Mirepaw | Kit | Mistclan

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Mirekit | Mirepaw | Miredawn Female | 0 moons | ISTJ Thin, dusty black Abyssinian with muted olive eyes Bisexual Smells of wet musk and leaf litter Mistclan Apprentice Appearance A rather tall, slender she-kit with a very close coat and thin build. With a pelt as short as hers is, it is easy to make out the bumps of her joints and despite her mother's stocky build, she is rather fragile-looking. Her legs are long, though nowhere near clumsy in spite of being a kit and already, the large size of her dark ears are very apparent. She has a long, whip-like tail and an oddly intimidating air about her which makes her a bit unapproachable. Mirekit has the unusual pelt of a black-ticked Abyssinian, dark brown and sepia flecking her body of various tan hues. Coupled with her body shape, the she-kit had a very sleek look to her. To work in tandem with her appearance, Mirekit has a large pair of eyes, though almost always kept in a narrow slant that make her look serious and disinterested; most say they lack emotion. Such cool-looking pools are colored a muted olive, diluted a bit almost with grayish tones. She has long black whiskers, pale pink paw pads to match her nose, and very dark ears. Personality [Core Personality Traits] Calm | Reserved | Cold | Shy | Meek | Intuitive | Steadfast | Tender | Affectionate Miredawn is a calm, level-headed queen who stands out from the rest of those her age, but not quite for the same reason as most noticeable cats are. Instead of being amicable and fun-loving, Mirekit is a quiet, reserved she-cat who only seems to want to keep to herself. Oftentimes, she comes off as cold and indifferent with her flat, dull voice, but it is actually a result of her secretly shy and meek personality. Not that she really keeps this specifically to herself- simply, no one has taken the time to ask her about it. Miredawn is a very intelligent cat with great intuitive sense. She's clever and helpful, but never outwardly pompous or snide in her abilities, or particularly . She is a very mild and passive cat in all regards, but also incredibly steadfast. She's loyal and stands by her own core values, what she believes is right. Miredawn, despite all her chilly exterior, is actually a very tender and loving cat. Because of her shyness, it takes her a little while to reveal her affectionate side, but she loves very strongly those who have her heart.

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History

Mirekit was born to a cross-clan pair of warriors who wanted kits of their own; a pretty, but frantic Abyssinian queen from Mistclan, Foxflight, and a sweet black and white Mothclan warrior, Lightfoot. Born the second kit out of four, Mirekit is the calm, quiet big sister of the litter. Not one to play warrior or throw herself around, it's a wonder how she'll fare as an apprentice. Only time will tell.

Relationships

[Immediate Family]

Father
Lightfoot | Mothclan warrior | [Alive]
"pending"

Mother
Foxflight | Mistclan queen | [Alive]
"pending."

Littermates

Catuskit | Mothclan kit | [Alive]
”pending”
Fenkit | Mistclan kit | [Alive]
”pending”
Agavekit | Mothclan kit | [Alive]
”pending”


[Extended Family]

Adoptive Dad Aunt
Saltweed | Mistclan queen | [Alive]
”pending”

Adoptive Siblings/Cousins

Thistlekit | Mistclan kit | [Alive]
”pending”
Foxkit | Mistclan kit | [Alive]
”pending”


[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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