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38 moons || Female || Captain of The Seaside
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Appearance:
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A lovely blue scottish fold, one may think of Misty as 'adorable' or 'cute,' perhaps it even makes her look harmless; but believe me, this little kitty is anything but. However, let's save that for the 'Personality' section.
Anyways, her fur is a lovely, rich color, pure and solid, through and through. Not any other color lies on her pelt, not even on a single hair. Her eyes, a lovely sea green, complement her pelt nicely. They're a rather soft color, and on some days can look a bit teal or sometimes a bit like a baby blue color.
Her build is rather muscular, yet small. Well, better put, she's a small cat; but completely muscle, making her strong and agile. Her proportions are average for a cat; large ears, long body, wavy tail, and long legs. She's not that unique, really, just another cat of the many out there.[/fancypost]
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Personality
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Strict. The first thing you'll notice about this little girl, is how unwaveringly strict she is. She'll never let you put a paw out of line, not even so much as a whisker. She'll crack down hard, without hesitation if she sees you slacking... Though, she does seem to have a soft spot for kits. I mean, they're so little and cute!
Anyways, upon further observation, you'll notice how unemotional she is. She knows leading cats is a responsibility, and treats it that way. She leaves her personal and social life buried inside her, and will rarely let her emotions show, unless with a close friend. Inadvertently, this unemotional structure of hers can make her seem tough and unapproachable, but she's always ready to listen and offer her advice, no matter what. She can show sympathy, but she'll never show what she's really feeling.
Another thing you'll notice about little Misty here is how devoted she is to her part. She'll give anything for The Seaside, anything at all. It's her first priority, just like any leader's should. But she goes beyond that. If something is badly needed, she herself will arrange a group of cats; but then go with them, too, and see to it that it gets done.
Lastly, you'll notice how headstrong she is. Once she's got her mind made up, nothing, and I mean nothing can change it. You can try bribes and reassurances of all sorts, but nothing will waver this kitty from what she believes in. Though, she will admit when she knows she's wrong. But often, her stubbornness clouds her judgement on whether she's right or wrong.
---Likes: Leading, traveling, the ocean, water.
--- Dislikes lazy cats, having to repeat herself, cats who oppose her.
---Strengths: Strong and Agile, a good swimmer.
---Weaknesses: Stubborn, she can seem unapproachable, can be too harsh.
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History
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Born a loner in the woods not too far from shore, Misty was raised in a small clearing, unaware of the large world that surrounded her. She lived almost eight moons of her life in that clearing, until one day, curiosity got the best of her. She headed off into the forest, and eventually came upon a beach, not a soul in sight. No twolegs, no other cats, and plenty of strange creatures. Running home, she happily told her parents of her discovery; and they were displeased. They didn't like her wandering off alone, even though there was nobody around; she still could've gotten lost or hurt. From that day on, while her parents were out, she secretly visited the ocean, learning how to swim and exploring more and more of the beach each day, learning how to hunt the creatures, dig up mussels and clams, break open crabs, and occasionally catch a seagull if she was lucky. One day, however, she found the sandbar leading to the ship now known as the camp of The Seaside. She'd spend all day in there, and her parents would look for her; but never found her hiding spot. As they grew more and more distant, one night, at around twelve moons of age, her parents told her they were leaving. And they raced off into the woods, leaving her alone. They'd told her it was time to go on her own; she'd have to do it some time. They'd babied her long enough, and she'd earned her freedom.
She moved into the ship, and eventually gathered the few cats that happened to pass by, starting what is now known as The Seaside.[/fancypost]
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