Description
time to reuse old art to satisfy my craving for cats
Basics--
Name: Bee
(Often calls herself Beeleaf around clan cats in hopes of inspiring some kind of solidarity with them. Little does she know her fake warrior name is actually a pun.)
Sex: Female
Gender: Female
Pronouns:
she/her
Age: 34 moons
Physical information
Brief description: A small lanky she cat, Bee looks like she's built more for flight than fight. Her angular face and large ears are certainly attention grabbing but not to everyone's taste. She carries herself with caution, not fear.
Breed: Oriental Shorthair (Dilute Tortie)
Pelt: Short and thin, she's not exactly built for cold weather. Her fur is reasonably soft at least.
Eyes: Green
Nose/Pawpads: Pink
Height:
Weight: 7 lb.
Ability Statistics
(1-10 - ex. 6/10)
Moor hunting: 9/10
Forest hunting: 3/10
Marsh hunting: 3/10
Swimming: 4/10
Fishing: 4/10
Intelligence: 9/10
Speed: 8/10
Stamina: 4/10
Offence: 7/10
Defense: 3/10
Patrolling: 5/10
Mentoring: 4/10
Medicine: 1/10
Sight: 8/10
Scenting: 5/10
Hearing: 9/10
Belief in The Lost: 40/100 (She's curious but pretty agnostic. Bee grew up listening to her father talk about the Lost but has never seen proof.)
Loyalty to their clan: --/100 (Would be like 90/100 if she joined one)
Personality
Positive
+Intelligent
It's certainly the strongest of her traits. It comes through in the way she speaks, all witty quips and fresh ideas, and acts, Bee is always thinking ahead. She always approaches what's laid out before her with a solid plan in mind. Sometimes her plans are a little too off the wall and overly complicated but it usually works out in the end.
+Kind
Hidden under an aloof exterior but it's there. Bee can't leave a cat in need. She does her best to help others where she can while bearing in mind that she can't save everyone and not everyone wants to be saved.
+Loyal
Kindness to strangers is one thing but for her friends and family (and perhaps clan some day clan) there is nothing she won't sacrifice. Fight for you, kill for you, die for you- it doesn't matter. Bee fully expects this kind of dedication in return and is kinda dumb founded when it isn't
=Snarky
As I said before she's just chock full of wit. She won't hesitate to rip someone a new one if she feels scorned or just give a few, light verbal jabs to her loved ones.
=Competitive
Bee has a competitive streak a mile wide. She wants to be the best at whatever she puts her mind to and she wants people to know she's the best. It's hard to work her up into a competitive frenzy but it's even harder to get her to tone it down when she's riled.
=Cautious
"Look before you leap" defines Bee's view of things pretty well. She's not one to risk herself if she can help it. In extreme cases she can throw caution to the wind but its rare.
Negative
-Stubborn
Be is never one to leave things half done- even if it's better to quit while she's ahead. When she has her heart set on something she relents for no one and nothing.
-Proud
Not necessarily arrogant but Bee does take pride in herself and her abilities. She's slow to forgive those that make her look foolish in front of others.
-Secretive
Unless you can pry back that tough outer shell your not going to know much about her other than a name- a fake name possibly. Her father's dishonorable history makes her hesitant to reveal anything about her upbringing.
Relationship Information
Sexual Orientation: Demisexual
Gender Preference: Panromantic
Activity: nah
Likes: Pretty indifferent as far as appears, likes cats that can keep her warm at night. Smart, witty, someone that isn't easily offended and engages in some verbal "jousting" so to speak. they'll have to initiate the relationship though
Dislikes: Boring cats, cats that are disloyal or fickle with their feelings.
Crush: nah
Mate:nah
Former partner(s): nah
Offspring: nah
First litter: Blackbird, Corvid, Pip
Second litter:
Third litter:
Family Information
Mother: Suzy (deceased)
Father: Swiftridge (deceased)
Sibling(s): Sunny (deceased), Gale (deceased)
Other relations:
Education
Mentor: (kinda Swiftridge?? but no)
Student(s): nah
Learning Ability: Very fast learner- and a very stubborn one too. She will learn it or die trying.
History
Kit:
Bee's mother, Suzy, was a starving loner. Born blind and without a clan to train her, she survived off the kindness of other cats willing to help her. Her companions rarely stayed with her for more than a few days- at least until she met Swiftridge. The poor Hawkclan warrior was smitten. He'd go missing from his clan for hours throughout the day to spend time with the pretty cream colored she-cat. When Suzy became pregnant e disappeared from Hawkclan completely. Tragically, two of the three kits she'd carried were stillborn. Only little Bee survived into kittenhood. They were a close-nit family on the fringes of Hawkclan territory. Swiftridge knew the patrols well enough to avoid them. When Bee was old enough he trained her as a mentor might an apprentice. She grew up learning all about the clans and their beliefs- Bee was mystified and fascinated. Still, she was far too content with her current life to leave her family.
Adult:
Her life was a peaceful one for the most part. With age came confidence, and eventually she spread her wings and began investigating the other territories. Bee was caught in a few scuffles, clancats and rogues alike, but her father had made sure that she was well equipped to handle them. A storm struck during one of her recent walk abouts and she was stuck for some time, huddled up as safely as she could be at the fringes of Foxclans territory. Understandably startled she made her way home- only to find that the burrow her family resided in had collapsed during the storm. He family was no where to be seen.
Now she slinks from territory to territory alone. Her need to connect with her father's warrior roots even stronger than ever.
Other:
(I'm open to plotting some past interactions with Bee and other ocs : o it'd held flesh out her history a little more at least.)
Relationships
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Roleplay Information
Preferred Roleplay Locations: Discord
Activity Status: Relatively active
Delays: Work(got two jobs yo) and Online classes
Roleplay Limits: Nothing too mature? Gore is fine
Roleplay Example:
These walks were becoming more and more frequent. The thought was one that had occurred to Honeypuddle many times in the recent moons but she'd yet to try and alter the behavior. It wasn't as though it was hurting anyone- and more often than not she returned with a decent enough amount of prey to explain her absence. Still, it felt like she was growing farther and farther each day. Her paws stopped moving. However, it was not at that alarming idea but rather the change in scent. The almost cloying sweet smell of Lakeclan was beginning to fade to the more subtle, earthy aroma of Cliffclan. She must be nearly at the border. With her nearness to foreign territory in mind she walked at a more cautious pace. It'd be more than a little mortifying if she wandered her way into their territory on accident.