Post by Deleted on Mar 10, 2018 16:26:58 GMT
Personal Info
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Name: Mausbär Age: Twenty-Four
Gender: Male
Clan: Rogue
Rank: N/A
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Visual
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Mausbär is a long bodied tom with incredibly strong hind legs, good for kicking, swimming, and pouncing. He seems to have a thin build, but under the fluffed thin fur is muscle and well developed body due to the life of a rogue. So, in short, he's not a frail kitten anymore.
Breed: Silver Somali.
Summary Description: Mausbär is a shorthair silver somali with hazel colored eyes.
Imagery;
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Life
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Personality;
Positives of a Rogue... Hmm,
+Fearless, He will climb the biggest tree in the world and leap from branch to branch to catch that little critter. He will take on any cat who tries to get in his way, harass him, or anyone he is close to.
+Strong, Mentally he is a strong cat. He has pent up anger and issues but he's good at hiding it, keeping it contained and letting it go in a somewhat healthy way.
Some Negatives of a Rogue, much easier!
+Sassy, He's got a bit of a mouth when he talks to other cats. He likes to be a little rude! He needs a mouth to keep all the other cats away from him, doesn't he?
+Flirty, It's harmless, meaningless flirting with all toms, well those who are as bold as he is and catch his eye. This is fun for him when it's another rogue and some fun mayhem comes out of it somehow.
History;
+He was born in a kitten mill, many breeds came from here, and he was quickly adopted out of his siblings and brought to a twoleg nest. He wore a bow with a little sparkly rock on it and was presented to a girl. He remembered a lot of crying and almost being choked as the rock was forced off of the little ribbon around his neck. (He was a proposal gift)+Not long after he was forgotten by the twolegs. He was left alone all the time, forgot to be fed and given water. They were constantly annoyed by him, always throwing him or pushing him away, locking him up in a cage. One day he broke a vase while playing and he was drove out and left in the middle of the road. He almost got hit by a monster, but escaped to the forest.
+From that point on the tom showed himself how to hunt the prey in the forest, and did his best to educate himself on the clan life surrounding him. A few times when he was younger he got snapped at by a patrol as he didn't know boundaries. He never answered those cats, simply bolting away. Soon he figured out his place as a wondering rogue, loving the roaming life.
+He has many times messed with clans, flirting with a tom or two as he ran around, making his life a bit more exciting. Now that he's older he gained the confidence to run around enjoy the life he was given for as long as he is able to live.
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Family
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Mother: N/A
Father: N/A
Siblings: N/A
Mate: N/A
Kits: N/A
