Character Name:
'who, me? well, you see, that's a bit confusing. my two-legs call me two different things. sometimes i'm called daisy, sometimes i'm called small cat. but my favorite two-leg calls me nala. so i guess i like nala best. and in that case, i'm called nala!'
Character Age:
'um, let me see... i'm in that tricky age where i'm not exactly a kitten, but i'm no where near a grown cat yet. and, of course, since i haven't lived with my mother for a long time, i really have no idea exactly how old i am. but, if i had to make a guess... i guess i'd have to say i'm maybe around six months? maybe five.'
Gender:
'i'm a girl!'
Alliance:
'what do you mean, alliance? i live with my two-legs.'
Rank:
'rank? well, i guess if you asked the other cats that i share my two-leg's with, they'd say i'm at the very bottom of the ranks. i'm a much better fighter than either of them though, especially since i still have all my claws!'
Appearance:
'i'm a decent size, but it's pretty hard to compare me to others. my two-legs aren't quite sure how big i'm going to grow to be. they don't think i'm going to be as small as misty --that's the middle cat, and she's really small in size, but she's also really fat. and they don't think i'm going to be as big as claire, either --i'm not quite sure who that is, but the other cats tell me that she died the day the two-legs brought me home, and that she was really big and fluffy. but i'm pretty sure i'm just normal sized.
i have all sorts of tabby stripes on me. it's pretty hard to tell which the actual stripes are, the lighter creamy colored ones, or the darker burnt orange-y colored ones. the bottom parts of me, my legs and belly are mostly the cream color, somewhat orange, but not really. my ears are the darker color. and my chin, and just around my eyes, are a white color.
both of my eyes are a dark color: kind of ambery, kind of brown. my nose and paw pads are bright pink, almost obnoxiously so. i'm forced to wear a pink collar, about the same color as my nose, with a little black bow on it and a little pink round thing that jingles when i walk. i don't like it at all.'
Personality:
'i'm really really really hyper. kind of. sometimes i'm lazy and just lay around and sleep, but mostly i run around and play constantly. it gets my two-legs pretty mad sometimes because i like to play at night too, and i guess that's when they want me to be quiet and sleep so they can sleep too. i'm always getting into trouble, almost no matter what i do. they don't like it when i walk on the tables or the counters, but if they didn't want them walked on, why did they put so much cool stuff on them? they don't like it when i play with the curtains either, but sometimes they move weird and it looks like there's another cat hiding in them, so i have to attack them to save my two-legs just in case! and most of the two-legs don't like it when i eat their food. but my favorite two-leg doesn't care, she'll give me whatever i want to eat. she gives me some weird stuff sometimes, and sometimes i don't like it, but most of the time i love it. two-leg food is really yummy!
i'm normally really nice and i don't bite the two-legs or anything. unless i want to play fight with them, and then they get mad. but my favorite two-leg and this boy two-leg like to play fight with me. the boy two-leg doesn't care if i bite or scratch him, but my favorite two-leg does.
i'm not shy really either, i'm normally waiting at the door to see who comes in if it's someone new. but it's never any new cats.'
---Likes:
'oh, i like a lot of things. i like going up to the top of the house because there's this really big two-leg nest up there and i can hide under it and this thing with a moving ground and lots of places to hide and explore. but my favorite two-leg says that i'm not allowed up there --only when a 'matt' is there too. i'm not sure what 'matt' is, but i think i know: i think it's another two-leg, a male one. he smells really nice, and he's a good petter. so i like him too. he's a nice one. and i also like to play. i love to play, actually. i like my shrimp and my coon --those are my very favoritest toys.'
--- Dislikes:
'i do not like the 'bath.' that is the only bad part about my favorite two-leg: she keeps trying to put me in this bath. it's pretty much this big white thing that fills up with water. sometimes she sits in it for a long time and i watch her, but i don't know how she can do it. all that water's just so scary! i also do not like when i get kicked out of my favorite two-leg's room. all i want to do is explore it! there's so much stuff in there! but everytime i go under her nest or under this wooden thing, she pulls me out and gets mad. and... i don't exactly like misty. she's nice sometimes, but she's a confusing one. sometimes she's nice to me and cleans me, but then sometimes i'll come near and she'll hiss at me and try and fight.'
---Strengths:
'what am i good at... well, i'm good at making my two-legs mad at me. i don't know what they're mad for sometimes, 'cause i'm just being a kitten like i should, but they do get mad. but... um... i've got really good balance. i can stand on my hind legs for a really long time almost, and i don't usually fall over, but sometimes i still do. and i'm pretty good at hiding and sneaking, but sometimes my two-legs laugh because my sneaking's kind of obvious. but i don't really care.'
---Weaknesses:
'i'm not a very good listener. or, i guess i just don't like to listen. i don't know. and i'm not a very good fighter, at least that's what the other cats tell me. i roll on my back and fight with my front paws mostly, but i guess i leave my belly open to attack. oh well, i still fight better than the other cats. and what else... i'm not good at being alone. i get left alone at home with the other cats because the two-legs have to leave during the day. and it makes me really sad.'
History:
'i don't know what happened to my mom. we used to live outside, and one day she went to go hunt to get food, and she never came back. me and my two brothers were pretty young then, and i was pretty small. we got found by some two-legs 'cause we were crying really loud 'cause we were really hungry.
we got taken to this place with lots of other cats. i don't know what the word is for it really, but they treated us really nice. we got fed and it was warm and that was all that really mattered.
then one day we all got taken to this other place. there were more animals there, but also less. more kinds of animals, i guess, and in a lot of different places. a lot of two-legs came by and looked at me and my brothers, and some of them took me out of my cage and held me.
and then my two-legs came and held me. and then they took me to their house.
from then on, i lived in their house. at first, i really only got to be in this one room, but they gave me lots of food and a litter box and everything. but it was lonely in just the one room, and i cried a lot so that they'd maybe let me out, but they didn't.
i got sick too, but it wasn't really anything really bad. just a cold sort of.
and then i just grew up pretty much. and that's it.'