Rosewish || Mothclan Warrior

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Tallulah "Rose" | Rosepaw | Rosewish Female | 41 moons | ENFP Curly ginger, russet, and white with bluish green eyes Heterosexual Smells of catmint and violets Mothclan Warrior Stupid spitfire type Appearance Although she looks lithe and a bit on the smaller side, Tallulah is a rather sturdy one as she bears the structure of well-built breeds like Somali, Abyssinian, and La Perm. Her long-furred pelt of fiery russet fur is full of soft twists, some in long, coiled tendrils and others that just fall short of being full curls. These twists of fur are seen mostly on her joints and legs, as well as her neck, head and ears, and tail. The young she-cat's height is nowhere near that of average for her age, and this is due to being the runt of her litter. This hasn’t impacted her strength though; Tal is quite the little tank. While the majority of her pelt is solid in color with slight variation, she has a pair of dark brow marks like an Abyssinian and a bit of creamy white fur that colors a spot on her chest belly, her lower belly, underside of her thick tail, and her right forepaw. These sport the same premature coils matching the rest of her pelt as they jut out from between each of her toes. The young she-cat also bears large ears with tufts on their tips and bright green eyes with bluish hints. She used to sport a fancy turquoise collar with a golden buckle, but has since removed it. (Old art will likely still have this accessory.) Personality [Core Personality Traits] Spirited | Resilient | Tenacious | Intuitive | Cantankerous | Hot-Headed | Moronic Spirited and energetic are just a few choice words one would use to describe Rosewish right off the bat. One merely has to look at the cat once to know that she's a wild spirit who seems as if she is untamable. This boisterous behavior keeps her on her toes, as well as those around her, and while she can be quite annoying at times, the positive energy she emits is pretty contagious and can be found lifting little blue spells here and there for others. Because of such, she is not easily struck down in spirit, and even when she is, she is resilient and quick to bounce back from adversity. No matter how hard she is hit physically or emotionally, she's not one to stay down for long and often appears as a little beacon of light for others in terms of hope and drive. This also adds to how obnoxious her bull-headedness is... Rosewish is a tenacious fireball with plenty of energy to spare when it comes to doing anything and everything, and plenty of bite when it comes to retaliating against someone who believe differently than her. She's always willing to back up the things she believes in, even if its something absolutely stupid and pointless, and won't stand for anyone who tries to tell her otherwise. However, as if a gift from Starclan, Rosewish has a saving grace. She isn't very rational by any means, and coupled with fast-paced speed that always seemed to animate her, she is well known for rushing into things without thinking. However, that isn't to say she's a complete fool- in fact, almost any time Rosewish acts on her gut feeling, she tends to be correct with her actions. Intuitive in nature, one might say that her body is smarter than her brain. Yet despite this, Rosewish is still quite the cantankerous and hot-headed fool. All in all a little shit-starter, many find themselves quickly annoyed and frustrated with Rosewish, and this is usually because of a couple different things, but nothing tops her difficult personality. She is young at heart- immature, if you will- and a sometimes ornery cat who doesn't usually like seeing eye to eye with logic. She often finds herself partaking in heated arguments with others. It's pretty rare for the molly to back down from an exchange with even an older cat when its comes to an argument, and even more uncommon when she actually heeds the other cat's words sincerely. Although very welcoming and open in personality and intuition, it doesn't change that fact that Rosewish pretty much pulled the short stick in terms of intelligence. She's a very genuine cat when it comes to her words, but true to her nature as a former kittypet, she still more often than not comes off as moronic. She may be one of the wildest fires, but she's certainly not one of the brightest. And while some may find her idiocy comical at times, it's often more trouble that it's worth as stupidity has its way of making trouble wherever it goes. History Tallulah Rose was born to a pair of kittypet breeders who had about as much of a connection as a snail and a badger could have; her mother was a lovely, but dimwitted golden blonde La Perm named Honey Luck Gal, and an aggressive Somali-Abyssinian tom cat with a prime body type for the breed named Roscoe. The two were brought together by their twoleg owners for a time before they never had to see each other again. For that, the two were grateful. Gal did her best to care for her litter of four, but was not quite cut out for the task of motherhood and often received assistance from her twoleg keeper, thus the kittens were often handled by the twoleg themselves. They developed no fear for their furless companions in their early moons. Tallulah and her littermates had been split up as soon as they had been weaned, pulled from the family that only consisted of milk, soft food, and endless hours of playing with all sorts of colorful toys. Tal went to stay with a kind young twoleg and luckily remained within the same neighborhood as the twoleg whom claimed her brother Theo. Out of the family, the two were the closest as they often got together to play and chat. Gal, too, remains rather close as well, and the siblings occasionally visit their birdbrain of a mother. Nowadays Tallulah spends her time most often in her twolegs’ garden of violets, exploring the expanse of her neighborhood, and occasionally fighting the urge to take a peek about the wilderness that some of the other kittypets and stranger spread rumors of. Her goal is to perhaps meet with some of the wild ‘clan’ cats during the cold moons when coughs are frequent and the cats are in need of catmint- something she would readily offer from her owner’s garden. But, that would simply be a pipe dream, right? Ever since Longwing took off with her brand new kits, Tallulah had felt a crushing emptiness and boredom with her kittypet life. Finally deeming it unfitting for her, she took off to become a loner, working to the bone her ability to hunt and fight in the hopes of making it to one of the three clans with rekindled vigor. As of late, she's taken to learning Mothclan's patterns though she has been keeping a curious eye on Mistclan as well. She has been steering clear of Ivyclan, however. Over time, she gained the courage to strike out into the fire and somehow managed to join Mothclan with the help of a young warrior named Cherryhawk. This cat would turn out to become the newly-named Rosepaw's mentor and the russet she-cat felt quickly at home. Yes, it was all bizarre at first, but it was what she had been dreaming all er life for. She made strides to prove her worth and nothing worked more than acting in a key role to rescue one of Mothclan's own when Ruststripe ended up missing. Guiding Eveningblaze and company through the Twolegplace in a pickle, it was thanks to Rosepaw Mothclan lost no more clanmates that day. This ultimately resulted in the she-cat getting her warrior name finally; Rosewish. No other title better suited the dreamer. Now she is an active member of Mothclan despite her heritage and is in a far happier place. Relationships [Immediate Family] Father Roscoe | Kittypet Breeder | [Alive] "I never knew my father, but Mom said he was pretty. Pretty, but mean." Mother Honey Luck Gal | Kittypet Breeder | [Alive] "A sweet cat, but a bit of a ninny. She means well, but is stupid." Littermates Salim | Kittypet | [Alive] Amadelle | Kittypet | [Alive] Theodore | Kittypet | [Alive] "My brothers and sister. We played a lot when we were little, but we parted ways early on. I sometimes still meet with my brother Theo on occasion.” Offspring Luck-kit | Kittypet kit | [Deceased] Mintkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Violetkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Wingedkit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] Rosekit | Kittypet kit | [Alive] ”Hey hey!! Look at these things I made- they're warm, wiggly, and cute and I love them!!” [Extended Family] Owner Mallory Rose | Twoleg Owner | [Alive] "My owner or housefolk, as other pet cats call them. She's nice; she feeds me lots of treats, pets and plays with me often, and lets me explore outside the house as much as I want. I don't like her male companion though- I keep trying to tell her that he's bad news. I feel it in my gut!!" [Miscellaneous] Friends Longwing | Ivyclan warrior | [Alive] "My best friend ever!! He always has amazing stories to tell me about clan life and visits regularly. And I recently had his kits!! Isn't that cool?!" RP Example [RP from PokéPark on Pokefarm - Babayaga the Delphox] Honey gold eyes leered in the darkness of the rain which was now much stronger than the former sprinkle of droplets it had evolved from. A faint hiss sounded against the pattering of the shower overhead as the droplets evaporated off the plume of fur that the fox Pokemon donned. Babayaga's upper lip curled as a growl escaped her lungs, flattening her large ears to the best of her ability. With her thick tail lashing uneasily, the slender Delphox shrank back further into the underground, which seemed to grow tighter around her the further she moved. In her current size- even being one of the smaller creatures in the breed- was still much more problematic when it came to hiding. So easy it had been to shy away into a tangle of dense vegetation to avoid the rain as a Fennekin- even a Braixen. But now Baba seemed to be the brunt of nature's frustrations as the falling droplets broke through the barrier that the dark canopy of foresty trees had once held in strength before the thin membranes of the leaves grew heavy and limp with water. Sizzling. Sizzling was not good. It proved too loud of a sound, even for the rain-filled air that gave a soft splatter with every collision between the draining sky and accepting earth. It would only take one Pokemon with the keenest of hearing to pinpoint the sizzle- even higher chances that they would catch sight of the steam- and Baba was doomed. There was hardly a chance she could win a battle on a sunny day, let alone a heavily rainy one. The dangerous threat of being found was too much for the frantic creature to take and the towering Fox Pokemon tore off into a run on all four- appearing quite awkward albeit, but faster than she would've got it travelling upright on her hind legs. She had to get out of this drizzly wood and as she fled, a trail of steam followed more slowly in pursuit as it floated from her hissing pelt. It didn't take long for the Fire-Type to come across a cavern, and though it smelled of foreign scents that made her skin crawl with paranoia, the thought of remaining out in the cold wetness of the outside world when she was already becoming sopping wet was more than enough to send her packing into the cave without a hint of hesitation. Upon entering the stony mouth of the landscape, Baba had not an inkling as to where she was, what else was in inside with her, and how well she would fare before the weather let up. In an attempt to quash any feelings of terror or regret for entering the unusual cavern, the scrawny Delphox elicited a thin streak of flame from her honey-toned muzzle and grinned a bit at the sound of loud fizzling as the jet of fire evaporated what water she trailed in from the stone floor and charred a small portion of the area. And while the spot was still hot with embers, the tall fox creature hurriedly hunkered down and curled into as tight of a ball as she could ever get. The sudden warmth was enticing and drew a purr from deep within her throat, though the feeling was short-lived as the rest of her damp hide smothered out the lasting little lives of heat. But at least she could dry there in peace. ”Hopefully…”

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