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☽ feldspar/ cis male

✩ 7 months old / realtime

✩ loner / no rank / kinda wanders everywhere

RELATIONSHIPS

✩ single / homosexual

✩ n/a

✩ n/a

✩ ½ of n/a

APPEARANCE / REFERENCE

☽ house cat / mixed breed [ birth/main ]

✩ to put it simply — feldspar is a small, thin black cat with pale, icy blue eyes and large ears. he is almost dainty in stature, soft paws and thin claws that aren't used to the strain of life away from his owners. his throat adorns a dark blue color with a gold tag in the shape of a goldfish, and a bell that jingles with his every move.

— INJURIES/ILLNESSES: n/a

BEHAVIOUR Deadpan Snarker / The Drag-Along / Perpetual Frowner / Jerkass

✩ ah, there he is. that motherfucker. what a tool.

feldspar, by this world's standards, is pretty normal. he likes things to be nice and boring and simple. the regular house cat 'sit in your yard and watch the world go by' kind of deal... not that he ever does get that deal in the first place.

without a doubt, feldspar is one of the most cynical and critical kittens on his block. he's quiet and typically disinterested with what trouble that the others bring home with them. he merely goes with the flow of things, avoiding trouble when he can along the way. feldspar does not yet grasp the more finer points of tact, and tends to speak the blunt truth about things. he won't sugar coat it for you; he has no problem telling you that he doesn't like you, and why he doesn't like you.

despite all of this and what others might have to way, feldspar isn't that bad. he can be kind and understanding if he likes you enough. he just doesn't really have the patience for stupid shit. ( which, actually, he finds to be pretty hilarious when he isn't involved. the spotlight makes him nervous and irrtable... which leads to him being kind of a bully. )

— DISORDERS: conduct disorder

INTERACTION Not-So-Stoic / Jerk With A Heart Of Gold

✩ physically easy / mentally easy / hes a little kitten please

✩ electric elementals, mainly manifests around his eyes. he has 0 control over it.

✩ attack in #ace8fc

･ﾟ✦☽ my nyas?

" nya? "

･ﾟ✦☽ — he's lost.

100%, truly, without a doubt lost. soft paws carry him ever forward, unsure of where he's going, where he'll end up, and if he's ever going to see his home again. pink paw pads are sore and cracked; there's a thorn in one of them, and one of his claws has come loose from getting snagged on something. pressing forward brings about a great deal of pain, but, really, does he have much of a choice here?

he's a stranger to the world outside the comforts of home; outside of the comforts of his yard and his friend's yards. the land he seems to of stumbled in leaves him awed — and a little concerned, confused, because this definitively wasn't anywhere near his house. a pang of homesickness hits him right then and there, as feldspar stops to observe the strange territory around him. god, he wants to go home so, so bad. from the bottom of the forest floor, mountainous pillars stretch towards the sky, reaching higher and higher, and feldspar can't help but to wonder do they reach space? some of them poke through the clouds — those are the ones he's certain that touch the outer edges of the atmosphere. the forest alone had caught the house cat off guard, but this was... this was...

too much, actually. absolutely too much. he almost turns around to start heading back the opposite direction because no, no. he really wants to go home, and home was definitively not this way. feldspar pauses before he can get too far, though, because foreign scents assault his sensitive nose, nearly making him heave and lose his lunch right then and there. the kitten paws at his nose, cautiously because his paws fucking hurt, he's walked at least half way across the continent, he's sure of it. when he speaks, it's flat and nasally, like he can't really breathe right.

" uh.. hello? " he isn't used to this. having so many smells all at once flooding his senses. he's going to be sick. oh god. " who's there? "

･ﾟ✦☽ — it takes him a second, to realize that the danger has passed. that there really wasn't any danger at all, really.

those that live here are weirdly friendly. they approach him without any ire dripping from their voices, and their eyes — their eyes are kind. which is kind of weird. he's heard stories about clans before, mostly in a hushed tone, like it was a secret the youngins on the block weren't supposed to hear. but hear they did. feldspar hadn't paid too much attention to it after that; there wasn't a reason to, and he wasn't about to get caught up in whatever it was that the rest of his friends wanted to do. so.. this was a clan? and they.. didn't want to eat him alive.

huh. who woulda thought?

the kitten relaxed a little bit once it was apparent that nobody was gonna hurt him. instead, they asked him if he was lost, what he was doing here, and don't you know we usually eat strangers? — actually, maybe it was best to stay on his toes until he figured out where he was and if he could find his way home. if. he wants to, of course, but he.. doesn't really expect to. the bitter acceptance that he might never find his way home has settled into his chest by now.

" yeah. i guess i'm lost. " feldspar mumbles a bit, quiet and kind of uncertain. there's a weird sniffle, from him trying to clear his sinuses. god, he really can't breathe, there's too many smells. " this is a clan? " pale orbs glanced around, a small jingle coming from his collar as he swung his head around to glance around the forest and the mountainous pillars. did they know if they reached up to space? they had to, right? would they let him rest for a second? because his paws kind of really hurt. his gaze fell back upon the first girl that approached him, waiting for an answer to the first question before he sprouted off six more.