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Female | 2 months | Kitsune | SkyClan
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~IC~
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Violet eyes.
Once filled with an undying light and the joy of a carefree childhood.
Now: always observing the surroundings for what could come.
Had it always been like this? Kal didn't think so. She remembered a home - a clan maybe? - where she thought she was happy and made friends. She remembered a few little things, but other memories were either non-existent or just fuzzy. But she remembered a butterfly. Yes, that's it. That dang purple butterfly a younger pup could not resist chasing and could not catch no matter what she tried.
That was how she supposed she'd gotten lost: chasing a butterfly. She sort of remembered falling down into a deep ditch. Ad then rain came, flooding the ditch and carrying her further away from home. After that she waited, then wondered, then wandered. She couldn't remember how long she'd been gone, but she assumed a month or two. And that was a month (or two) of scary encounters. She could remember a few wild cats attacking her; she was hungry for a few days; she'd somehow gotten sick and somehow gotten better - maybe a good Samaritan had helped her out; she didn't know.
She knew better now. Strong-willed and wanting nothing more than to survive, she found a way. Her power to control the wind came in handy, as she could shift the direction of the breeze to pick up the scent of potential attackers or left-over food. Yes, she found her way around such problems. And she had just found her way to a strange-yet-familiar place. The scent of the border stopped Kal in her tracks. She couldn't remember what this place was, but something told her that she knew it. Something about the landscape, the scents, the... everything. A single, timid paw of matted silver fur shakily went over the border, but hesitated centimeters above the ground.
Say something, someone will hear you.
"Heh... Hello?"
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~OOC~
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aloha pplz! ![]()
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[glow=purple,2,300]General Info
Female ❃ 2m ❃ 1m every 25 posts (until 10m) ❃ Kitsune
CURRENT AGE: 8-9 months
STATUS: underfed, paranoid, somewhat fearful and timid
trying to learn/use more Hawaiian
has developed short-term memory loss
Appearance
Silvery-white fur, Purple eyes
Dark wind-element-symbol shaped spot on right pawpad
Wears purple wind-element designed scarf in winter months
(currently wearing it, tattered and ripped)
Powers
Invisibility, Telekinesis/Possession, Air Element manipulation
Interactions/Battle
~ 2-6 moons: minor injuries, no maim/kill/severe torture, ask for capture
~ 6+ moons: minor & semi-major injuries, ask for perm injuries/capture/torture, no kill/maim
~ easy mentally, sorta easy physically
"Speaking." • Thinking/Dreaming • Attacks • "Quoting."
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