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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy nodded to the npc and made her way over to the medic cabin. She was actually on her way there whenever her clanmate said that Holydove requested her presence. The cub approached Holy and smiled happily, eager to hear what she had to say. Lucy was saddened that Corey decided to step down because she quite liked working alongside her friend like that. But, if it made him happy then who was she to intervene? Dull optics flickered to the pile of books and Lucy internally felt panic start to rise. Did Holy want her to read? Surely the rabbit would understand she was horribly illiterate. The cub calmed herself down and sat in front of her mentor, a cheery expression etched onto her features. 'Hello. How are. You?' She was slowly getting better at expressing questions in her telepathic speech and it came in hand a lot since the cub did tend to ask a lot of questions. Lucy figured that her work as a medic intern was going rather nicely since no one seemed to be complaining so far.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy was actually happy for the first time in a long while. Happypaw said he would come back eventually, and that gave her some hope that for once someone wasn't just going to leave. The cub looked at the remains of a stem from a flower she had given to Happypaw before he had departed. Usually she was against picking flowes since they would die, but this time it was different. There was something sentimental about it. Happy had done so much for her so why not give back? Lucy focused her dull optics on a small piece of fruit. The medic intern had not eaten in about two days, so her first initial reaction was a loud growl coming from her stomach. Lucy made her way over and began nibbling on the fruit, liking how it tasted. Well, the taste was dulled down since her senses were pretty bad, but it tasted good nonetheless. Lucy figured that if Holydove ever knew about her obscure eating schedule, the rabbit would probably freak out and go into full mother mode. Lucy didn't want to make Holy worry like that, it was just her appetite was atrocious.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]here ya go
SUPER LATE OMG
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy had never heard of a horoscope or a fortune, so this was all new and confusing to the young child. She approached Ariel with a calm smile and stood still in front of her clanmate. 'What is. A horoscope?' The medic intern asked telepathically, genuinely confused on the whole subject. Though, if it was anything supernatural then she'd probably be reduced to a panic driven mess. The unknown tends to scare the living daylights out of her.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy's day has been rather boring actually. She missed Happypaw, and the only way she wouldn't freak out about him not coming back was to cuddle with the stuffed cheetah he had gotten her. Lucy knew that he would come back because he said so, it was just hard to deal with a friend who was away. The cub was completely unaware of Ophelia having to force a smile and figured she was just happy to see her. 'Okay. Are you. Feeling better?' It was a nice sentiment she decided, wondering if Ophelia needed anything for pain and such. Her dull optics focused on the ground, careful not to trip, as she came a little closer and sat down. Lucy didn't like sitting down during conversations because if something happened then she wouldn't be able to get up in time! Maybe Ophelia was hungry as well? She had a small pile of fruit she liked to keep in case she ever got too hungry. Lucy wasn't good with eating on a regular basis, only feeling the need to whenever her stomach cramps got extraordinarily painful.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy wobbled over as fast as she could and looked at Vader as well as Holy. Her eyes widened at his injuries and she immediately felt concern. What had happened? She didn't exactly care about how he looked per say, she was more concerned about his condition. The young intern was never one to judge, anyway. 'I want to help.' Her sentence managed to be one complete thought this time. Maybe it was because she was focused and worried, or maybe she was just getting better at communicating, but that didn't matter now. Whenever he asked if someone could do something for him, the cub perked her ears a little. She was sure Holy wanted her to help, but the cub wanted to hear what he wanted before she could do anything.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Believe it or not, Lucy has actually seen movies before. Granted, they were movies about classical music that the scientists would play to calm her down after some rough experiments. Despite them having humans, Lucy actually liked them quite a bit. The stories were cool, and it was like reading a book but seeing it at the same time. The cub couldn't actually see what the titles said since she was completely illiterate, but that didn't mean she didn't want to watch them. Lucy took a seat next to Holy and looked at the covers with wide, curious eyes. They were a bit weird looking and the humans looked a little fake. Though, she knew they were real because that's what humans looked like.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy smiled at Holy's question. She had been doing relatively fine, better than how she was doing before. The cub wasn't doing.. perfectly though. Then again, she doubted anyone could have a perfect mood all the time. 'I am okay.' It was simple and the truth. At least she wasn't horribly depressed anymore. Though, at her next statements Lucy tried to wrack her rain for any possible suggestions. Honeypaw was active and so was Quickkit, though she figured suggesting more than two would be fine. 'Redkit. Ophelia. Quickkit. Honeypaw.' She would probably think of more and mentally scold herself later for not remembering them when it was needed. Lucy missed Corey and figured more interns would help. The cub considered the fact that perhaps four suggestions was a little too much, but Holy asked for her opinion. Redkit had been active recently and so has everyone else. Though, her next question was a giant curve ball. She knew that her medical abilities had increased since she had become a medic intern and figured maybe it was time she became a medic. There was still some stuff that she had to learn, but Holydove would no doubt teach her that. 'I feel ready. I like medical work.' Lucy smiled at two things this time. Holydove's comment on her work was flattering and the fact she managed to think a sentence that wasn't broken up into segments.
//sort of rushed, the power might go out :c
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy agreed with mostly everything that was being said. She was pretty sure Kagome wasn't in Windclan anymore but decided not to mention it. Meetings like this one always kind of made her nervous for some reason and this was her first one without Corey. Lucy merely nodded at Cos's statements, agreeing wholeheartedly that Vader deserved a chance.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]The young medic intern looked at Hanayo with wide eyes before making her way over to stand next to Cherviltea. The cub decided her name was a little weird and drawn out, but she wasn't going to judge. It was a nice name nonetheles. 'Welcome. I am Lucy.'
//rushed bc power might go out sorry!
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]/mobile
Lucy nodded and got to work on the cobwebs, working gently so she didn't injur Vader further. The cub didn't exactly understand the exchange he had with the stranger, but she chose not to question it do to that being a possible distraction. She nodded at the mention of lotion and looked down at Vader briefly. Lotion helped, so why did he seem cautious? At least Lucy thought he looked cautious. 'It will help.'
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]//sorry it's so short, I wanted to reply but I can only do it on mobile!
Granted, most of what Lucy said and thought was relatively silly considering her obviousness to the work around her. She appreciated all Holy had said and done for her, though. Lucy nuzzled back, albeit clumsily. She liked the idea of Redkit, Ophelia, and Lessa becoming interns. They were active and nice. She still had a hard time understanding promotions and such, but the idea of becoming a full medic excited her. 'Yes. Good fits? Thank you. You are a. Good teacher.
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy looked around to see if she could spot her clanmates that they chose to work alongside them. She was genuinely excited for this since Holydove had talked to her about it. The cub firmly believed that the chosen would do well and smiled at her friend. Lucy also thought about the last medic announcement that had been held by Maelstrom when her and Corey were promoted. She missed Corey working with her as a medic intern but there was nothing she could do about him stepping down sadly.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy smiled and nodded along with what Holy was saying, glad this rabbit was in her life. The cub sometimes wish she could make that weird rumbling noise with her throat to show affection but figured her friend could easily tell how grateful she was. Lucy was good at memorizing the herbs and what they do, but, she wanted to learn about something a little more complicated. She was pretty sure Holy mentioned it once or twice before. 'I want to learn. How to make someone feel better.' The cub had seen so much sorrow and hurt among her clanmates so she wanted to try and help them get back on the road to happiness. 'Mentally feel better.' She knew what it was like to feel sad. Though, the cub was kind of curious about what could treat it. Herbs were mostly used for physical ailments, but were there herbs used for mental ailments as well?
[ahh it's finally back on!! and thanks, i just replied c:]
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]What was a sanctuary? Was it another word for a clan? The cub tilted her head and then untilted it. Yeah, that's probably what it was. Lucy smiled gently and nodded at her formal greeting. She seemed to have an air of elegance around her for some reason. 'Medic intern.' She stated telepathically. Lucy also had a slightly monotone voice because she found it rather hard to convey emotions through telepathic speech. Hanayo was spotted just like her so that made Lucy smile a bit. They had some things in common, but Lucy actually couldn't tell a lot about Hanayo just by greeting her.
'telepathically speaking' - 'thinking'
[justify][font=georgia]GENERAL;
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single (too young) | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia && chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
AGING RATIO;
one month on the 15th of every month
INJURIES/MARKINGS;
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
POWERS;
telepathy | the sight
INTERACTION;
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
LINKS;
biography | plot
[align=center][size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy liked the idea of learning it together actually. She was glad that Holy could read because they would probably be out of luck if she could not. The cub had thought about asking someone to teach her how to read but decided against it. She wanted to distance herself from human culture as much as possible and their books weren't any different. 'I would like that.' She was always eager to learn after all. Lucy looked at the books and narrowed her dull optics. It's not like using them would hurt, right? She was pretty sure if Holy opened the book a human wouldn't jump out and kidnap her. That was a bit silly and extreme. Books couldn't be all that bad. They were just heavy and had some pretty markings in them. Despite all her superstitions, Lucy was up for learning about this with Holydove. Maybe Lucy would use what she learns from this to try and help Corey with his social problems? The cub had noticed he seems nervous around his clanmates. Maybe it was because of the thing he told her about his mom and how she tried to eat him.
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[justify][font=arial]'general ○'
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | mute | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia/chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
'aging ratio ○'
ages naturally ○ 03/15/16
'injuries/markings ○'
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
'powers ○'
telepathy | the sight
'interaction ○'
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify][size=8]windclan medic badge on this account and my main? thank you in advanced!
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy let out a small huff of air as she listened to Holydove speak about what they had decided. It was a new exciting experience actually. The cub had never taught anyone anything before, so this kind of made her nervous. That and the fact she was probably the youngest one on the medic team, but then again, her concept of age was mildly different from others. Her concept was that age just defined what you could do until you were a certain number. She was still figuring out all the notions in her head about it. Lucy smiled at the new interns and nodded her head at Holy, glad that she would have this opportunity to pass down what her friend had taught (and is teaching) her to the new interns. Redkit didn't look all too happy about his promotion, but then again Lucy wasn't exactly good at reading her friend's emotions. 'Con. Grats.' It was a weird word and she still didn't know what it exactly meant. The cub figured it was just something you said when someone got promoted within the clan or something exciting happened.
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[justify][font=arial]'general ○'
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | mute | windclan | medic intern | very skinny king cheetah [+] | green eyes | single | unknown sexuality | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia/chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts, humans, and the color white | theme song
'aging ratio ○'
ages naturally ○ 03/15/16
'injuries/markings ○'
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
'powers ○'
telepathy | the sight
'interaction ○'
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy was kind of glad Windclan was not exposed to these advanced medicines that the humans used. They hurt and burned on contact. The disabilities Holy had listed were foreign to the cub. She had not heard of any of them, but would probably know what they were when given their descriptions. Lucy did not know if some patients would like a telepathic voice in their head trying to calm them down, but it has seemed to work so far. Kind of. Whenever she asked if Inuyasha was okay that one time he threatened her because the wolf thought she was going to mess with his brain. 'What are those disabilities?' Wow, she did it again! The cub managed to say a full, non-fragmented sentence without sounding horribly silly. She was mostly interested in anorexia and bulimia because they sounded mostly different from the rest of the disorders. Well, to her they did anyway. Lucy wouldn't mind helping out her clanmates with this 'therapy'. Maybe she would try it on Ophelia first since the female always seemed to be sad and on edge. Though, Lucy didn't know why anyone would have trouble expressing their feelings. It was easy, you just say what you are feeling. The cub didn't understand most things about her clanmates, but hopefully this would help her better understand. Maybe later they could go out and see if there are actually any herbs that help with emotional issues.
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[justify][font=arial]'general ○'
lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | mute | windclan | medic | very skinny king cheetah [+] | dull green eyes | single | unknown sexuality | crushing on no one | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia/chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts/humans | theme song
'aging ratio ○'
ages naturally ○ 03/15/16
'injuries/markings ○'
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
'powers ○'
telepathy | the sight
'interaction ○'
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid #000000; width: 400px;][justify]Lucy looked upon the sight with wide and slightly disturbed eyes. She has seen this all before but last time was with Victoriankit who was now sadly passed. The medic stepped forward and looked at Jethro cautiously. Lucy did not understand reincarnation or anything like that all too well so the concept that this could be Vic was out of the question. She had seen his body and laid a flower down at his funeral. But still, this creature had a familiar air surrounding them. It felt familiar too. At least Wraithstatic wasn't here to fret over this again. 'I feel. Like I know you.' It was a little straightforward, yeah, but the medic wanted to make sure this wasn't Vic coming back from the dead. Stuff like that was... odd. Scary and odd. She didn't like it. She looked at Redkit and widened her eyes. It was Vic? After all this time he came back? This confused the cub greatly and she just stood there with a shocked expression. There was no way this made sense.
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lucy | no parents/clone | female | four months | mute | windclan | medic | very skinny king cheetah [+] | dull green eyes | single | unknown sexuality | crushing on no one | lil cinnamon roll | suffers from extreme insomnia/chronic nightmares | afraid of ghosts/humans | theme song
'aging ratio ○'
ages naturally ○ 03/15/16
'injuries/markings ○'
jagged scar across throat | large brand on stomach
'powers ○'
telepathy | the sight
'interaction ○'
attack in white | non hostile | won't attack | will not fight
[size=5pt]© counselor dreamíe
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