Posts by cougarthroat

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GENERAL INFO — *+:☽

( bloody mary / she-cat / female )

— mary / 15 moons / aries / ages real time

— bloodclan guard / mentored by jailbird

GENETICS & RELATIONSHIPS — *+:☽

( sheogorath x npc / sister to hibiscus, heda, eris and ashfolly / adopted ruth(less) as a younger sister )

— heterosexual, bicurious / single / promiscuous

— ½ cherry(mary x chasingcomets)

AESTHETIC — *+:☽

( physical health: 100% / mental health: 100% )

— white maine coon / reference

— mary is a massive well-muscled maine coon with a pure white coat. she was born with heterochromia iridum, meaning her eyes are of two different colors; the left a cold icy blue and the other a pale hazel hue.

— her pelt is surprisingly scar-free despite her love for battle which compliments her curvaceous, pristine figure

— being the eldest of four, she was born with gigantism and towers over most felines easily. she's the titan of the sheogorath family

— she's always wearing a worn black leather collar with a mixture of dog teeth, cat claws and bird talons

PERSONALITY — *+:☽

( entj / slytherin / chaotic neutral )

— aggressive, manipulative, a real ruthless b*tch, only concerned by those she cares about, does not value rules/authority, out for own personal gain, not afraid to draw attention to self, unpredictable, sexually immoral, ambivalent about the needs of others, fearless, selfish

INTERACTION — *+:☽

( extremely hard physically / moderate mentally / war is glorious / femme fatale )

— extremely skilled in the art of fighting / lacks knowledge in healing

— attack in bold and cougarthroat

— powerplaying nonviolent/healing actions is allowed

— will not bow down from challenges / will never flee, fights to the death / rarely shows mercy

OTHER — *+:☽

( heartchart / pinterest board / plotting )

— penned by jenny / pm this account for plots

Hello <3 It's been quite some time since I've been in traditional but I want to get my new character up and running. You can find out more about Mary in her signature below.

She's open to just about anything except the usual death/capture/litters :^))

quick track :^))

Self-note to make a history for Mary

- Maybe left Bloodclan for undetermined reasons and came back twice as bitchy with a vengeful hunger. She wants Bloodclan for herself and she's torn between loyalties and her power hungry tendencies.

- Joined a rogue group and was later exiled since she killed the "leader" of it all and returns to Bloodclan

Ah, the old Blood-house. It'd been quite some time since Mary laid eyes upon the dingy structure she called home as a kitten. The behemoth of a molly lumbered forward upon massive paws, pristine white fur standing out strangely against the unkempt territory. Her strides were fluid yet seemed to almost radiate sheer power and egoistical confidence. At a mere thirteen moons her stature was far above the average feline, clearly taking after her father's monstrous size. She blinked softly as a devilish smirk made it's way upon her thin, ebony lined lips. "I'd like to see my father," Honeyed and dangerously sweet vocals would boom, mismatched eyes narrowing before continuing, "Sheogorath."

She'd spent many moons roaming the rogue lands far from the clans where she had joined another group and subsequently exiled from after massacring the head of it all. Now, Mary was here once again in within motherland awaiting to see if she'd return once and for all. Her elongated claws dug into the soft soil beneath her, awaiting impatiently for the male while tugging at her worn black leather collar in hopes of relieving some itchiness.

thank you sm <3 i want her to develop the nickname icly in due time

I follow this guide, so with every new sub I make, I have a new "email" to use if that makes sense?

Father x daughter thread??

I can see Mary being super attached to him and just always clinging to him? Also drawing away any females that show interest in him bc she's possessive asf daddy issues

Only for if you have time/can get to it <3

Omf even though she's new, Mary would be interested so I'll just throw her in here

name Mary

age 13 Moons

she's basically a female version of sheo with added bitchiness and sexual immorality <3

thank you!! glad to be here

of course <33 whenever you’re ready!

Vvid eyes snapped to the first feline to arrive, noting it's choice to keep distance between the two creatures. Smart choice, Mary had never been relatively friendly unless she gained something from it of course. She eyed Church for another moment and shamelessly assed this stranger within her mind much like a computer would. Then, he arrived.

"My my, if it isn't Mary!"

A snicker forced itself from her powerful maw, quickly noticing his hesitance to even remember her name. Then again it'd primarily been the she-cats fault for forsaking her father and kin so she couldn't really blame him and held no ill-will towards Sheogorath. Still, deep in the back of her deranged conscious she wondered why he didn't search for her. Snapping such vulnerable thoughts from her mind, she would finally voice her thoughts, "Looks like I'm the daughter of a king who forgot my name." The statuesque huntress would snarl tauntingly and aimed to nuzzle her massive cranium against his in a quick show of affection.

Whatever she might of uttered next in response to her father's inquiry would remain a mystery as the eagle-eyed beauty focused on the ball of fur rampaging towards her. With a quick, graceful movement she eluded the attack with ease. "Eris." She would mumble beneath a soft growl and yet her eyes betrayed her cold demeanor, mismatched optics glittering with fondness over her sister. Mary would now aim to place a loving lick upon the head of the ever so slightly smaller molly, proclaiming silently within herself that she'd never abandon them again. "In case you still haven't used your brain, I'm coming back home, permanently."

"You can't have all the fun, Eris. Leave some for me too." The massive predatory feline would rumble lowly as she took a spot besides her sister. She was rather late to arrive but there was no use in trying to slink into the scene, such a herculean frame was nearly impossible to hide from attention. So this was Thunderclan's leader? Mary would not attempt to hide her amusement, a provoking snicker escaping her ebony lined lips. Pristine white fur twitched with the urge to sink her elongated claws into the flesh of such an important figure, perhaps she'd just have to give in with dragging her into the depths of Bloodclan, pregnant or not.

Adjusting from a wide, thick forestry to small structure such as the Blood-house was going to be a pain for the monstrous she-cat. How her pure alabaster pelt remained flawless was a mystery even to her, eyeing the dust parading about every inch of the floor and walls with slight distaste. Nonetheless, Mary would have to adapt to this new lifestyle. She hadn't met the new(to her) leader of Bloodclan yet as she wanted to asses the head of the group she'd now call home. Her towering frame could be seen lumbering outside the living room when her father's familiar voice rung through the atmosphere. A meet and greet? Her mismatched eyes narrowed with annoyance albeit she would move forward regardless. She supposed it'd be best to at least try and immerse herself. Taking a spot besides Sheogorath, she would begin after him. "What a lovely hobby, father." She would muse sarcastically, having just a tad bit more sanity than most of her family was certainly amusing. "My name's Mary. I suppose you could say I'm just an average warrior, nothing too fancy. This big ogre of a cat is my father." Now for some facts, in which she came up blank. She didn't quite yet want to reveal her history and so she'd move around that, "I was born in Bloodclan but left to true rogue lands and now I'm back." Meaner than ever, she might add.

A congratualtions party lead by her father? There was no way in hell this could be any worse, catching onto Niruka's words and nodded silently in agreement. Wherever Sheogorath roams a wake of death soon follows. "Death" in this case would be Mary who was all too pleased to see forest cats again, their puny little sizes too and how easy they were to slaughter. She would make no attempt to let her presence be known and simply slipped after Sheogorath towards Riverclan.

Much like her sister, Mary also happened to appear wherever her family lingered. It was true, she abandoned them once but now Starclan would have to strike her down before she ever left again. The massive alabaster feline had never learned to swim and quite frankly she didn't want to. The need never came as cats couldn't hold their breath forever, they'd have to come ashore at one point and the beastly molly would be awaiting her prey. She took her rightful place besides her younger sister, eyeing the Riverclanner that approached dangerously. She noted his lingering gaze upon her kin and Mary wouldn't stand it, no filthy forest cat would have the pleasure of touching Eris, at least not under her venomous glare. A malicious snicker would bubble from the depths of her massive chest, finding his stutter rather amusing and she wouldn't bother hiding it. Still, the colossal maine coon would remain silent and awaited her father's response.

Mary would've liked to have the pleasure of dragging Lambstar but her father had beat her to the punch. With a snort, she followed behind him in case she managed to escape his iron grip. Having only rejoined recently, the colossal molly was excited to see how Bloodclan dealt with those they captured.

/my muse gave out rip