Darkkit | Kit | Mothclan

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Darkkit Male | 2 moons | ESFP Smoky black with deep emerald eyes Heterosexual  Smells of milk and fern fronds Mothclan Kit Suave lover-boy type Appearance A fairly large, short-furred kit with a stout body structure and budding muscles. With a dark pelt promising to be thin as his parents' in the future, it'll be no surprise to see lean muscles rippling beneath it in no time. His legs are stocky and bears wide paws that he has yet to really grow into, leaving him to trip over on occasion. Bearing a sleek and glossy pelt of smoky jet black, Darkkit has a quite befitting name. His eyes are a dark blue at the current time, but will eventually develop into a deep, vivid emerald green like the Greenleaf forest's canopy. With this, he has a black nose and paw pads, and rather long claws for his age. Personality [Core Personality Traits] || Jovial || A very cheery and happy-go-lucky cat, Darkkit is very easy to get along with. He is quite approachable for strangers and well-known for making fast friends with most others due to his sociable nature. He keeps very positive and loves to have fun, making the most of his time. || Humorous || It isn't an uncommon sight for the young tom to be seen acting in a goofy fashion. As playful as he is, Darkkit is a fairly funny cat with a golden laugh and the burning desire to hear others' laugh as well. He can be either verbally funny or physically funny- usually without his intention. Yet, he is still a cat who had no problem laughing at himself. || Lecherous || Darkkit is a serious flirt, likely a trait taken from his father. He is fond of she-cats of all ages and varieties and makes good use of his time in hitting on and boasting to them. Using one to strike out, he doesn't seem to ever lose steam and usually bounced back from rejection with ease. Still, some may find his playful advances to be a little charming if nothing else. || Steadfast || Despite his flirtatious and loose personality, Darkkit is actually a very loyal cat who is wholly devoted to his friends and family. Nothing else comes before them, and his ideals are closely interlinked with his emotional ties to those close to him. He's one to stick to his guns for what or who he believes in and is quite vocal about this when it is mentioned. Because of this, he usually isn't easily swayed in regards to important matters. || Cheeky || Being a brazen little fur ball comes with the territory of being a shameless flirt and Darkkit is one such case. A very bold cat, he doesn't find himself flustered very frequently and is well-known for maybe crossing one or two boundaries when he ought not to. That isn't to say he is outright rude, but rather he's not one to understand where he should be embarrassed by the things he says or not. || Boisterous || Rambunctious and loud, Darkkit is a very animated cat with a lot of vigor. He carries with him a special brand of liveliness that often inspires excitement in others, which allows for him to be both a positive and negative influence on others depending on the circumstances. [Secondary Traits] Hardy Resilient and brave, Darkkit is one to tough it through a problem and come out stronger on the other side. Obtuse He is a fair bit dim-witted, often thinking with his muscles or manhood before his brain. Adaptable Darkkit is surprisingly flexible when it comes to change and has the capacity to fit the mold necessary of him with relative ease. Patient Despite his gung-ho attitude, Darkkit is quite level-headed and willing to listen to differing outlooks and opinions. Sweet Darkkit has a very domesticated nature and large heart open to all those willing to accept him as he is. Lackadaisical Easy-going, Darkkit isn't the most motivated cat and would rather spend his time doing what makes him happy instead of what others say he should be doing. This often makes him seem outwardly lazy. History Darkkit was born to a pair of Mothclan cats, a respectable tortoiseshell molly named Emberbrook, and a promiscuous ginger tabby named Lionstorm, alongside two brothers and a sister. Despite being the youngest of the litter in term of birthing order, Darkkit being last, he is already one of the largest of his siblings and has been seen throwing his weight around the nest without meaning to. It won't take long for the little big black kit to outgrow the Nursery and move onto Apprenticehood. Relationships [Immediate Family] Father Lionstorm | Mothclan warrior | [Alive] "pending" Mother Emberbrook | Mothclan warrior | [Alive] "pending." Littermates Redkit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” Scorchkit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” Leafkit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” [Extended Family] [Miscellaneous] Friends 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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