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The-Pink-Lake

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                               ✿ [ g e n e r a l ] ✿
[ name ] casper
[ gender ] dfab demigirl
[ pronouns ] she/her or they/them
[ age ] 11 months
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                               ✿ [ t r i b e . i n f o ] ✿
[ current tribe ] east
[ past tribe ] east
[ profession ] soldier student

[ level ] Beginner; One
[ mentor] n/a
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                               ✿ [ a p p e a r a n c e ] ✿
[ general ] Casper is a lithe, sturdy young white tabby, with dark brown and gray tabby points.

[ build ] When she was about 6 moons she had a sudden growth spurt which left her, while still small, a bit taller than most cats her age. With this, she is a bit stronger than most, if not a bit clumsy while getting used to her size, but still exceptionally good with her powers and training.
[ pelt ] Her pelt is short and thin, and while may appear rather stiff, it does have a soft plumy texture to it. The fur on her tail is longer, however, and gives it a bushy squirrel-like appearance. With the majority of her pelt a creamy white shade, it fades to a soft brown and a deep gray at her extremities, and her entire coat has swirling tabby stripes throughout.
[ eyes ] Casper has what is called "central heterochromia", wherein while most of her iris is a dark, creamy brown, the area around her pupil is surrounded by gentle blue. In her right eye, there are a few flecks of blue that strayed from the central patch, and in her left there is a stripe of blue that reached to the outer edge of her iris. There's a lot going on in her eyes.
[ scent ] Similar to most East Tribe members, the heavy, choking scent of smoke lies deep in this feline's pelt, clinging to their fur and lingering to everything they touch.
[ scars ] With their struggles to contain and master their powers and pushing themself too far at times they have burnt up their paw pads quiet a bit.

[ accessories ] Casper typically doesn't bare much in terms of accessories, as she figures too much would get in the way of her training. On most days she's usually only seen with dirty bandages around her front paws, and her stone hanging from a necklace around her neck.
[ stone ] orange opal

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                               ✿ [ r e l a t i o n s ] ✿
[ status ] open

[ sexual orientation ] homosexual
[ romantic orientation ] polyromantic

[ looking for ] While she is not interested in relationships at the moment, she knows she wants to be in a serious, heartfelt relationship. Messing around and seeing other cats on the side is something she does not want to be a part of. That being said she would never jump into anything too quickly. Being sure of her feelings is a must before getting into anything.
[ preferences ] TBA

[ relationships ]
    . key.

xx : blah blah

xx : blah blah
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                               ✿ [ p e r s o n a l i t y ] ✿
[ overview ] blunt | vengeful | considerate | helpful | reserved | pessimistic | impressionable | aloof | active
               blunt : This wing doesn't like to sugar-coat things. Things are how they are, and it prickles her pelt to hear other's try to say it any other way. For better or for worse, Casper tends to speak her mind on most matters. Honesty can be a good quality, when offered first. If she feels a certain way, she will let's it be known, and without any thought of other's feelings. On most occasions this tends to me more of a subconscious reflex, as she'll often catch herself off guard afterwards. So if you want someone's true thoughts on something, or want the true story, it's safe to say you'll get just that from Cas.
               vengeful : Feeling like they've lost a battle is an utterly dreadful feeling to Casper. And feeling like they've lost to fate is even worse. They constantly seek revenge in even the smallest of things, and usually can’t feel complete unless they have. There’s a sense of small-ness that takes over them if they’re left without the means to get that revenge. This makes them extremely fierce in training and battle, which could lead to some problems in the future.

               considerate : This young feline tends to be acutely aware of how other’s may be affected emotionally and physically in her actions. She knows from experience that cats can be suffering behind any sort of mask they might put up, and tries to keep her own problems out of the way when it comes to others. She is very careful to not cause any troubles for other cats; unless they cross her first of course.

               helpful : When not brooding, Casper is actually a rather helpful student. They love assisting their fellow wings in training and helping others with duties. It has been a part of their personality since they were a kit, and they doubt they’ll ever really grow out of it. When they see others in need, they reach out to help no matter their own circumstances. It’s how their mother raised them, and the thought of letting her down keeps them going.

               reserved : Expressing heavy emotions leaves Casper feeling rather exposed and vulnerable; something she hates. Thus, this wing has become rather reserved when it comes to such things. While she’s not afraid of expressing her opinion, reaching out to others with her emotions is rather difficult for her. Not exactly in a shy sense, but rather a shield of sorts. Getting close to others can lead to her getting hurt, and so she tries to avoid it but not getting close in the first place. However, when she does open up to another, she can get a bit clingy.

               pessimistic : Since her mother’s disappearance, Casper has fallen into some-what of a depression. She’s quick to look on the bad sides of things, whether for better or for worse. In her mind it simply feels safer to assume the worst, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting when she’s right.

               impressionable : Being a young cat, they are very easily influenced in their day-to-day life. While they still do have their own opinions and ideas, it doesn’t take much to change those things. A short talk or a simple example of how they could possibly be wrong can change their thoughts on things like the flip of a coin, leaving their mind to be a bit messy with their thoughts.

               aloof : Overall Casper is rather elusive and distant from her fellow Tribe-mates. She gives off a sort of loner vibe, and while she does care for her Tribe and few friends, it tends to be mostly inwardly. It’s mostly a bad habit she plans to break, but just not now. Expressing herself leaves her feeling defenseless, as said before.

active : Training is more or less her favorite part of the day. This young cat's energy seems to be limitless when it comes to such things, which is a good thing considering how much she enjoys it. Casper's constantly looking for a way to get out and about, whether it be a jog about the territory or battle training with other wings.

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                              ✿   [ h i s t o r y ] ✿
[ chapter 01 ] Casper’s mother and father were both dedicated soldiers. Their loyalty to their tribe was unwavering, just as was their loyalty to each other. It came as no surprise to anyone when the couple announced they were going to be having kits. While the she-cat was a bit reluctant to give up her duties, she was extremely happy to soon be a mother. The pregnancy went along without any general troubles, aside from the queen attempting to sneak out of camp to stretch from time to time, and one foggy morning she had given birth to one small she-kit. The couple were as happy as could be, and the new mother swore to love and protect their daughter with all of her heart. So when the she-cat disappeared one night when Casper was just a few moons old, it left every cat baffled. The kit was just 4 moons old when she woke one night to see that she was alone in their nest, and fear immediately filled the small feline. Calling out for her mother, Casper ended up waking most of the tribe, and once word was given to the general that the queen had gone without a word to anycat, search parties were sent out. Casper’s father was just as frantic as she was when he heard the news, and lead the main search party out. They searched from the mid of night long into the morning, and every time a search party returned they would report the same thing. The she-cat was nowhere to be found. Her mate was torn, and refused to stop searching, leaving Casper alone and confused. Where did she go? Did she not love her anymore? The mother had shown no signs of disappearing in the days before it happened. She was as close as could b to her daughter, and loved her dearly. The young kit retreated into a shell of sorts after the disappearance of her mother, and a strong fear overtook her life. What if her father left her too? Or any cat that got to close? While she still kept her friends in the tribe, Cas put up an emotional barrier of sorts. She didn’t want to let any other cats too close just to lose them again.
[ currently ] Like her parents, Casper returned after her ceremony to find that she too would be a soldier. Her father had grown distant since she began her training, causing her to subconsciously push herself harder to get his attention and approval. Although, with this she hasn’t many friends, and has been struggling with depression alone for a few moons. Typically, she works more on her training to distract herself on the darker days. As of lately she’s been straying from the training grounds and exploring borders more, thus leading to some interesting encounters.

______________________________
                              ✿   [ r o l e p l a y ] ✿

[ ratings ] g ✓ | pg ✓ | pg-13 ✓| m ✓
[ methods ] notes ✓ | skype ✓ | google docs ✓ | comments ✗

[ example ] The life of spring was all around, filling the forest to the brim with energy. Tree branches danced and quaked in the warm breezes, carrying bits of pollen this way and that and filling the western forest with a song; a song to which a single feline hummed along with as she sat unaccompanied in her den. As her voice filled her den high in a tree, her dull eyes scanned over the various things scattered out in front of her. She had just returned from an early morning expedition to the North boarder to meet and exchange goods with an old friend of her’s, and was quiet excited about how these goods could be used in future projects. Reaching out a small paw, she gently touched a few stones she was given. They were cold under her pads, and all were smooth except for a single scratch on one of them. Pulling away, her eyes fluttered closed for a moment and the stones rose in a soft green aura. The soft tune she had been humming came to a pause as the pallid feline stood to get a better look to some of the stones, while her friend’s words echoed through her mind. These were special stones, ones that shared a peaceful ring with the air once they met with the surface of another. The North triber said she had no use for them, but Jake knew exactly what she could do with them. With a few strings, a circle of wood, and a gentle breeze, imagine the tunes they would make! Pleased with her idea, she gently set them down on a table, brought together her materials and work tools, and began her tinkering.

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Description

The-Pink-Lake

______________________________
                               ✿ [ g e n e r a l ] ✿
[ name ] casper
[ gender ] dfab demigirl
[ pronouns ] she/her or they/them
[ age ] 11 months
______________________________
                               ✿ [ t r i b e . i n f o ] ✿
[ current tribe ] east
[ past tribe ] east
[ profession ] soldier student

[ level ] Beginner; One
[ mentor] n/a
______________________________
                               ✿ [ a p p e a r a n c e ] ✿
[ general ] Casper is a lithe, sturdy young white tabby, with dark brown and gray tabby points.

[ build ] When she was about 6 moons she had a sudden growth spurt which left her, while still small, a bit taller than most cats her age. With this, she is a bit stronger than most, if not a bit clumsy while getting used to her size, but still exceptionally good with her powers and training.
[ pelt ] Her pelt is short and thin, and while may appear rather stiff, it does have a soft plumy texture to it. The fur on her tail is longer, however, and gives it a bushy squirrel-like appearance. With the majority of her pelt a creamy white shade, it fades to a soft brown and a deep gray at her extremities, and her entire coat has swirling tabby stripes throughout.
[ eyes ] Casper has what is called "central heterochromia", wherein while most of her iris is a dark, creamy brown, the area around her pupil is surrounded by gentle blue. In her right eye, there are a few flecks of blue that strayed from the central patch, and in her left there is a stripe of blue that reached to the outer edge of her iris. There's a lot going on in her eyes.
[ scent ] Similar to most East Tribe members, the heavy, choking scent of smoke lies deep in this feline's pelt, clinging to their fur and lingering to everything they touch.
[ scars ] With their struggles to contain and master their powers and pushing themself too far at times they have burnt up their paw pads quiet a bit.

[ accessories ] Casper typically doesn't bare much in terms of accessories, as she figures too much would get in the way of her training. On most days she's usually only seen with dirty bandages around her front paws, and her stone hanging from a necklace around her neck.
[ stone ] orange opal

______________________________
                               ✿ [ r e l a t i o n s ] ✿
[ status ] open

[ sexual orientation ] homosexual
[ romantic orientation ] polyromantic

[ looking for ] While she is not interested in relationships at the moment, she knows she wants to be in a serious, heartfelt relationship. Messing around and seeing other cats on the side is something she does not want to be a part of. That being said she would never jump into anything too quickly. Being sure of her feelings is a must before getting into anything.
[ preferences ] TBA

[ relationships ]
    . key.

xx : blah blah

xx : blah blah
______________________________
                               ✿ [ p e r s o n a l i t y ] ✿
[ overview ] blunt | vengeful | considerate | helpful | reserved | pessimistic | impressionable | aloof | active
               blunt : This wing doesn't like to sugar-coat things. Things are how they are, and it prickles her pelt to hear other's try to say it any other way. For better or for worse, Casper tends to speak her mind on most matters. Honesty can be a good quality, when offered first. If she feels a certain way, she will let's it be known, and without any thought of other's feelings. On most occasions this tends to me more of a subconscious reflex, as she'll often catch herself off guard afterwards. So if you want someone's true thoughts on something, or want the true story, it's safe to say you'll get just that from Cas.
               vengeful : Feeling like they've lost a battle is an utterly dreadful feeling to Casper. And feeling like they've lost to fate is even worse. They constantly seek revenge in even the smallest of things, and usually can’t feel complete unless they have. There’s a sense of small-ness that takes over them if they’re left without the means to get that revenge. This makes them extremely fierce in training and battle, which could lead to some problems in the future.

               considerate : This young feline tends to be acutely aware of how other’s may be affected emotionally and physically in her actions. She knows from experience that cats can be suffering behind any sort of mask they might put up, and tries to keep her own problems out of the way when it comes to others. She is very careful to not cause any troubles for other cats; unless they cross her first of course.

               helpful : When not brooding, Casper is actually a rather helpful student. They love assisting their fellow wings in training and helping others with duties. It has been a part of their personality since they were a kit, and they doubt they’ll ever really grow out of it. When they see others in need, they reach out to help no matter their own circumstances. It’s how their mother raised them, and the thought of letting her down keeps them going.

               reserved : Expressing heavy emotions leaves Casper feeling rather exposed and vulnerable; something she hates. Thus, this wing has become rather reserved when it comes to such things. While she’s not afraid of expressing her opinion, reaching out to others with her emotions is rather difficult for her. Not exactly in a shy sense, but rather a shield of sorts. Getting close to others can lead to her getting hurt, and so she tries to avoid it but not getting close in the first place. However, when she does open up to another, she can get a bit clingy.

               pessimistic : Since her mother’s disappearance, Casper has fallen into some-what of a depression. She’s quick to look on the bad sides of things, whether for better or for worse. In her mind it simply feels safer to assume the worst, but that doesn’t stop it from hurting when she’s right.

               impressionable : Being a young cat, they are very easily influenced in their day-to-day life. While they still do have their own opinions and ideas, it doesn’t take much to change those things. A short talk or a simple example of how they could possibly be wrong can change their thoughts on things like the flip of a coin, leaving their mind to be a bit messy with their thoughts.

               aloof : Overall Casper is rather elusive and distant from her fellow Tribe-mates. She gives off a sort of loner vibe, and while she does care for her Tribe and few friends, it tends to be mostly inwardly. It’s mostly a bad habit she plans to break, but just not now. Expressing herself leaves her feeling defenseless, as said before.

active : Training is more or less her favorite part of the day. This young cat's energy seems to be limitless when it comes to such things, which is a good thing considering how much she enjoys it. Casper's constantly looking for a way to get out and about, whether it be a jog about the territory or battle training with other wings.

______________________________
                              ✿   [ h i s t o r y ] ✿
[ chapter 01 ] Casper’s mother and father were both dedicated soldiers. Their loyalty to their tribe was unwavering, just as was their loyalty to each other. It came as no surprise to anyone when the couple announced they were going to be having kits. While the she-cat was a bit reluctant to give up her duties, she was extremely happy to soon be a mother. The pregnancy went along without any general troubles, aside from the queen attempting to sneak out of camp to stretch from time to time, and one foggy morning she had given birth to one small she-kit. The couple were as happy as could be, and the new mother swore to love and protect their daughter with all of her heart. So when the she-cat disappeared one night when Casper was just a few moons old, it left every cat baffled. The kit was just 4 moons old when she woke one night to see that she was alone in their nest, and fear immediately filled the small feline. Calling out for her mother, Casper ended up waking most of the tribe, and once word was given to the general that the queen had gone without a word to anycat, search parties were sent out. Casper’s father was just as frantic as she was when he heard the news, and lead the main search party out. They searched from the mid of night long into the morning, and every time a search party returned they would report the same thing. The she-cat was nowhere to be found. Her mate was torn, and refused to stop searching, leaving Casper alone and confused. Where did she go? Did she not love her anymore? The mother had shown no signs of disappearing in the days before it happened. She was as close as could b to her daughter, and loved her dearly. The young kit retreated into a shell of sorts after the disappearance of her mother, and a strong fear overtook her life. What if her father left her too? Or any cat that got to close? While she still kept her friends in the tribe, Cas put up an emotional barrier of sorts. She didn’t want to let any other cats too close just to lose them again.
[ currently ] Like her parents, Casper returned after her ceremony to find that she too would be a soldier. Her father had grown distant since she began her training, causing her to subconsciously push herself harder to get his attention and approval. Although, with this she hasn’t many friends, and has been struggling with depression alone for a few moons. Typically, she works more on her training to distract herself on the darker days. As of lately she’s been straying from the training grounds and exploring borders more, thus leading to some interesting encounters.

______________________________
                              ✿   [ r o l e p l a y ] ✿

[ ratings ] g ✓ | pg ✓ | pg-13 ✓| m ✓
[ methods ] notes ✓ | skype ✓ | google docs ✓ | comments ✗

[ example ] The life of spring was all around, filling the forest to the brim with energy. Tree branches danced and quaked in the warm breezes, carrying bits of pollen this way and that and filling the western forest with a song; a song to which a single feline hummed along with as she sat unaccompanied in her den. As her voice filled her den high in a tree, her dull eyes scanned over the various things scattered out in front of her. She had just returned from an early morning expedition to the North boarder to meet and exchange goods with an old friend of her’s, and was quiet excited about how these goods could be used in future projects. Reaching out a small paw, she gently touched a few stones she was given. They were cold under her pads, and all were smooth except for a single scratch on one of them. Pulling away, her eyes fluttered closed for a moment and the stones rose in a soft green aura. The soft tune she had been humming came to a pause as the pallid feline stood to get a better look to some of the stones, while her friend’s words echoed through her mind. These were special stones, ones that shared a peaceful ring with the air once they met with the surface of another. The North triber said she had no use for them, but Jake knew exactly what she could do with them. With a few strings, a circle of wood, and a gentle breeze, imagine the tunes they would make! Pleased with her idea, she gently set them down on a table, brought together her materials and work tools, and began her tinkering.

______________________________