Mantishaze | Shadowclan | 24 moons | ragdoll seal point with white | plotting open
The acidic tang of thunderpath made it harder to focus. She looked over the large animal with...doubt? Certainly though, the effort was worth it. Her ears pricked, listening for the rumbling. Monsters were stuff of horror and a striking death. Her fur was slowly rising to stand on end. "Let's pull it up a bit farther." She suggested before taking the doe's forelimb into her jaws and tugging.
❝ BASICS ❞ ―― have you ever felt that somehow you were not yourself?
♥ Mantishaze | " Mantis"
― named for the strength and power behind her gaze and blows.
♥ Cis female | she/her | unsure but has an attraction to men | 24 moons | ages slowly
♥ Shadowclan | Warrior/previous queen | likes chewing on sticks
♥Has always been in Shadowclan.
❝ RELATIONSHIPS ❞ ―― flooded in like raging water
♥ parent 1 x parent 2 | Mother of Mousepaw, Sister of Lightstep, Aunt of Pigeonpaw, and descendent of Current.
♥ descended from a line of Current's reincarnations.
♥ taken | [1] crushes? | not looking | open to some romantic plots
♥ Her mate is a ncp named Volebrook
❝ APPEARANCE ❞ ―― she was laid out on that long white table
♥CURRENT APPEARANCE: An adult ragdoll molly with thick, long fur and seal mitted point pelt. She has wide shoulders that are lightly scarred under the fur. She has white paws, a white chin, and an hourglass blaze. Her eyes are very heavy and the color of dark blue. Her face is wider and she's very thickly built.
reference link: https://i.imgur.com/WvROu2P.jpg
♥ mutations: none
♥ accessories: none
❝ PERSONALITY & QUIRKS ❞ ―― so sweet so cold so fair
♥ KEYWORDS: unromantic, strange, quiet, and protective.
Mantishaze is about as romantic as a kick to the teeth. The molly is very private and isn't much of a flirt. She's a very independent soul who wastes no time crying over spilled milk no matter how much it hurts. She will do what's best for her clan even if it's not the standard. She is usually reserved, her voice rarely going above a stern mew. Most importantly since Mousepaw's sibling was killed by a fox she is fiercely protective of her kit and by extent her family. Mousepaw is her source of joy and comfort during this hard time.
♥ disorders ― none known
❝ AESTHETICS ❞ ―― let her go let her go god bless her soul
♥ smells like: fresh pines and irises.
♥ feels like: ferns and moss.
♥ colours: any dark blues, purples, or foggy gray
♥ objects / motifs: turtle shells and irises.
♥ pinterest link / spotify link: none
❝ INTERACTION ❞ ―― wherever she may be
♥ semi-advanced to advanced
♥ no current powers
♥ friendly power play open! Feel free to dm me for plots
♥ full warrior training