Mistsong

[{ Mist★ }]

basic cat information

name Mistsong
nickname Misty
age 18 moons
gender She-cat
rank Warrior

appearance

pelt White, with large black spots
eye color Amber brown
special markings None
description Mistsong is a lean cat with a petite body structure. Though she may not be big, she still has many advantages, as well as faults. She has short fur, and is a purebred American Shorthair, due to her previous owner's demand.
personality Mistsong is most known for her witty personality and sarcastic words. She can be sassy, and sometimes never knows when to stop and how she might sound to others. Though she often offends a few, her intentions are never bad, and she'd be willing to give her life for her clan and those she loves. She is very serious when it comes to fighting, even though her form is small, her confidence is huge. She loves bodies of water, or rather the serene comfort they give her when she's on their banks.

other WELCOME TO THE WORRLLDDD.

dislikes

-- Cats who make a mountain out of a molehill.
-- The cold {Winter seasons}
-- Those who take life for granted




likes

-- Being the center of attention
-- Bodies of water
-- Being alone



strengths

-- Her small body allows her to fit into places where others cannot
-- Her short fur gives her some air resistance.

weaknesses

-- Her small form isn't enough to stand against larger felines alone.
-- Her personality can outcast her beyond her likings of alone, creating a socially awkward approach.

genealogy

mother Unknown
father Unknown
brothers Unknown
sisters Unknown
mate None
kits None

history Born and raised a kittypet, most who meet Mistsong say that she's gone too far to call, by any means, weak. It was merely by chance that she stumbled upon the world of these clan cats. When her owner unknowingly left the front door upon, she saw her opportunity, and wouldn't wait for it to grow dim. Curiosity drove her forward. She had a wonderful life, complete with all the cat food she could eat and a warm fire to lie in front of when she grew cold. But her first taste of freedom was enough to never want to be confined to a house again. She could agree that life as a warrior is sometimes harder than she could handle, but never gave up. She joined Moonclan, where she adjusted to the life of a clan cat rather well. She gained a deputy rank before the clan feel apart. Everyone drifted away, and she felt that her time had come to leave, as well, and continued on to achieve higher goals.