple vertebrae, making it a bobtail, seems to be ‘stripped’ in a way. It starts orange, followed by a black strip of fur, then orange then black. This coloring doesn’t extend anywhere where else- just remains on her tail. The rest of her body is snow white. Aloeshell something of a social cat. Or, she wants to be, that is. She has trouble expressing herself to others, and can often fumble over her words as she tries to figure out how to say something. Other than this, she’s rather cheerful, and caring towards others. She likes to be helpful if and when she can, and does as she told. Though, it is often found that she can easily overthink and confuse herself, which then requires another explanation of what she’s doing. She’s the type that once she starts doing something, she won’t stop until its done or until she is instructed otherwise. Aloeshell was clan-born, however does not have any siblings due to being the only kit her mother had before she passed.
Burrstrike ✿ Tom ✿ - 18 moons
❀ Chenille & Brown
Burrstrike is a Sokoke cat, or to put simply, a blotched tabby. He has a long, thin body and long legs to match. His hind legs are longer than his front legs, much like a wildcat. The tom has a tip-toe gait due to the fact that he has longer legs, as well as slightly straighter hind knees. He has a triangular head with round, light grey eyes and medium sized ears that stand upright. His muzzle is proportional to the rest of his head in length, but is flat in the front. As for his tail, it’s long and slender. Burrstrike is rather a pleasure to have around. He’s intelligent and curious, having to be repeatedly told not to do things simply out of curiosity. And while he’s smart enough to know not to do these things, it doesn’t mean he won’t try now and then. The tom is rather enjoys peace, though is also fun oriented and active almost all the time. He does have his lazy days, though. He’s highly aware of ranks - especially his own - and does his best not to step out of line. He enjoys talking to others, and easily forms bonds - rather strong ones - with others and likes to consider everybody his friend. The Sokoke had originally been a regular at the resort, however after being left behind by his twolegs shortly after a bad storm and delayed flights, he'd been left to his own devices. Around 13 moons, he came upon the clan and practically begged to stay, promising to do whatever it took to remain on the island with them. The tom doesn't regret being left, rather he's happy that he was, as he was gifted with a new family.
Cloverfang ✿ She-cat ✿ - 24
❀ Heliconia & Pink
A long body supported by slim legs and oval shaped paws, Cloverfang isn't really much taller than an average size cat. With a triangular head and long face, her large ears stand just about perpendicular to her head. She's cream colored with black seal-point markings. With her nose black, it's a slow fade through the rest of her face to her main color, however from the base of her ears to the tips fades to black once more. Her legs are fade-in black stockings with a tail to match, and her back is a slightly darker cream compared to her underbelly. The feline's light, blue almond shaped eyes stand out well against the dark color of her face, making them rather hard to miss. Naturally, the she-cat is confident in herself, and in the fact that she can do anything she sets her mind too. Normally, she's pretty sensible, but would walk to the ends of the earth for anybody that was near and dear to her heart. To go along with all this, the she-cat is reliable by nature. Cloverfang is also friendly, though doesn't speak much unless spoken to. She's all about making others happy despite how it effects her in the end. It's rather hard to get on her bad side, as it might as well be nonexistent. Having lost both her parents, Cloverfang treasured her three younger siblings from the litter after hers greatly. Sadly, the three were lost to a feral dog as apprentices. She did everything she could to appear unbothered by the situation, but eventually did breakdown. The warrior still sends her thoughts to them, however doesn't appear to be affected by it emotional any longer.
❀ Flowering Maple & Red
The tom is lithe, and generally small framed, though quite fast when it comes down to it. He's a cream-type white with lightish-brown patches on his left hip to the base of his tail and part of his flank, the back of his neck and right shoulder, a stocking on his on his left front leg, a little less than half his tail, and a smaller patch on the right side/center of his face. All of the brown patches contain darker brown tabby markings, and the toes on his hind paws are the same darker brown. With large, round brown eyes, the warrior is rather observant. Most of the time, Briarcurl is always active, trying to do his best. Due to his slightly smaller size, the tom feels the need to prove something to everyone else, despite the fact that he doesn't have to. He's often on the oblivious side because he gets so caught up in what he's doing. So for all he knows, somebody could be talking to him and she wouldn't even know it. When he does notice, he's nice and extremely friendly. Due to his figure, Briarcurl makes for a decent hunter. The warrior had been left to his own devices not long after his eyes were open and he could walk properly. He doesn't remember much about his siblings or parents, but ever since he'd been taken in, he treasures each member of the clan with everything he has and then some.
Aloeshell ✿ She-cat ✿ 36 moons
❀ Bird of Paradise & White
Her fur is of average length for a short-haired cat, and is naturally soft. Her left ear is covered in orange, and the right covered in black. Both of these colors mesh on the back of her head, but don’t go past her neck. The rest of her face is untouched and left white, save for her pink nose that has black spots. This she-cat sports two bright, hazel eyes, close to the color of the orange splashes on her pelt. Down her back, by her shoulders, there is a medium size onyx blob that covers the tips of both shoulder blades, followed by a much smaller orange blob, which is once trailed after a much large black spot that extends over her left flank and not the right. Her tail, that of which contains only a couple vertebrae, making it a bobtail, seems to be ‘stripped’ in a way. It starts orange, followed by a black strip of fur, then orange then black. This coloring doesn’t extend anywhere where else- just remains on her tail. The rest of her body is snow white. Aloeshell something of a social cat. Or, she wants to be, that is. She has trouble expressing herself to others, and can often fumble over her words as she tries to figure out how to say something. Other than this, she’s rather cheerful, and caring towards others. She likes to be helpful if and when she can, and does as she told. Though, it is often found that she can easily overthink and confuse herself, which then requires another explanation of what she’s doing. She’s the type that once she starts doing something, she won’t stop until its done or until she is instructed otherwise. Aloeshell was clan-born, however does not have any siblings due to being the only kit her mother had before she passed.
Burrstrike ✿ Tom ✿ - 18 moons
❀ Chenille & Brown
Burrstrike is a Sokoke cat, or to put simply, a blotched tabby. He has a long, thin body and long legs to match. His hind legs are longer than his front legs, much like a wildcat. The tom has a tip-toe gait due to the fact that he has longer legs, as well as slightly straighter hind knees. He has a triangular head with round, light grey eyes and medium sized ears that stand upright. His muzzle is proportional to the rest of his head in length, but is flat in the front. As for his tail, it’s long and slender. Burrstrike is rather a pleasure to have around. He’s intelligent and curious, having to be repeatedly told not to do things simply out of curiosity. And while he’s smart enough to know not to do these things, it doesn’t mean he won’t try now and then. The tom is rather enjoys peace, though is also fun oriented and active almost all the time. He does have his lazy days, though. He’s highly aware of ranks - especially his own - and does his best not to step out of line. He enjoys talking to others, and easily forms bonds - rather strong ones - with others and likes to consider everybody his friend. The Sokoke had originally been a regular at the resort, however after being left behind by his twolegs shortly after a bad storm and delayed flights, he'd been left to his own devices. Around 13 moons, he came upon the clan and practically begged to stay, promising to do whatever it took to remain on the island with them. The tom doesn't regret being left, rather he's happy that he was, as he was gifted with a new family.
Cloverfang ✿ She-cat ✿ - 24
❀ Heliconia & Pink
A long body supported by slim legs and oval shaped paws, Cloverfang isn't really much taller than an average size cat. With a triangular head and long face, her large ears stand just about perpendicular to her head. She's cream colored with black seal-point markings. With her nose black, it's a slow fade through the rest of her face to her main color, however from the base of her ears to the tips fades to black once more. Her legs are fade-in black stockings with a tail to match, and her back is a slightly darker cream compared to her underbelly. The feline's light, blue almond shaped eyes stand out well against the dark color of her face, making them rather hard to miss. Naturally, the she-cat is confident in herself, and in the fact that she can do anything she sets her mind too. Normally, she's pretty sensible, but would walk to the ends of the earth for anybody that was near and dear to her heart. To go along with all this, the she-cat is reliable by nature. Cloverfang is also friendly, though doesn't speak much unless spoken to. She's all about making others happy despite how it effects her in the end. It's rather hard to get on her bad side, as it might as well be nonexistent. Having lost both her parents, Cloverfang treasured her three younger siblings from the litter after hers greatly. Sadly, the three were lost to a feral dog as apprentices. She did everything she could to appear unbothered by the situation, but eventually did breakdown. The warrior still sends her thoughts to them, however doesn't appear to be affected by it emotional any longer.