Post by xenobiology on Jun 25, 2022 3:10:52 GMT
Name: Bigs
Desired Name: Badgerjump
Allegiance: Solitary
Rank: N/A
Age: 37 Moons
Birth Moon: Flower Moon 2018
Sex: Molly, but identifies as GNC (Gender Non-Conforming) & uses She/He pronouns.
Appearance: An impressively large molly, Bigs is 22 inches long and weighs a whopping 23 lbs. She's a short-haired, brown ticked tabby cat, and a Chausie purebred. Notably, Bigs has striking gold eyes, a notched ear, and a handful of scars on his muzzle.
Personality: Bigs can best be described as that fella you met once in an alley who tried to pawn you out of your wares but was shockingly suave and nonchalant the entire time. Bigs is proud, loud, and large enough to know that more often than not she's in charge of the situation at hand. Despite this, she's pretty dang amicable and willing to talk things out before resorting to any sort of violence. Bigs cares a lot about others even if he might come off as brash towards new acquaintances. He is, however, not willing to put up with people trying to hurt, lie, or swindle him. She's more than willing to give others a good smack if they try any funny business with her.
All that being said, Bigs isn't out for too much in life at the moment. He's rather calm about things and more or less just enjoys taking the swat at cats who get a little too close to the housefolk's alleyways. But... Bigs would be lying if he said he wasn't a little interested in what those cats who leave the thunderpaths are up to out there.
History: Bigs was born from a Chausie breeding pair a couple of housefolks had. They sold the kittens pretty quickly and thus, Bigs doesn't know nor have connection to any of his family. But she doesn't particularly mind much. To her, the world's too big to be bitter over something that happened so quickly that there wasn't anything she could have done about it. And hey, his housefolk weren't terrible to him when he was living with them. But all good things come to an end. Bigs got separated from his housefolks after a fire. The blaze had burned so hot Bigs knew he couldn't have waited around for his housefolk to find him. They had gotten out of the house, that much he knew, and to Bigs that's all that really mattered. And he managed to escape with little more than some singed fur. Bigs considers that incredibly lucky. What she doesn't consider lucky, however, is that in her escape to safety she managed to get herself all sorts of turned around. And her housefolk never found her. Bigs has a lot of feelings on the whole ordeal, mostly feelings of regret and sorrow. She knows not every cat thinks life with housefolk is great, but she really cared about hers and being so abruptly separated did a number on her emotionally.
But not one to give up, Bigs set out to at least learn his new surroundings. Some old part of the town his housefolks lived in and a lot of the alleyways between them became his new home. There, Bigs learned a lot of things. One; you can't trust every cat you meet. Bigs has been in a number of fights and she considers her size her main strength in life and it got her through a lot of those fights. Two; some housefolks aren't as kind as others. Bigs wasn't always a molly. But after a few moons in the alleys, she'd been found by some housefolks who tricked her into a trap. Next thing she knew, she'd been released and was no longer a queen and had a notch in her ear. Bigs was a bit pissed about it for awhile, but eventually the feelings faded. And three; there are a lot of cats with a lot more backgrounds than he could've ever dreamed of. Bigs has met a lot of interesting cats in his days in the alleys and each one only peaks more interest in him. She's considered possibly following one out to where they go... but Bigs isn't so sure about leaving behind her second home. The alley might not be all nice, but it's what she knows.