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Description
5.7.2018. - MY BABY IS AN ADULT!! time flies by so fast...

21.5.2018. - boop! he's 15 now. not a huge fan of the app art, i did somewhere around late april when i havent drawn in like years and was trying out sth with my style. even tho im not submitting many things, know that i drew a lot these past few weeks!! theres a lot in store :3.

Basic Information

Name
Raphael / named after the Italian painter /Kit Name
Daffodil / named after the flower meaning chivalry, knight /Age
18 moons+ / leo /Gender
Male Sex
DMABBreed
Mother's side - Highlander / Asian semi-longhair / Balinese / American bobtail / Munchkin / Toyger / Somali mix
Father's side - Norwegian forest cat / Angora / British shorthair / Munchkin / Singapura / Somali

Tribal Information

Tribe
Fire tribeFormer Affiliation
Water-tribeTribe Tattoo
Fire tribePower
PrimaryProfession
NoneMentor
Previous: HalcyonApprentice
NoneSoul-bound
NoneSkills
Will o' wisp, Furnace, Fire glyph, Just blaze

Personality

Type - Advocate / INFJ-T / introverted 85% / Intuitive 76% / Feeling 99% / Judging 88% / Turbulent 89% /
Alignment - Neutral good

Overview - +   / Altruistic / Neat / Curious / + / Noncompetitive / Emotional / + / Cowardly / Insecure / Gullible / +

Positive

Altruistic - / adjective / showing a disinterested an selfless concern for the well-being of others; unselfish / - Daffodil's priorities are always other cat's well-beings, especially those of cats whom he is close to such as his family. He's a big pacifist, and it greatly pains him to see those who he cares about in confrontation with another cat, whether it's verbal or physical. By cause of that, he'all always do everything in his power to stop any wars and confrontation before they have even started. He truly does care deeply for those close to him, and he'll do everything he can in order to prove it to them- and everyone else. Helping others and being benevolent comes naturally to him, but he does often overwork himself for other cat's happiness. He'll act persistently on helping someone until that cat yells at him, which will cause his insecurities to rise up and he'll burst into tears, which will lead to the cat apologizing and Daffodil continuing to help them until he is exhausted.Neat - / adjective / (of a person) habitually smart, tidy, or well organized / - A trait he developed as he spent time with his mother, Shiva. He believes that a clear environment warranties a clean mind as well, and on account of that tries to keep everything around him tidy and organized. He won't let the tiniest thing be out of place, and won't let any dirt get onto his (future) accessories. The young kitten will mostly refuse to play in the dirt or mud in fear of messing up his clean, groomed pelt. His cleanliness will probably annoy most of his siblings, as he's going to be the one who nags the rest about leaving behind messes, half-eaten prey and anything else of the sort. Curious - / adjective / eager to know or learn something / - Some cats prefer to always stay indoor, huddled up close to their loved ones talking about the nice things in lives, but Daffodil is definitely not one of them. He has a vivid, wild imagination which leads to him craving to explore everything which he envisions. "Show, don't tell" is probably one of Daffodil's life mottos, as hearing about something is never enough for him. He loves experiencing new things, seeing them, hearing them, smelling them etc. He's also quite inquisitive, which will make him quite the pest for his parents and mentor alike. Questions and riddles are one of his favorite past times (aside from looking at the stars and his family), and they never seem to stop flooding in from his mouth. Especially while Daffodil is a kit, his parents are going to be inundated in questions. Fortunately, unlike his benevolence, Daffodil does know when to stop searching for information if he knows it can hurt himself, someone else, or cause a mess. He really dislikes messes.Neutral

Noncompetitive- / adjective / lol yall im sorry couldnt find a meaning but yalll know what it means / - Daffodil is meek in every sense of the word. He's very submissive and pacifistic. As mentioned before, he gains joy from seeing others happy and blithe, and most other kittens are happy when they're better than others. He knows this, and uses it to his advantage. He might even accept a competition offer from another kit, act as if he's doing his best and lose on purpose to make the other kit feel nice. All that's important to him is seeing others happy. Daffodil truly isn't one to start competition or rank himself over any of his littermates or friends. While in his kithood his lack of competitive spirit and amibition is a good thing, as he ages it might prove damaging. After all, in tribe life, you won't get far if you're submissive and lazy.Emotional - / adjective / (of a person) having feelings that are easily excited or openly displayed. / - This young kit has a bit of.. trouble controlling his emotions. He gets distressed and riled up quite easily, and it shows. The young kitten could burst into tears over the slightest things, such as a mouse being killed or even a rainstorm. His emotions change promptly and inexplicably- one moment he could be euphoric and the next he could be crying and somber. Moreover, Daffodil is quite a meek and sensitive kitten, which when paired up with his abrupt mood changes occassionally makes him extremely annoying. However, his emotionalness also makes him sympathetic, so if you ever need a shoulder to cry on, Daffodil is one of the best you can find. He'll accept everyone with open arms because, in a way, he knows what they're going through emotionally.
Gloomy - / adjective / filled with or showing gloom; sad, dejected, or melancholy. / - Daffodil wasn't always smiling as a kit, but he definitely was happy. He had a bunch of emotional moments, but since the passing of his mother, his mood was rarely positive and cheerful. Fuka's death hit him hard, and while the initial shock was bad, what came after was much worse. Raphael had to leave to Fire tribe very shortly after she had passed away, not allowing him to find the much-needed constant comfort in his family. He didn't have too many friends in Fire-tribe either, so he pretty much dealt with it alone. His low mood might only be a passing trait, but it very well could cement itself as a permanent aspect of his personality. It's been a while since his mother's passing, and Raphael's once bright and cheerful nature is slowly starting to make it's return. Very, very slowly. He still has his moments of weakness, however. Moreover, his gloominess appeared in a crucial point in his life, and because of it, he wasn't able to make very many friends. Perhaps, because of this, his melancholy may return one day. For now, he's happy. That's all that matters.

Negative

Coward - / noun / a person who is contemptibly lacking in the courage to do or endure against dangerous or unpleasant things / - Daffodil has the privilege of growing up with two wonderful mothers and their friend who all spoil him rotten. He'll grow up surrounded by safety, not having to worry about much other than other cat's happiness. This, combined with his overall meek attitude makes him quite the scaredy-cat. Even the slightest anomaly will have him scared for his lives. Hell, sometimes he even gets scared of his own shadow! Anything that he deems even slightly dangerous or creepy, he stays far, far away from. Moreover, he's the "mom-friend" of his littermates, so his cowardice will also probably slightly rub off onto his siblings as he tries to stop them from doing anything which will put them in (what he considers) harm's way.Insecure - / adjective / uncertain or anxious about one's self; not confident / - Growing up in a large litter of five means that attention can't always be diverted to one kit, and Daffodil tends to take that quite personally. He hated admitting it, but he does like attention. Lack of it makes him feel as if he's not enough, and as if his siblings always do the right thing while he fails to do so. He usually ignores any positive praise and focuses solely on the negative remarks that he rarely receives. It can really get ridiculous at times. Moreover, he has a habit of being easily offended by things which may have not even been meant to offend him, and he openly shows how hurt he is. He also doesn't like his appearance, as he thinks that he looks rather feminine and would prefer to be short-furred and willowy rather than chubby and fluffy, as he is right now.Gullible - / adjective / easily persuaded to believe something; credulous, naive / - As most young kits, Daffodil has a habit of believing everything he hears. Daffodil is in general quite an optimistic cat, and as such doesn't see why any cat would lie to him or deceive him. He's easily manipulated, and lying to him is a piece of cake, even to the worst of liars. It's ridiculous, you could tell him that his shadow would come alive and murder him if he doesn't do this and this, and he'll believe you. Not only will he believe that, he'll also respond to it with great fright and an over exaggerated emotional scene. It's entertaining to watch, in all honesty. Daffodil isn't a stupid cat, after all he had to inherit at least a little bit of his mother's wit, but he is too trusting of cats. Who knows whether his naive nature will perish as he grows up and matures.. Only time will tell.

Minor and developing traits
Cuddly, imaginative,

Trivia
Voice Actor - Deku from BNHA - www.youtube.com/watch?v=udEs9c… (broccoli dood)
Theme song - www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ojw8lW…
Playlist - Daffodil playlist
he loVES watching the night sky! also daffodil reALLY likes the rain and puddles!
he probably inherited his love for water from his mother, but he's oddly afraid of bigger bodies of water
my first TGB charrie. also i adore him too much

Favorites
Color - orange and light blue
Place - the flower fields his mother took him too once
Scent - rain
Prey - he still eats milk
Game - hide and seek
Flower - ironically, daffodils
Tribe - Water and Fire
Person - Shiva
Season - Autumn
Activity - watching the stars and splashing around in puddles
Sexuality
Unknown (too young) / probably pansexual though
Preferences
- Blue, light eyes
- Long fur
- Lighter pelts
- Short cats
Dreams - / Becoming a catstronaut / making his parents proud / getting his tattoo! accomplished!
Fears - / shadow tribe / drowning / failing his family / public humiliation /
Secrets - He's a very, very sad cat.

Family

Parents
Mother (Biological) - Fuka / Water tribe
Mother (Adopted) - Shiva / Void tribe
Donor - Aster / Fire tribeLittermates
Calla Lilly / m / Water tribe
Thistle / m / Water tribe
Jasmine / m / Water tribe
Tiger Lilly / bi / Water tribe
Mate - /
Kits - /
Relationships
daffodil History

afore birth
Some close friendships take years to take form, and some blossom quickly. This was one of them. Fuka and Lore were both quite young when they first met each other, Fuka being a blue-water and Lore still a white orange-fire. Their friendship blossomed quickly, and they bonded in only a few weeks. They met up with each other frequently, growing closer and closxer with each occassion. However, their meetings were brought to an abrupt end when disaster struck. The volcano close to Fire tribe's territory erupted, causing destruction and chaos all around the Tribe lands. Some thought it was the end, some stayed hopeful. Masses of cats dropped dead like flies, whether it was from the eruption itself, the exhaustion, the black clouds of smoke leftover from the explosion or the famine which struck the tribes like an asteroid- but Fuka and Lore survived. As soon as everything calmed down, their meetings continued and their friendship was stronger than ever. Fuka was always a motherly cats, and she wanted kits. Badly. Being in such good terms with Lore, he volunteered to be the donor to the kits, and Fuka enthusiastically accepted his gracious offer. Of course, the first cat the pair told this to was their close friend, Void-triber Shiva. Wanting to join in the fun of their whole plan, she offered to be a babysitter for the kits. Fuka and Shiva were growing closer by the day, and before they knew it, started developing feelings for each other. They soon got together, and decided to become girlfriends. Still though, Shiva just wanted to be a babysitter. And just as they thought everything was perfect for the kits to be born- the enlightened peeked thei ugly heads from behind the door.The group of rouges calling themselves "the enlightened" were quite the hassle. The tribes fought well and hard in order to drive them away, and they almost perished doing so. The three cats didn't want to raise their kits in such a vile environment, and as such decided to postpone the kits to a later date, when living conditions would be perfect. A few months passed by, and the tribes were at the verge of victory. They drove out the enlightened, and took back what was rightfully theirs. It's peculiar, honestly, how the tribes always bounce back from any threat which they face. During the war, Shiva and Fuka decided to raise the kits together, instead of Fuka being the only one mothering them. This decision brought them even closer together. They were almost ready to have their first litter, but they decided to wait a little while until they are assured that no threat or famine will occur, or that the enlightened don't reband and come for revenge. Lore finally gave them the litter he promised what seemed like moons ago, and the two mothers couldn't be more euphoric. They were finally going to raise kits together, and they were going to be the closest, tight-knit family ever.
kithood

- daffy went to the flower field with his family, giving each of them an orange rose
-shiva teaches the kits about the other tribes, daffy slowly develops a fear of shadow tribe and abandonment
- he meets a bunch of water-tribers - he meets wooly and they become friends - he gets a fire tribe tattoo
- lore gives him and his siblings crowns
- he moves into fire-tribe
- while having a sleepover in water-tribe, he and his siblings wake up to see shiva panicking about a few drops of blood and fuka missing. fuka's body is later found in the snow covered in blood. she passed away from sickness.
- he meets a few cats - he has turned 6 moons old, and attended his first gathering. he is given the name raphael!
apprenticehood
- he is given halcyon as his mentor
- he gets repeat nightmares of fuka's passing, slowly leading him to lose his cheerful attitude and take on a more gloomy persona
- he meets up with wooly, now rosie
- he meets artemus who helps him find his way to light tribe when he gets lost

Appearance
Daffodil, as a kit at least, resembles a chinchilla in appearance. A bit pudgy, extremely fluffy and short. An odd trait which appeared to come out of nowhere is the fluffy "mane" wrapped around his neck. He inherrited his mother's small build, while inherriting his donor's feminine features such as his long, lush lashes and overall feminine face. As the kit grows older, he'll start to shift into his donor's willowy build while still maintaining his mother's height, which will make for a quick, sneaky, yet somewhat weak fighter. In coloration, Daffodil is a strange mix between both of his biological parents. He's not quite the silvery blue that Lore is, yet he's not blessed with the vibrant rouge hues of his mother. His pelt is a desaturated brown, with his whole underside being a darker, off-white. Daffodil didn't get either of his parent's tabby pelts, and just inherited a few scarce stripes along his shoulders. There are dark brown specks scattered all across him, most notably clustering up along his cheeks. The kit is bound to get compliments on his eyes as he grows up. His eyes truly are beautiful, being blessed with long, lucious lashes and a darker lime coloration. One of Daffodil's most prominent features are probably his tufted ears and his long, bushy, multi-colored tail which he made a habit of wrapping around his small, cute paws.Height - 3 inches at birth - 8.5 inches when an adult
Weight - 1.2 pounds at birth
Most prominent features - Feminine facial features, bushy tail, eartufts
Blood type - AB
Allergies - None
Scent - Milk
Accessories - An orange rose acquired from a roleplay / a crown that lore made him Recessive traits - Progressive Retinal Atrophy, White spotting, Curled ears, Blue eyes, Blue fur  Mental health - 95%
Physical health - 100% Role-Play Example
note- roleplays range from 1 paragraph to 3 or even 4, depending on my creativity on that day (lol) and how important the reply is. warning, though- i occasionally get writer's block so please don't be offended if i reply with short paragraphs ;;
Needletail glanced up, fixating his gaze on the few patches of the starry sky not blocked out by the leaves and branches of the two clan's borders. "Small world indeed." He sighed. "Full-blooded Hawkclanner, eh? I always liked Hawkclan, honestly." His words were nothing short of the truth. Needletail always felt as if he was suited more for the lush moors of Hawkclan rather than the thick forests of his current clan, Foxclan. There was always a sense of not belonging in the back of his head whenever he listened to his leader speak, or in general did anything to aid his clan. Not having many friends inside of the clan didn't quite help that feeling either. He always secretly hoped that his path would lead him to Hawkclan, but, unfortunately, it hasn't happened quite yet.His ears perked up at the she-cat's question. "As a kit? Oh where do I begin!" He let out a chuckle. "I had one sister, Pinekit. She and I were really good friends, and we made friends with the other kits in the nursery quite easily. I don't quite remember all of them now, but... there was Flintkit, Canarykit, Rougekit, Goldkit, Finchkit... so many! Wow, now that I think about it, I'm surprised Foxclan had the food stores to care for that many kits." He gave the she-cat a small chuckle. Anyways, me and Pinekit would often stray away from camp and play in the bushes and brambles. I was quite the reckless kit, so I once ran into a thornbush and notched my ear." His gaze averted towards the direction of his left ear to provide visual aid for the she-cat. He quickly looked back at her, though, continuing his kithood story. "My mom wasn't in camp a lot, I think she was hunting. She would always bring me and Pinekit mice. Oh my lord, were the mice back then so delicious!" He licked his lips at the thought of the plump mice he used to be fed almost every day as a kit. His mother really did spoil him rotten. "My father..." His words slowly trailed off and he looked at his paws. Not wanting to upset the she-cat, he bounced back and decided not to tell a stranger the full story. A Hawkclan cat doesn't have to know that the former deputy of Foxclan fell in love with a rogue, and had his kittens too. Not only did he steal Needletail's mother away from her, he probably murderer her as well. Snowtuft's body was found laying by the shore, massacred by what seemed to be a rogue cat. In Needletail's eyes, it wasn't a wanderer who did that, it was a cold-blooded monster- and he blamed his biological father for it. "He was pretty cool too." His gaze was still fixated on his paws. Some lies are hard to cover up, and this was one of them. It was obvious that his answer wasn't truthful by the way he was fidgeting his paws, and refused to keep eye contact with the Hawkclanner. Needletail couldn't find the words in his mind to describe the hatred for his biological father, Pinecone. Needletail shook the thought of him away, asking Flintblossom a question. "How about you? Was it nice in Hawkclan as a kitten?" He inquired the lithe, black she-cat.Another example!

Daffodil: The kit glanced down at his front legs, observing them. "I'm not good at running or jumping either! I have shorty-short legs, like a tree stump, so i also fall a bunch!" He exclaimed, remembering the time that he was playing tag with his siblings, and stumbled onto a larger cat who looked pretty annoyed. The cat scolded him, so he burst into tears as per usual. His ears perked up at the mention of swimming. "My mommy swims a whole lot! She and my sibs are from water-tribe, so we all swim like... a lot! If we want to get out of camp, we have to swim like fishies!!" He let out a small gasp. Swimming wasn't something that he hated, in fact, he rather enjoyed it! Crossing rivers and streams was always entertaining to him, but Ezrael's lake always makes him terrified. It's so big!! You can't even see the other side! Is there even an other side? "Oh! Yeah! Your eyes are also kind of like a leaf! But, like..." Daffodil paused, glancing up in thought. "..not as yellow-y as a leaf. Kind of blue-green, but a whole lot more green." He struggled to explain himself, awkwardly stumbling over his words.Daffodil carefully listened, his small jaw faintly opened in awe. Her family is all over the place! Void-tribe, Light-tribe, Water-tribe... and her siblings are all probably gonna go to different tribes too! The thought of that reminded Daffy about his siblings, and how they're all gonna be separated soon. Oh no, what if some of them go to Shadow-tribe? They're gonna get hurt! Or what if they all go to tribes that are soooo far apart, how will they see each other everyday? Tilting his head at the mention of a silver tattoo, Daffodil abruptly asked a question. "Silver tattoo? What's a silver tattoo? Is it special? Can you and I have silver tattoos?" Daffodil inquired. He also had a question about her mentioning that Kana is gone, but concluded that it may be impolite to ask."Which tribe do you wanna go to?" He suddenly asked Wooly. Personally, he would be content with any tribe but Shadow, but a few did intrigue him over the rest. Water tribe was his favorite at the moment, and if he was sent there, he would have his momma there! Maybe even another one of his siblings. It would be really awesome if they were all meant to stay in Water tribe!

group - The-Golden-Butterfly
daffodil - noctial
daffodil's colors - @/aleskay

Description
5.7.2018. - MY BABY IS AN ADULT!! time flies by so fast...

21.5.2018. - boop! he's 15 now. not a huge fan of the app art, i did somewhere around late april when i havent drawn in like years and was trying out sth with my style. even tho im not submitting many things, know that i drew a lot these past few weeks!! theres a lot in store :3.

Basic Information

Name
Raphael / named after the Italian painter /Kit Name
Daffodil / named after the flower meaning chivalry, knight /Age
18 moons+ / leo /Gender
Male Sex
DMABBreed
Mother's side - Highlander / Asian semi-longhair / Balinese / American bobtail / Munchkin / Toyger / Somali mix
Father's side - Norwegian forest cat / Angora / British shorthair / Munchkin / Singapura / Somali

Tribal Information

Tribe
Fire tribeFormer Affiliation
Water-tribeTribe Tattoo
Fire tribePower
PrimaryProfession
NoneMentor
Previous: HalcyonApprentice
NoneSoul-bound
NoneSkills
Will o' wisp, Furnace, Fire glyph, Just blaze

Personality

Type - Advocate / INFJ-T / introverted 85% / Intuitive 76% / Feeling 99% / Judging 88% / Turbulent 89% /
Alignment - Neutral good

Overview - +   / Altruistic / Neat / Curious / + / Noncompetitive / Emotional / + / Cowardly / Insecure / Gullible / +

Positive

Altruistic - / adjective / showing a disinterested an selfless concern for the well-being of others; unselfish / - Daffodil's priorities are always other cat's well-beings, especially those of cats whom he is close to such as his family. He's a big pacifist, and it greatly pains him to see those who he cares about in confrontation with another cat, whether it's verbal or physical. By cause of that, he'all always do everything in his power to stop any wars and confrontation before they have even started. He truly does care deeply for those close to him, and he'll do everything he can in order to prove it to them- and everyone else. Helping others and being benevolent comes naturally to him, but he does often overwork himself for other cat's happiness. He'll act persistently on helping someone until that cat yells at him, which will cause his insecurities to rise up and he'll burst into tears, which will lead to the cat apologizing and Daffodil continuing to help them until he is exhausted.Neat - / adjective / (of a person) habitually smart, tidy, or well organized / - A trait he developed as he spent time with his mother, Shiva. He believes that a clear environment warranties a clean mind as well, and on account of that tries to keep everything around him tidy and organized. He won't let the tiniest thing be out of place, and won't let any dirt get onto his (future) accessories. The young kitten will mostly refuse to play in the dirt or mud in fear of messing up his clean, groomed pelt. His cleanliness will probably annoy most of his siblings, as he's going to be the one who nags the rest about leaving behind messes, half-eaten prey and anything else of the sort. Curious - / adjective / eager to know or learn something / - Some cats prefer to always stay indoor, huddled up close to their loved ones talking about the nice things in lives, but Daffodil is definitely not one of them. He has a vivid, wild imagination which leads to him craving to explore everything which he envisions. "Show, don't tell" is probably one of Daffodil's life mottos, as hearing about something is never enough for him. He loves experiencing new things, seeing them, hearing them, smelling them etc. He's also quite inquisitive, which will make him quite the pest for his parents and mentor alike. Questions and riddles are one of his favorite past times (aside from looking at the stars and his family), and they never seem to stop flooding in from his mouth. Especially while Daffodil is a kit, his parents are going to be inundated in questions. Fortunately, unlike his benevolence, Daffodil does know when to stop searching for information if he knows it can hurt himself, someone else, or cause a mess. He really dislikes messes.Neutral

Noncompetitive- / adjective / lol yall im sorry couldnt find a meaning but yalll know what it means / - Daffodil is meek in every sense of the word. He's very submissive and pacifistic. As mentioned before, he gains joy from seeing others happy and blithe, and most other kittens are happy when they're better than others. He knows this, and uses it to his advantage. He might even accept a competition offer from another kit, act as if he's doing his best and lose on purpose to make the other kit feel nice. All that's important to him is seeing others happy. Daffodil truly isn't one to start competition or rank himself over any of his littermates or friends. While in his kithood his lack of competitive spirit and amibition is a good thing, as he ages it might prove damaging. After all, in tribe life, you won't get far if you're submissive and lazy.Emotional - / adjective / (of a person) having feelings that are easily excited or openly displayed. / - This young kit has a bit of.. trouble controlling his emotions. He gets distressed and riled up quite easily, and it shows. The young kitten could burst into tears over the slightest things, such as a mouse being killed or even a rainstorm. His emotions change promptly and inexplicably- one moment he could be euphoric and the next he could be crying and somber. Moreover, Daffodil is quite a meek and sensitive kitten, which when paired up with his abrupt mood changes occassionally makes him extremely annoying. However, his emotionalness also makes him sympathetic, so if you ever need a shoulder to cry on, Daffodil is one of the best you can find. He'll accept everyone with open arms because, in a way, he knows what they're going through emotionally.
Gloomy - / adjective / filled with or showing gloom; sad, dejected, or melancholy. / - Daffodil wasn't always smiling as a kit, but he definitely was happy. He had a bunch of emotional moments, but since the passing of his mother, his mood was rarely positive and cheerful. Fuka's death hit him hard, and while the initial shock was bad, what came after was much worse. Raphael had to leave to Fire tribe very shortly after she had passed away, not allowing him to find the much-needed constant comfort in his family. He didn't have too many friends in Fire-tribe either, so he pretty much dealt with it alone. His low mood might only be a passing trait, but it very well could cement itself as a permanent aspect of his personality. It's been a while since his mother's passing, and Raphael's once bright and cheerful nature is slowly starting to make it's return. Very, very slowly. He still has his moments of weakness, however. Moreover, his gloominess appeared in a crucial point in his life, and because of it, he wasn't able to make very many friends. Perhaps, because of this, his melancholy may return one day. For now, he's happy. That's all that matters.

Negative

Coward - / noun / a person who is contemptibly lacking in the courage to do or endure against dangerous or unpleasant things / - Daffodil has the privilege of growing up with two wonderful mothers and their friend who all spoil him rotten. He'll grow up surrounded by safety, not having to worry about much other than other cat's happiness. This, combined with his overall meek attitude makes him quite the scaredy-cat. Even the slightest anomaly will have him scared for his lives. Hell, sometimes he even gets scared of his own shadow! Anything that he deems even slightly dangerous or creepy, he stays far, far away from. Moreover, he's the "mom-friend" of his littermates, so his cowardice will also probably slightly rub off onto his siblings as he tries to stop them from doing anything which will put them in (what he considers) harm's way.Insecure - / adjective / uncertain or anxious about one's self; not confident / - Growing up in a large litter of five means that attention can't always be diverted to one kit, and Daffodil tends to take that quite personally. He hated admitting it, but he does like attention. Lack of it makes him feel as if he's not enough, and as if his siblings always do the right thing while he fails to do so. He usually ignores any positive praise and focuses solely on the negative remarks that he rarely receives. It can really get ridiculous at times. Moreover, he has a habit of being easily offended by things which may have not even been meant to offend him, and he openly shows how hurt he is. He also doesn't like his appearance, as he thinks that he looks rather feminine and would prefer to be short-furred and willowy rather than chubby and fluffy, as he is right now.Gullible - / adjective / easily persuaded to believe something; credulous, naive / - As most young kits, Daffodil has a habit of believing everything he hears. Daffodil is in general quite an optimistic cat, and as such doesn't see why any cat would lie to him or deceive him. He's easily manipulated, and lying to him is a piece of cake, even to the worst of liars. It's ridiculous, you could tell him that his shadow would come alive and murder him if he doesn't do this and this, and he'll believe you. Not only will he believe that, he'll also respond to it with great fright and an over exaggerated emotional scene. It's entertaining to watch, in all honesty. Daffodil isn't a stupid cat, after all he had to inherit at least a little bit of his mother's wit, but he is too trusting of cats. Who knows whether his naive nature will perish as he grows up and matures.. Only time will tell.

Minor and developing traits
Cuddly, imaginative,

Trivia
Voice Actor - Deku from BNHA - www.youtube.com/watch?v=udEs9c… (broccoli dood)
Theme song - www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ojw8lW…
Playlist - Daffodil playlist
he loVES watching the night sky! also daffodil reALLY likes the rain and puddles!
he probably inherited his love for water from his mother, but he's oddly afraid of bigger bodies of water
my first TGB charrie. also i adore him too much

Favorites
Color - orange and light blue
Place - the flower fields his mother took him too once
Scent - rain
Prey - he still eats milk
Game - hide and seek
Flower - ironically, daffodils
Tribe - Water and Fire
Person - Shiva
Season - Autumn
Activity - watching the stars and splashing around in puddles
Sexuality
Unknown (too young) / probably pansexual though
Preferences
- Blue, light eyes
- Long fur
- Lighter pelts
- Short cats
Dreams - / Becoming a catstronaut / making his parents proud / getting his tattoo! accomplished!
Fears - / shadow tribe / drowning / failing his family / public humiliation /
Secrets - He's a very, very sad cat.

Family

Parents
Mother (Biological) - Fuka / Water tribe
Mother (Adopted) - Shiva / Void tribe
Donor - Aster / Fire tribeLittermates
Calla Lilly / m / Water tribe
Thistle / m / Water tribe
Jasmine / m / Water tribe
Tiger Lilly / bi / Water tribe
Mate - /
Kits - /
Relationships
daffodil History

afore birth
Some close friendships take years to take form, and some blossom quickly. This was one of them. Fuka and Lore were both quite young when they first met each other, Fuka being a blue-water and Lore still a white orange-fire. Their friendship blossomed quickly, and they bonded in only a few weeks. They met up with each other frequently, growing closer and closxer with each occassion. However, their meetings were brought to an abrupt end when disaster struck. The volcano close to Fire tribe's territory erupted, causing destruction and chaos all around the Tribe lands. Some thought it was the end, some stayed hopeful. Masses of cats dropped dead like flies, whether it was from the eruption itself, the exhaustion, the black clouds of smoke leftover from the explosion or the famine which struck the tribes like an asteroid- but Fuka and Lore survived. As soon as everything calmed down, their meetings continued and their friendship was stronger than ever. Fuka was always a motherly cats, and she wanted kits. Badly. Being in such good terms with Lore, he volunteered to be the donor to the kits, and Fuka enthusiastically accepted his gracious offer. Of course, the first cat the pair told this to was their close friend, Void-triber Shiva. Wanting to join in the fun of their whole plan, she offered to be a babysitter for the kits. Fuka and Shiva were growing closer by the day, and before they knew it, started developing feelings for each other. They soon got together, and decided to become girlfriends. Still though, Shiva just wanted to be a babysitter. And just as they thought everything was perfect for the kits to be born- the enlightened peeked thei ugly heads from behind the door.The group of rouges calling themselves "the enlightened" were quite the hassle. The tribes fought well and hard in order to drive them away, and they almost perished doing so. The three cats didn't want to raise their kits in such a vile environment, and as such decided to postpone the kits to a later date, when living conditions would be perfect. A few months passed by, and the tribes were at the verge of victory. They drove out the enlightened, and took back what was rightfully theirs. It's peculiar, honestly, how the tribes always bounce back from any threat which they face. During the war, Shiva and Fuka decided to raise the kits together, instead of Fuka being the only one mothering them. This decision brought them even closer together. They were almost ready to have their first litter, but they decided to wait a little while until they are assured that no threat or famine will occur, or that the enlightened don't reband and come for revenge. Lore finally gave them the litter he promised what seemed like moons ago, and the two mothers couldn't be more euphoric. They were finally going to raise kits together, and they were going to be the closest, tight-knit family ever.
kithood

- daffy went to the flower field with his family, giving each of them an orange rose
-shiva teaches the kits about the other tribes, daffy slowly develops a fear of shadow tribe and abandonment
- he meets a bunch of water-tribers - he meets wooly and they become friends - he gets a fire tribe tattoo
- lore gives him and his siblings crowns
- he moves into fire-tribe
- while having a sleepover in water-tribe, he and his siblings wake up to see shiva panicking about a few drops of blood and fuka missing. fuka's body is later found in the snow covered in blood. she passed away from sickness.
- he meets a few cats - he has turned 6 moons old, and attended his first gathering. he is given the name raphael!
apprenticehood
- he is given halcyon as his mentor
- he gets repeat nightmares of fuka's passing, slowly leading him to lose his cheerful attitude and take on a more gloomy persona
- he meets up with wooly, now rosie
- he meets artemus who helps him find his way to light tribe when he gets lost

Appearance
Daffodil, as a kit at least, resembles a chinchilla in appearance. A bit pudgy, extremely fluffy and short. An odd trait which appeared to come out of nowhere is the fluffy "mane" wrapped around his neck. He inherrited his mother's small build, while inherriting his donor's feminine features such as his long, lush lashes and overall feminine face. As the kit grows older, he'll start to shift into his donor's willowy build while still maintaining his mother's height, which will make for a quick, sneaky, yet somewhat weak fighter. In coloration, Daffodil is a strange mix between both of his biological parents. He's not quite the silvery blue that Lore is, yet he's not blessed with the vibrant rouge hues of his mother. His pelt is a desaturated brown, with his whole underside being a darker, off-white. Daffodil didn't get either of his parent's tabby pelts, and just inherited a few scarce stripes along his shoulders. There are dark brown specks scattered all across him, most notably clustering up along his cheeks. The kit is bound to get compliments on his eyes as he grows up. His eyes truly are beautiful, being blessed with long, lucious lashes and a darker lime coloration. One of Daffodil's most prominent features are probably his tufted ears and his long, bushy, multi-colored tail which he made a habit of wrapping around his small, cute paws.Height - 3 inches at birth - 8.5 inches when an adult
Weight - 1.2 pounds at birth
Most prominent features - Feminine facial features, bushy tail, eartufts
Blood type - AB
Allergies - None
Scent - Milk
Accessories - An orange rose acquired from a roleplay / a crown that lore made him Recessive traits - Progressive Retinal Atrophy, White spotting, Curled ears, Blue eyes, Blue fur  Mental health - 95%
Physical health - 100% Role-Play Example
note- roleplays range from 1 paragraph to 3 or even 4, depending on my creativity on that day (lol) and how important the reply is. warning, though- i occasionally get writer's block so please don't be offended if i reply with short paragraphs ;;
Needletail glanced up, fixating his gaze on the few patches of the starry sky not blocked out by the leaves and branches of the two clan's borders. "Small world indeed." He sighed. "Full-blooded Hawkclanner, eh? I always liked Hawkclan, honestly." His words were nothing short of the truth. Needletail always felt as if he was suited more for the lush moors of Hawkclan rather than the thick forests of his current clan, Foxclan. There was always a sense of not belonging in the back of his head whenever he listened to his leader speak, or in general did anything to aid his clan. Not having many friends inside of the clan didn't quite help that feeling either. He always secretly hoped that his path would lead him to Hawkclan, but, unfortunately, it hasn't happened quite yet.His ears perked up at the she-cat's question. "As a kit? Oh where do I begin!" He let out a chuckle. "I had one sister, Pinekit. She and I were really good friends, and we made friends with the other kits in the nursery quite easily. I don't quite remember all of them now, but... there was Flintkit, Canarykit, Rougekit, Goldkit, Finchkit... so many! Wow, now that I think about it, I'm surprised Foxclan had the food stores to care for that many kits." He gave the she-cat a small chuckle. Anyways, me and Pinekit would often stray away from camp and play in the bushes and brambles. I was quite the reckless kit, so I once ran into a thornbush and notched my ear." His gaze averted towards the direction of his left ear to provide visual aid for the she-cat. He quickly looked back at her, though, continuing his kithood story. "My mom wasn't in camp a lot, I think she was hunting. She would always bring me and Pinekit mice. Oh my lord, were the mice back then so delicious!" He licked his lips at the thought of the plump mice he used to be fed almost every day as a kit. His mother really did spoil him rotten. "My father..." His words slowly trailed off and he looked at his paws. Not wanting to upset the she-cat, he bounced back and decided not to tell a stranger the full story. A Hawkclan cat doesn't have to know that the former deputy of Foxclan fell in love with a rogue, and had his kittens too. Not only did he steal Needletail's mother away from her, he probably murderer her as well. Snowtuft's body was found laying by the shore, massacred by what seemed to be a rogue cat. In Needletail's eyes, it wasn't a wanderer who did that, it was a cold-blooded monster- and he blamed his biological father for it. "He was pretty cool too." His gaze was still fixated on his paws. Some lies are hard to cover up, and this was one of them. It was obvious that his answer wasn't truthful by the way he was fidgeting his paws, and refused to keep eye contact with the Hawkclanner. Needletail couldn't find the words in his mind to describe the hatred for his biological father, Pinecone. Needletail shook the thought of him away, asking Flintblossom a question. "How about you? Was it nice in Hawkclan as a kitten?" He inquired the lithe, black she-cat.Another example!

Daffodil: The kit glanced down at his front legs, observing them. "I'm not good at running or jumping either! I have shorty-short legs, like a tree stump, so i also fall a bunch!" He exclaimed, remembering the time that he was playing tag with his siblings, and stumbled onto a larger cat who looked pretty annoyed. The cat scolded him, so he burst into tears as per usual. His ears perked up at the mention of swimming. "My mommy swims a whole lot! She and my sibs are from water-tribe, so we all swim like... a lot! If we want to get out of camp, we have to swim like fishies!!" He let out a small gasp. Swimming wasn't something that he hated, in fact, he rather enjoyed it! Crossing rivers and streams was always entertaining to him, but Ezrael's lake always makes him terrified. It's so big!! You can't even see the other side! Is there even an other side? "Oh! Yeah! Your eyes are also kind of like a leaf! But, like..." Daffodil paused, glancing up in thought. "..not as yellow-y as a leaf. Kind of blue-green, but a whole lot more green." He struggled to explain himself, awkwardly stumbling over his words.Daffodil carefully listened, his small jaw faintly opened in awe. Her family is all over the place! Void-tribe, Light-tribe, Water-tribe... and her siblings are all probably gonna go to different tribes too! The thought of that reminded Daffy about his siblings, and how they're all gonna be separated soon. Oh no, what if some of them go to Shadow-tribe? They're gonna get hurt! Or what if they all go to tribes that are soooo far apart, how will they see each other everyday? Tilting his head at the mention of a silver tattoo, Daffodil abruptly asked a question. "Silver tattoo? What's a silver tattoo? Is it special? Can you and I have silver tattoos?" Daffodil inquired. He also had a question about her mentioning that Kana is gone, but concluded that it may be impolite to ask."Which tribe do you wanna go to?" He suddenly asked Wooly. Personally, he would be content with any tribe but Shadow, but a few did intrigue him over the rest. Water tribe was his favorite at the moment, and if he was sent there, he would have his momma there! Maybe even another one of his siblings. It would be really awesome if they were all meant to stay in Water tribe!

group - The-Golden-Butterfly
daffodil - noctial
daffodil's colors - @/aleskay