Pearl - Kittypet

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  • Cat's Name: Pearl
    Cat's Age: About a year
    Gender: She-Cat
    Alliance: Kittypet
    Position: Kittypet
    Appearance: <blockquote>Pearl is a mostly white calico cat with blue eyes. She wears a collar that has a bell attach which rings whenever she walks. She's well fed, but not fat, though she does have some tender spots. Her nose and pads are pinks with some splotches of black. Her whiskers are long and white.
    </blockquote>Personality: <blockquote>Pearl loves to talk. She could talk the ears off any cat, day or night. She's very friendly, but doesn't trust cats that are secretive. She's a bit spoiled and refuses to eat anything from her twolegs other then chicken, tuna fish or wet cat food. She likes sleeping outside when the weather's nice, but retreats to her twoleg nest when it's cold or wet, where she usually cuddles with her twolegs. She loves to hunt, even if she doesn't catch anything. She's learned how to step lightly so that her bell doesn't ring as much. However, she still only catches a fourth of what she hunts. She wants to learn how to fight, too. But she can't find a cat that will teach her.</blockquote>History: <blockquote>Pearl's mother was a pure breed cat, but her father was a stray. She like rough housing with her littermate's and "hunting" the balls and strings the twolegs left laying around, just like any kit. All her littermates had been taken away by the time she was 4 moons old. Pearl would always ask her mother why they left. She would always tell her "that's just what happens."


    For about a moon, Pearl remained with her mother. She spent her time either with her mother or exploring the nest. Then one day she woke up as strange twoleg picked her up. She mewed and squirmed, but they still wrestled her into a cage. She clawed but couldn't get out. Her mother tried to help her, but gave up.


    The first few weeks were lonely. But soon she became accustom to her new twolegs. They spoiled her. She spent a lot of time outside, talking to other cats and practicing hunting. Now, she hardly remembers her mother and littermates.</blockquote>Roleplay Sample: <blockquote></blockquote>Comments/Other: <blockquote></blockquote>