Post by Fireflake on Jul 1, 2018 22:06:08 GMT
Last updated November 8, 2018.
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Name: Debris
Gender: Female
Age: About 16 moons
Sexuality: Bisexual
Clan: None
Rank: Loner
Quote: "We'll always be together in our heads."
Appearance:
Debris has a dark red ticked pelt with faint tabby stripes that mainly only show on her forehead. She has plain, rounded brown eyes, slightly smaller than the average cat's. Her tail is thick although the fur is often thin from being worn down by her repeated grooming. The rest of her fur varies. She has small, wide ears with rounded tips. Overall, Debris's body is fairly proportionate and average-sized. She looks a lot like her Abyssinian mother.
Personality:
One of the most important things to know about Debris is that she loves and cares about her family and would do anything for them.
Another is that Debris never wants to fight. She tells everyone it's because she cares about other cats and doesn't want to see them hurt, but that's not her main reason. Her family knows that she's really just not strong enough fight effectively and is too scared to. Her clumsiness doesn't help her fighting ability. If she's scared or frightened enough, she might faint or just freeze up. Her fib about just caring about everyone too much isn't exactly a lie, though. She does wish the best for cats in general and does her best to be kind. Around her family, friends, and cats noticeably younger than her, this can take on a motherly tone. To protect herself and the cats around her, Debris will tell white lies or construct a full-on web of tales, depending on what is necessary.
Despite the way she tries to take care of others, Debris is not an adult. She particularly struggles with routine. She often finds herself dozing off in the middle of the day after staying up all night by accident. She grooms a lot, but never with any particular reason. She's just as likely to groom after hanging out all day as she is after jumping through puddles for three days straight. Debris also doesn't have a good sense of direction, which occasionally causes her to get lost and spend the day trying to get back home. She will often touch cats without even thinking about it because she's used to brushing against her littermates all day.
Another is that Debris never wants to fight. She tells everyone it's because she cares about other cats and doesn't want to see them hurt, but that's not her main reason. Her family knows that she's really just not strong enough fight effectively and is too scared to. Her clumsiness doesn't help her fighting ability. If she's scared or frightened enough, she might faint or just freeze up. Her fib about just caring about everyone too much isn't exactly a lie, though. She does wish the best for cats in general and does her best to be kind. Around her family, friends, and cats noticeably younger than her, this can take on a motherly tone. To protect herself and the cats around her, Debris will tell white lies or construct a full-on web of tales, depending on what is necessary.
Despite the way she tries to take care of others, Debris is not an adult. She particularly struggles with routine. She often finds herself dozing off in the middle of the day after staying up all night by accident. She grooms a lot, but never with any particular reason. She's just as likely to groom after hanging out all day as she is after jumping through puddles for three days straight. Debris also doesn't have a good sense of direction, which occasionally causes her to get lost and spend the day trying to get back home. She will often touch cats without even thinking about it because she's used to brushing against her littermates all day.
History:
Debris was born along with her three sisters(Snippet, Cardboard Box, and Socket), brother(Paper Towel), and other sibling(Stink) in a dumpster near a train station. They never knew their father, and were raised by their mother Delphine until they were eight moons old, at which point she disappeared. Despite searching for her, the littermates don't know where she went. They now depend on each other and have a close family bond. Debris has just been hanging out near the train station, playing with trash and her littermates. At about ten moons old, she and her siblings met a rogue named Ceder. At twelve moons, Debris set up a birthday party and gave all of her siblings gifts. At fourteen moons old, her brother Paper Towel went to visit IvyClan with Ceder. Debris found her sibling Stink dead soon after that.
