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Description

updated ref for 2018

I D E N T I T Y

Name: Muddypuddle
Past Names: Crumb, Muddy Paws, Muddypaw
Nickname(s): Mudpuds; Muddy; Puds

Prefix: Muddy
Suffix: puddle

Age: 22 moons
Sex: female (trans tom)

Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: N/A
Mentor: Crookedstar

Scent: Dead leaves, mud, and rain.
Voice: androgynous; kind of raspy

A P P E A R A N C E

Book Description: Stout tom with shaggy gray fur with black splotches and a white underside. His paws are almost always caked with mud.

Breed: moggy
Fur Length: longer than average.
Build: Short, stocky, chubby
Pelt Texture: Thick, clumpy.

Pawpads and Nose: tan pads, black nose.
Eyes: Light blue.

Weight: 10 lbs
Height: 9 inches at the shoulder

Injuries | Disabilities | Scars: huge scar on his front-left pawpad, but it's unnoticeable covered in mud.

S T A T I S T I C S

Senses
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Sight
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Hearing
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Taste
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Smell
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Touch

  Statistics
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Strength
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Intelligence
  ●●●●●●●○○○ - Endurance
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Speed
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Agility
  ●●●●○○○○○○ - Jumping
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Climbing
  ●●●●○○○○○○ - Stealth

  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Crafting/artistic skills
○○○○○○○○○○ - Herbal Knowledge
○○○○○○○○○○ - Kitting Knowledge

  Daily Life
○○○○○○○○○○ - Leadership
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Loyalty
  ●●●●●●○○○○ - Memory
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Ability to learn
○○○○○○○○○○ - Swimming
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Tactician

  Beliefs
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Starclan
  ●○○○○○○○○○ - Dark Forest
  ●●●●●●●●●○ - Curses

P E R S O N A L I T Y.

(Positive) | At least 3
Observant, resourceful, quick-thinking.

(Neutral) | At least 3
Secretive, sarcastic, mischievous

(Negative) | At least 3
Arrogant, sloppy, unsociable, unmotivated

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Mother/Adoptive Mother:
Father/Adoptive Father:

Grand Mothers/Adoptive Grand Mothers:
Grand Fathers/Adoptive Grand Fathers:

Aunts/Adoptive Aunts:
Uncles/Adoptive Uncles:
Cousins/Adoptive Cousins:

Littermates:

Other siblings/Adoptive siblings:

Mate:
Kits/Adoptive Kits:
Grand-Kits/Adoptive Grand-kits:

Status:

Current Mate:
Mentor/Former Mentor: Crookedstar

Apprentice:

H I S T O R Y

Kit: Lived with housefolk since he was a kit. Named Crumb. Adopted into a new twoleg nest at 2 moons old, by two adult twolegs with one twoleg kit. They nicknamed him Big-boy. They never checked his sex and assumed he was male, so he went with it. Ran away at 8 moons old when the twolegs brought a dog into the house.

Apprentice: He'd hang around the edge of Twolegplace, often staring into the wilderness. When he first learned of wild cats living out there, he asked around for more information. Kittypets told him of the Clan cats. After learning some basic things about them, he set off into the forest. It had just rained the night before, so he got mud all over his fur on the treck through DuskClan's territory. It was a matter of time before he was approached by a patrol of cats. When asked what he was doing on their territory, he responded:

"I'd like to join your... Clan? Uh. Yes. I will hunt for you and provide for your kits. My name is uh..." He looked down at his paws. "Muddy... Paws. Yes. Muddy Paws. Please let me join." He'd never admit he was previously a kittypet.

Warrior: After his naming ceremony, Muddypuddle doesn't like to hang around the camp as much.

Deputy:

Medicine cat:

Leader:

T R I V I A

Favourites: Warm, windy weather. Dry moss. Being right.

Likes: Shelter from tree, cloudy days, the scent of herbs. Wallowing on the forest floor.

Dislikes: Being bossed around or scolded. Soggy fur. Mud.

Goals: "I Just want to become a respected clan member... Or maybe become a medicine cat? And deputy? No-- LEADER! START MY OWN CLAN AND CREATE A REVOLUTION AMONG THE SWAMP--"

R O L E P L A Y

Timezone: Mountain Time, USA (GMT)

RP Method:

✔ ||Notes

✘ ||Comments

✘ ||Skype

✔ ||Chatrooms/Chatzy

✔✔✔✔ ||Discord

RP Form:

✔ ||Paragraph

✔ ||Text (1-2 sentences)

✔ ||First Person

✔ ||Third Person

RP Rating:

✔ ||G/PG

✔ ||PG + 13

✘ ||M

Sample:

Crumb's paws sank through the dank earth as he slogged through marshy territory. "What cat in their right mind would choose to live here," he mumbled to himself. He tasted the air: nothing but the scent of pine sap and rain. And mud. No sign of any cats yet. Don't they have a scent-marked border? He could've sworn he'd heard that from some twolegplace rogues...

After slipping on the rain-slicked earth, he sat up, glaring at the ground with frustration. Oh, duh. Why don't I just walk on the fallen pine needles? He tested one paw on the spongy pile, then another, lifting his first paw: pine needles clung to his wet, muddy pads. Of course. Flicking off the pine needles, he looked up, ready to continue his journey to find DuskClan.

Description

updated ref for 2018

I D E N T I T Y

Name: Muddypuddle
Past Names: Crumb, Muddy Paws, Muddypaw
Nickname(s): Mudpuds; Muddy; Puds

Prefix: Muddy
Suffix: puddle

Age: 22 moons
Sex: female (trans tom)

Clan: DuskClan
Rank: Warrior
Apprentice: N/A
Mentor: Crookedstar

Scent: Dead leaves, mud, and rain.
Voice: androgynous; kind of raspy

A P P E A R A N C E

Book Description: Stout tom with shaggy gray fur with black splotches and a white underside. His paws are almost always caked with mud.

Breed: moggy
Fur Length: longer than average.
Build: Short, stocky, chubby
Pelt Texture: Thick, clumpy.

Pawpads and Nose: tan pads, black nose.
Eyes: Light blue.

Weight: 10 lbs
Height: 9 inches at the shoulder

Injuries | Disabilities | Scars: huge scar on his front-left pawpad, but it's unnoticeable covered in mud.

S T A T I S T I C S

Senses
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Sight
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Hearing
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Taste
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Smell
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Touch

  Statistics
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Strength
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Intelligence
  ●●●●●●●○○○ - Endurance
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Speed
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Agility
  ●●●●○○○○○○ - Jumping
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Climbing
  ●●●●○○○○○○ - Stealth

  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Crafting/artistic skills
○○○○○○○○○○ - Herbal Knowledge
○○○○○○○○○○ - Kitting Knowledge

  Daily Life
○○○○○○○○○○ - Leadership
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Loyalty
  ●●●●●●○○○○ - Memory
  ●●●○○○○○○○ - Ability to learn
○○○○○○○○○○ - Swimming
  ●●●●●○○○○○ - Tactician

  Beliefs
  ●●○○○○○○○○ - Starclan
  ●○○○○○○○○○ - Dark Forest
  ●●●●●●●●●○ - Curses

P E R S O N A L I T Y.

(Positive) | At least 3
Observant, resourceful, quick-thinking.

(Neutral) | At least 3
Secretive, sarcastic, mischievous

(Negative) | At least 3
Arrogant, sloppy, unsociable, unmotivated

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Mother/Adoptive Mother:
Father/Adoptive Father:

Grand Mothers/Adoptive Grand Mothers:
Grand Fathers/Adoptive Grand Fathers:

Aunts/Adoptive Aunts:
Uncles/Adoptive Uncles:
Cousins/Adoptive Cousins:

Littermates:

Other siblings/Adoptive siblings:

Mate:
Kits/Adoptive Kits:
Grand-Kits/Adoptive Grand-kits:

Status:

Current Mate:
Mentor/Former Mentor: Crookedstar

Apprentice:

H I S T O R Y

Kit: Lived with housefolk since he was a kit. Named Crumb. Adopted into a new twoleg nest at 2 moons old, by two adult twolegs with one twoleg kit. They nicknamed him Big-boy. They never checked his sex and assumed he was male, so he went with it. Ran away at 8 moons old when the twolegs brought a dog into the house.

Apprentice: He'd hang around the edge of Twolegplace, often staring into the wilderness. When he first learned of wild cats living out there, he asked around for more information. Kittypets told him of the Clan cats. After learning some basic things about them, he set off into the forest. It had just rained the night before, so he got mud all over his fur on the treck through DuskClan's territory. It was a matter of time before he was approached by a patrol of cats. When asked what he was doing on their territory, he responded:

"I'd like to join your... Clan? Uh. Yes. I will hunt for you and provide for your kits. My name is uh..." He looked down at his paws. "Muddy... Paws. Yes. Muddy Paws. Please let me join." He'd never admit he was previously a kittypet.

Warrior: After his naming ceremony, Muddypuddle doesn't like to hang around the camp as much.

Deputy:

Medicine cat:

Leader:

T R I V I A

Favourites: Warm, windy weather. Dry moss. Being right.

Likes: Shelter from tree, cloudy days, the scent of herbs. Wallowing on the forest floor.

Dislikes: Being bossed around or scolded. Soggy fur. Mud.

Goals: "I Just want to become a respected clan member... Or maybe become a medicine cat? And deputy? No-- LEADER! START MY OWN CLAN AND CREATE A REVOLUTION AMONG THE SWAMP--"

R O L E P L A Y

Timezone: Mountain Time, USA (GMT)

RP Method:

✔ ||Notes

✘ ||Comments

✘ ||Skype

✔ ||Chatrooms/Chatzy

✔✔✔✔ ||Discord

RP Form:

✔ ||Paragraph

✔ ||Text (1-2 sentences)

✔ ||First Person

✔ ||Third Person

RP Rating:

✔ ||G/PG

✔ ||PG + 13

✘ ||M

Sample:

Crumb's paws sank through the dank earth as he slogged through marshy territory. "What cat in their right mind would choose to live here," he mumbled to himself. He tasted the air: nothing but the scent of pine sap and rain. And mud. No sign of any cats yet. Don't they have a scent-marked border? He could've sworn he'd heard that from some twolegplace rogues...

After slipping on the rain-slicked earth, he sat up, glaring at the ground with frustration. Oh, duh. Why don't I just walk on the fallen pine needles? He tested one paw on the spongy pile, then another, lifting his first paw: pine needles clung to his wet, muddy pads. Of course. Flicking off the pine needles, he looked up, ready to continue his journey to find DuskClan.