Ari
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Post by Ari on Dec 1, 2020 23:53:52 GMT
| ❝ WHOPPERS ❞
pronouns — she/her
HOME/LOCATION — The Farm
BIOLOGICAL GENDER — female
CURRENT AGE — 41 moons
STATUS — single
SEXUALITY — bisexual
PLOTS?
open!
HISTORY/EXTRA INFO
Whoppers was born to be sold, offspring from one of the twolegs breeding programs. Her mother didn't even bother naming her kits, as she knew she'd never see them again once they were sold off to further away homes. To say, Whoppers kithood was sad, but she didn't realize how bad her start was. She barely remembers it til this day, and doesn't remember much of her parents, not even their faces. Whoppers has siblings, about 2 or 3 she can remember, she just doesn't know where and she doesn't know their names. A lot of confusion and mystery revolves around her past, but she isn't too aware of it.
She was taken to the farm as a youngster, and grew up primarily inside for the first part. However as she got bigger and seemed to be able to defend herself, they made her more of an outside cat, but had the option to come inside if she wanted. The only way Whoppers learned her name was from the twolegs saying it around and to her enough that she eventually caught on to their language for it. Whoppers was bought not for the breeding program, but for the mice and rat problem the farmers were having. Her days that would be equal to an apprenticeship were spent solo-learning to chase down mice and bring them down. Her technique definitely wasn't the best, but it worked for her.
The age when she would be a young warrior came what felt to her, slow. Her days became a routine: chase mice, meet newcomers/wanderers, and venture the farm land. She had always been curious of the wild cats and clans, but feared the nature of said wild cats. Never met them for herself, but rumors she heard from wanderers made her frightful enough of them. Though she would never admit it, she is slowly becoming bored with farm life.
As she got older, her curiousness became stronger due to her lack of a new routine. Nothing to spice her world, well, except the new scarf she had received from one of her older twolegs. Even then, it didn't change much except cats she came across would comment on it, but not all were positive. The scarf is equal to a collar but with no tag, but it still showed she belonged to some place else that wasn't the wild. She knew the obviousness of her place would cause more of a distance between herself and non-kittypets, so learning about them became harder to where she stopped trying to search for them.
For now, Whoppers resides mainly on the farm land with the exception of going to the cabin in the woods to meet her friend, Harry, every once in a while. Sometimes when she's brave, she'll venture out into the woods, but usually has to return before nightfall.
| ❝ RELATIONSHIPS ❞
and plot / thread trackers
HARRY — friend, neighbor
We're good friends, occasionally we'll meet up and talk about the recent events in out lives. — roleplayed by leda
ECHO — acquaintance, loner/wanderer
A friendly loner I've met, she seems to have a kind heard and a good temperament! I like her, but would have to know them better before calling her a friend. — roleplayed by drag
Cat Dracula/Hemlockthroat — childhood friend, past neighbor.
Perhaps my closest friend, he went to the clans however after some time...I haven't seen him in awhile...I hope he's okay. — roleplayed by kalak
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