Fennelkit || Kit || Mothclan

[mewmehh]

Fennelkit Female | 2 moons | INFJ Curly, charcoal black with brassy eyes Demisexual Smells of milk and sweet anise Mothclan Kit Quirky, shy bookwormy type Appearance A petite, small-statured kit with a medium to long-furred pelt, Fennelkit looks like a miniature black version of her mother. Smallest of her littermates, she will likely not grow to be very large in adulthood, but the litheness of her frame foreshadows for a speedy and agile build. Fennelkit has dark, charcoal black fur covered in many tight and loose curls alike. Her tail isn't very long and her paws are rather small and delicate. She has large, bright eyes colored a deep yellow like brass and she often wears a wobbly, shy smile upon her soft facial features. Her appearance gives off a gentle vibe. Personality [Core Personality Traits] Reserved | Shy | Anxious | Quirky | Golden-Hearted | Genuine | Accountable | Charming A very mild-mannered cat, Fennelkit is a quiet, reserved little kit who is often found keeping to herself. She isn't much for making herself well known among her peers as her introverted personality and social anxiety generally allows for her to find discomfort when in the company of those unfamiliar to her. She comes off as shy because of this anxious air about her, and for her own benefit, it often deters others from forcing contact onto her. When made uneasy, Fennelkit shuts down a bit, slamming up her outer shell, until she deems it fit to come out again. Sometimes this can take as little as a moment to herself to a few days of solitude an lack of speech. However, when her shells has cracked in the warmth that comes from a rare friend, Fennelkit is actually quite the friendly, quirky cat with a who lot of zest when it comes to life. Her usual quietness often tends to mask these traits, but when not held back by her fears and anxiety, Fennelkit can act goofy and affectionate, and even a tad bit bold. It is only ever truly seen among those she finds undoubted comfort with, but it's these that she'll treasure and even fight tooth and nail to defend as her own safety net in the realm of social circles. Fennelkit is an overall golden-hearted cat, despite her faults, as she only holds the well being of others to heart. Her worries for others often overtake her own worries of self preservation, and while that in and of itself can pose a problem, it makes her own to be a very genuine and accountable cat. Trying her hardest to make everything work out in the best way possible and striving to help those in need even when she'd rather not, she is a cat cat if not in abilities, but in heart. And coupled with her tender, maiden-like qualities and personalty, Fennelkit is quite charming. History Fennelkit was born to a curly, little she-warrior of Mothclan, Lambcurl, and of two different fathers- one being Brighteyes of Mistclan and the other a pure mystery to everyone besides the queen herself. Despite being the youngest of the litter of six, Fennelkit is likely the runt of the litter, far smaller and scrawnier than her four other sisters and lone brother. Kithood will likely be an adventure for the skittish little kit, but she'll need it in order to grown the spine required for Apprenticehood in the coming moons. Relationships [Immediate Family] Father Brighteyes | Mistclan warrior | [Alive] "pending" Unknown | Kittypet/Loner/Rogue? | [Unknown] "pending" Mother Lambcurl | Mothclan warrior | [Alive] "pending." Littermates Eggkit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” Fluffkit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” ___kit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” ___kit | Mothclan kit | [Alive] ”pending” ___kit | 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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