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The life of a loner was alright, the muscled tom supposed lightly with a small frown on his maw knowing that he really appreciated company more than loneliness and his own lonesome. Sure, he had been a barn cat for twelve moons but he hadn't wanted to stay there forever and he had heard from his friends that there were forest cats. It intrigued him to the point where he wanted to seek them, he had left the barn moons ago and now his scent mingled with the outdoors mostly of pine and whatnot. He walked along with ears angled forward, the large Maine Coon surveying the area carefully soon finding the markers of where the territory began, he felt his fur bristling in excitement at the overwhelming smells of other animals. Was this one of the clans? He wasn't sure nor did he knew as to whether or not go on though Bailey was streetwise and decided to simply wait until a patrol found him. Here came his new life and possible new friends. Hey, maybe he would meet someone special too while he was at it? Oh, time would tell.
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[size=7pt]GENERAL:
Herbalkit — Male — Bisexual — Warrior of trad. Shadowclan
Mentally: 18 months — Physically: 18 months
½ None — Former barn cat/loner
PHYSICAL:
Bailey's a Maine Coon with a torbie complex, he has a well muscled body and a long fluffy tail. Half of his face being golden tabby and the other black with a pair of heterochromatic eyes to complete this unique look of his, he's a handsome boy.
• injuries: Right nicked ear
PERSONALITY:
Friendly, independent, lovable/affectionate, very trustworthy, will put others before himself
• developing traits: None at the moment
CONFRONTATION:
• Difficult — Brilliant fighting skills — Hardasf
• Doesn't like fighting but will defend loved ones/friends
• Will not start fights but will end them
• Attack in
• Can powerplay nonviolent or peaceful actions.




