Post by Riley on Aug 22, 2022 4:53:50 GMT
Name: Ivy
Desired Name: Ivyfur
Allegiance: Solitary, future Clan unknown
Rank: Loner
Age: 30 moons
Birth Moon: Shadow Moon 2018
Sex: Female, She/Her
Appearance: Image If you were to ask her, Ivy wouldn't state herself as looking anything special. She looks exactly like every other brown tabby with green eyes in the world. Nevermind that her pelt is kept well-groomed and unscarred. That her tabby stripes wrap around her form like ripples on quiet stream. That her eyes are a shade of green that bring forth the comfort of a lazy greenleaf day. That her pink nose, outlined in black, wrinkles when she's deep in thought or that her fur is soft enough to nuzzle into.
Personality: The way Ivy sees herself and the way others see her is incredibly different. Ivy would describe herself as distant, clumsy, and a bit of a spaz. Others would describe her as kind and friendly, and always willing to lend a hand. About the only thing they would agree on is that Ivy is quiet. It's easy to forget she's there if you aren't looking at her.
The truth is that they're both right. Ivy views herself as selfish because when something goes wrong, her first thought is how it would effect her. Then she feels guilty that her first thought is of herself and tries to make up for that perceived selfishness by offering to help with whatever she thinks you might need help with.
She's also a bit of a coward. Confrontation TERRIFIES her. She hates bigots and bullies with a passion, but the idea of standing up to them makes her freeze. Ivy would rather duck her head and go about her life quietly than tell somebody to frick off, and she hates that about herself. But even she has her limits of what she can put up with, and it somehow ALWAYS surprises people when she raises her voice. It takes a while for her to get there though, so when she does start yelling, ya know you done fucked up!
Occasionally she gets this little voice in her head that tells her everything that goes wrong is her fault and nobody likes her. Logically she knows it's not true. Emotionally? Not so much. Each time she gets that voice she gets up and walks until it shuts up. Just concentrate on the next step and the one after that.
History: Born in a hollowed out log alongside Rowan to loners Cadence and Mikael. She was the younger of the pair, but had a sister from an older litter.
Mother: Cadence
Father: Mikael
Full Siblings: Rowan (brother)
Maternal Siblings: Sandbar
Paternal Siblings:
Offspring:
Desired Name: Ivyfur
Allegiance: Solitary, future Clan unknown
Rank: Loner
Age: 30 moons
Birth Moon: Shadow Moon 2018
Sex: Female, She/Her
Appearance: Image If you were to ask her, Ivy wouldn't state herself as looking anything special. She looks exactly like every other brown tabby with green eyes in the world. Nevermind that her pelt is kept well-groomed and unscarred. That her tabby stripes wrap around her form like ripples on quiet stream. That her eyes are a shade of green that bring forth the comfort of a lazy greenleaf day. That her pink nose, outlined in black, wrinkles when she's deep in thought or that her fur is soft enough to nuzzle into.
Personality: The way Ivy sees herself and the way others see her is incredibly different. Ivy would describe herself as distant, clumsy, and a bit of a spaz. Others would describe her as kind and friendly, and always willing to lend a hand. About the only thing they would agree on is that Ivy is quiet. It's easy to forget she's there if you aren't looking at her.
The truth is that they're both right. Ivy views herself as selfish because when something goes wrong, her first thought is how it would effect her. Then she feels guilty that her first thought is of herself and tries to make up for that perceived selfishness by offering to help with whatever she thinks you might need help with.
She's also a bit of a coward. Confrontation TERRIFIES her. She hates bigots and bullies with a passion, but the idea of standing up to them makes her freeze. Ivy would rather duck her head and go about her life quietly than tell somebody to frick off, and she hates that about herself. But even she has her limits of what she can put up with, and it somehow ALWAYS surprises people when she raises her voice. It takes a while for her to get there though, so when she does start yelling, ya know you done fucked up!
Occasionally she gets this little voice in her head that tells her everything that goes wrong is her fault and nobody likes her. Logically she knows it's not true. Emotionally? Not so much. Each time she gets that voice she gets up and walks until it shuts up. Just concentrate on the next step and the one after that.
History: Born in a hollowed out log alongside Rowan to loners Cadence and Mikael. She was the younger of the pair, but had a sister from an older litter.
Mother: Cadence
Father: Mikael
Full Siblings: Rowan (brother)
Maternal Siblings: Sandbar
Paternal Siblings:
Offspring: