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Published: 2016-06-19 19:31:38 +0000 UTC; Views: 964; Favourites: 48; Downloads: 0
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Description
that moment when you've been drawing event art for OakClan and CedarClan all weekendI took a break to draw Toadkit! I'll finish her personality soon.
Toadkit was designed and named by polaskia (Crowsand Litter Open )
Identification
Name: Toadkit
Name Meaning: for her pelt colouring and croak-like meow
Gender: She-Cat
Age: <6 moons
Mate: N/A
MegaClan: GrassClan
Clan: CloudClan
Past Clan(s): TundraClan of PineClan
Rank: Kitten
Apprentice: N/A
Mentor: N/A
Physical Information
Book Description: A fluffy dappled she-kit with curled ears
Phenotype: Longhaired tortie female with curled ears
Breed(s): Unknown - Domestic Longhair
Build: Large and wide
Fur Length: Long
Base Fur Colour: Black
Fur Colour Modifier(s): Tortoiseshell
Eyes: Green
Scars: N/A
Other: Large curled ears
Litter #: 6/6
Fertility: 7
Last Bred: Never
Strengths: Exploring, Climbing
Weaknesses: Clumsy, Slow
Psychological Information
Personality:
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Belief in StarClan:
Strengths: Compassionate, Supportive, Confident
Weaknesses: Distractible, Overly-Trusting
Historical Information
• Toadkit was born to Crowstar and Sandclaw in TundraClan
• A while after her birth, she was given to CloudClan during some negotiations
• Toadkit now lives in CloudClan and is under the care of Oatwhisker
[More history will be added as the role-play progresses]
Family:
Mother: Crowstar, Oatwhisker (adoptive)
Father: Sandclaw
Siblings: Black-kit (adoptive), Featherkit (adoptive), Mintkit (adoptive)
Offspring: N/A
Role-Play
Closed!
I Roleplay With:
O = Maybe, please ask!
✔ = Yes, this medium works well for role-playing
✘ = No, I do not prefer this type of medium for role-playing
Google Documents: ✔
Chat: ✔
Skype: ✘
Notes: ✔
Comments: ✘
Other: O
Roleplay Example: (from a role-play with captainshrubs )
Beetlekit sat in the shade of the great roots of the camp’s oak tree, his white-tipped tail twitching in annoyance. Some of the other kittens had said that they would play with him at sunhigh, yet here he was, alone. They had seemingly hidden around camp somewhere, but he couldn’t figure out where they had vanished to. The warriors he had asked had absent mindedly flicked a tail here or there in a vague direction, but the heat of the day had made everyone drained and tired. One of the elders said it was the hottest day of newleaf they had had so far, though Beetlekit had no way of telling if they were speaking the truth or not.
Giving a great yawn, the tom-kit stood and waddled back towards the direction of the nursery. If the other kittens didn’t want to play with him, then he would just have to play on his own! Beetlekit glanced around the camp a last time for the other kits before pulling out a small stash of pebbles and dried flowers. In boredom earlier that moon he had collected the objects and given them all names, pretending they were his own personal clan that he ruled over. Rolling the pebbles this way and that, he played out the imaginary cats’ lives as if he were StarClan themselves.