oSaC: Mousepaw

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Haven Name: Mousepaw

Prefix:Due to her overall quiet nature and her breeds ears.

Suffix:Typical suffix of an apprentice.

 

Common Name: Mousepaw

 

Faction Name: N/A

 

Nickname: N/A

 

A G E

Current Age: One Year

Age As Of Joining:Six Moons

 

Birthday: 1 year and 10 months PC

 

G E N D E R   A N D   S E X U A L I T Y

Gender: Female

 

Sexual Orientation: Unknown

 

Relationship Status:Not looking

 

H E R I T A G E

Breed: Moggy (American Curl, Birman, Burnese, Nebelung, Ragdoll, Somali, and Turkish Van)

 

Ancestral Affiliation: Clan cat (Unknown which)

 

Origin:Dream Tyrant Survivor

 

C H A R A C T E R   T Y P E

Auma Type: Light

 

Character Slot: Extra

 

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

Summary: Mousepaw is a very…odd cat. Odd is the nicest way to put it, due to her being in a cave for so long Mousepaw is very naïve when it comes to the world around her and kind of always has a face of amazement when learning new things. Because she doesn’t know much she tends to stay out of fights not really having an opinion on anything making her a good mediator for conflicts. Mousepaw for unknown reasons is really against bullies, this is the one thing she fights against. While she doesn’t claw or attack them she will stand in front of the cat being picked on and glare at the bully which seems too intense for the paw. Overall she is a optimistic cat

 

Personality Traits:

{ Naïve }

Mousepaw having been in the Dream Tryant’s cave for so long, Mousepaw is incredibly naïve. She does seem to be able to tell what is a lie and what isn’t but she doesn’t really know anything about this warrior business. While the Haven version at least, she does seem to know a lot about the old ways oddly especially since she is nowhere near the right age to have known about the old Clans…Being so naïve does lend to a lot of rounds of “Really? Why is that?” or “Where did that come from?” or any variation of. After hearing new things she also tends to stare at the cat who taught her the thing with this “Oh my gosh” face.

{ Mediator }

Because of Mousepaw’s lack of knowledge she isn’t very opinionated and can play the role of a mediator. You could sit her between two kits who are fighting over something and she sits there quietly for a bit listening to both sides of the argument then would offer a compromise. It’s not even based on her emotions it’s more things like “Why don’t you guys just split the pile of grass equally between the two of you?” or “Can’t you just arrange a schedule that lets you two have equal amounts of time with them?” before just waiting to see what they say. She will edit her suggestion if someone points out a huge issue but most of them she doesn’t form an opinion.

{ Protective }

Once Mousepaw deems you her friend or you’ve earned her loyalty she will defend you to the hilt. She is ESPECIALLY is protective of anyone being bullied. She will seem to take a complete one eighty in her demeanor and will fight until the opponent either backs off or someone else steps in making her back off. While she might apologize to please the cat who stepped in she will avoid the bully for a long time to come.

{ Optimistic }

Generally speaking Mousepaw is optimistic, she likes to see the good in others before the bad. She also tends to be in the mindset that everything will sort itself out. Yes it might suck for a bit but it will get better eventually.Due to her attitude when she is giving a task she often is heard chanting over and over “This will be good.” Quietly to herself.

{ Bashful }

If you want to make someone blush to make yourself feel better Mousepaw is an easy target. Pretty much any kind of praise and she will break out into a full on blush, covering her face, and whispering out a “Thank you.” Before fleeing the scene. She also kind of plays down what she does, tracing a circle in the dirt while she blushes saying things like “It wasn’t anything really…” or “That’s very kind of you to say.” Not letting anyone meet her eyes. She will squeak if you compliment her from behind causing her to spin around to see you before doing her blush and covering her face. Do to her bashful nature she doesn’t tend to compliment others since she worries that others will return her gesture.

{ Proper }

This seems to be the one thing she has in common with her mother, she is very proper with those who are older than her. She refers to others as either Sir or Madam (For Example Missy would be Madam Missy) while those who are only a bit older like an apprentice are refer to by Sire or Miss. While this is a simple thing it does bug her when she can’t use it or if someone corrects her on their gender. Usually this will cause her bashful nature to perk up and cause her to stutter out an apology and look ashamed of herself. If someone honestly just doesn’t like her calling them something she is willing to train herself not to call them that, but it takes her a while. She currently doesn’t have a title for those younger than her.

{ Alert }

Because of her being a victim of the Dream Tyrant Mousepaw is extremely alert. She is very alert to sounds, if she hears something move in a bush nearby she will whizz her head towards the sound or at the very least her ears will swivel in that direction. She also is sensitive to smells for some odd reason, certain herbs she will shiver like she is going to vomit until she is away from it. While sound is her big trigger this can lead to her hearing a lot of things that she either shouldn’t hear or something usual, kind of depends on the situation.

Personality Type: ESFP-T (The Entertainer)

 

Alignment: Netural/Undecided

 

A P P E A R A N C E

Looks:Mousepaw is a mostly white cat with some patches of grey mostly on her head and tail. She has the ears from an American curl but is extremely fluffy, while she has the dark muzzle of a Birman she is mostly white. Her tail is grey with a black stripe running down the center of her tail to the tip where it completely takes over. The only other spot of black on her is on her front paws, her toes are black.

 

Build: Mousepaw is pretty small, mostly likely due to her being a victim of the Dream Tyrant, but she almost looks like she has more weight on her body than her legs.

 

Scars and Disabilities: On her chin is a scar that runs under her chin and moves up a bit to her cheek. This came from an accident prior to her being a Dream Tyrant victim.

 

Accessories:No Accessories

 

M I N D - S E T

Habits: Mousepaw isn’t a cat much for habits. She’s still new to the world outside of the prisoner she was in for a while so this may change over time. The only real habit of note is that she seems to be an oral processor. In short, she talks out loud to herself what she’s thinking. She doesn’t notice that she does this either.

 

Fears: Mousepaw has a terrible fear of Nytemares, being a disappointment, and cramped spaces.

 

Dreams/Goals: Mousepaw currently only really has the goal of growing up and the dream of helping those who were responsible for her rescue.

 

Beliefs: No beliefs at this moment.

 

Physical Health - 85%: While overall healthy Mousepaw is still recovering a bit from her time in the Dream Tyrant’s den.

 

Emotional Health - 75%: Mostly because Mousepaw suffered grief in her early childhood and was a prisoner for a while, she isn’t the most emotionally healthy cat.

 

R E L A T I O N S H I P S

Romantic Partner:

"Pffffht! I’m a little young for that aren’t I?"

"Other":

{ Mistyeye “Missy” | Female | Clan Seeker | Alive }

"I…I look up to her like a mother but I don’t really know if that counts. But I am very grateful for what she did while we lived in the prison."

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R A N K

Profession: Espion Apprentice

 

Current Auma Score: 11

 

Apprentice/Mentor: Blackclaw/Tycho: Mentor

 

Past apprentices/mentors: N/A

 

P O W E R S

Power Class: Self

 

Levitation: Jump, Slow Fall.

 

Phasing: Ghost Limb, Selective Premeability.

 

 

 

A B I L I T I E S:

Ability 1: Description

 

Ability 2: Description

 

Ability 3: Description

 

E Q U I P M E N T

Item 1:

Soul Gem:
     - Slot: Carried
     - Type: Material/Artifact
     - Special: Ally Space: Can store celestial allies!
     - Special: Returning: This gem will eventually find its way back to you if lost.
     - Durability: infinite
     - Currently holds: (ally list here)

 

Item 2: Item description and stats

 

Item 3: Item description and stats

 

Item 4: Item description and stats

 

Item 5: Item description and stats

 

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B L O O D - T I E S

Parents:

{ Littleflight | Mother | Clan Cat (Unknown Clan) | Deceased? }

"I…I…I don’t want to talk about her…"

{ Snowclaw | Male | Clan Cat (Unknown Cat) | Deceased (Prior to Calamity) }

"I only really knew him for a small amount of time before he died. He seemed like a good parent."

 

Siblings:

{ XXX | xxx | xxx | xxx }

Mostly because her young age, she doesn’t remember her blood siblings and any of the kits in the pit could be a sibling but she doesn’t know.

 

Aunts & Uncles:

{ XXX | xxx | xxx | xxx }

"…Um other than I know mother said she had a few siblings…I don’t know anything about them… "

 

B A C K S T O R Y

{ How The Runt Took Flight } {Trigger Warning: Bullying}

Before the calamity happened, about three years before, pair of warriors gave birth to a litter of four healthy and happy kits. Two girls and two boys, however one of the girls was slightly smaller than their siblings. This wasn’t too much of a concern for the parents of the cat since other than being small she was fine. However, because of her small size she got bullied by her siblings, at first it was just teasing. It then became pushing her over and stealing her food, soon it was full on being a bully with some physical attacks. This stopped shortly before she started training with Galestrike (Her mentor) thankfully.

 

Mostly due to her small size she got named Little, she trained like all the other cats eventually receiving the name Littleflight, since she liked to pounce on her prey from the trees overhead. She mentored her own apprentices, Mapplestep and Thunderstrike, and was the typical clan cat. On the evening that she turned three years old…the world went dark. When the calamity hit Littleflight had been out hunting for food, being thrown into a world of danger scared her. While for a very short amount of time she traveled with a few survivors of her clan, they eventually were killed off Littleflight only escaping because of her ability to climb trees. Then she was alone, for maybe three weeks? It was hard to say, but she eventually bumped into a tom who she vaguely recognized from the gatherings. A mostly white blind tom named Snowclaw, deciding that it might be safer to travel together than alone the two started wandering the area.

 

{ Darkness Brings Life and Heartbreak } {Trigger Warning: Death, Child Death, and Abuse.}

Littleflight and Snowclaw traveled around for a while, running when needed. After a minor accident that left Littleflight needing to rest one of her back legs the two took shelter in a cave. One day after Snowclaw had went out to look for food he came running back one night to Littleflight, Littleflight had been asleep when the Monarchs let out their call but Snowclaw had been awake and heard it. The two decided to head towards the area Snowclaw thought he heard the voices calling from in hopes of finding more cats. The trip wasn’t an easy one, especially with one having to defend a cat who couldn’t see. Almost a year after the call, neither never having found Safe Haven since they kept getting chased away and getting confused as to which direction to head and after a one-night stand, Littleflight realized she was pregnant. On her fourth birthday she gave birth to four kits, three girls and a boy. They weren’t sure what to name them, so the kits remained nameless for a while. Littleflight admitted that she wasn’t great at naming things, so they were usually called by the order they were born in. After hiding out for a few days in a small cave they found the two picked up the kits and started searching again.

 

It all seemed to happen so quickly for the two, it all happened maybe within a two moons of the kits being born. The only son died most likely of starvation or dehydration. Because of the death Littleflight started to become a bit bitter, which seemed odd to Snowclaw. Over the course of a few days two of the three girls were stolen by the Dream Tyrant’s minions and Snowclaw was killed by the minion leaving only Mousekit.

 

When Litteflight asked about what happened it dawned on her that she could have helped either save Snowclaw or the other kit if Mousekit had called out, screamed, did anything! Littleflight was enraged and took it out on Mousekit, she tried to tell her mom she was sorry but Littleflight picked up the kit and threw her over a small ledge. While it didn’t injury her too badly the kit received a small wound on her chin that would eventually become the scar on her chin. Littleflight went after her screaming at her again calling her a mouse, but this drew the attention of the Dream Tyrant’s minion. The creature stole the kit and Littleflight ran after it, eventually leading Littleflight to the Dream Tyrant’s den. She was found by another minion who had her thrown into the pits for breeding fodder.

 

Meanwhile the kit who had survived was forced to sleep and let her dreams be feasted on by the Dream Tyrant. She stayed that way until she was six moons old, when she did wake up on occasion she saw the cat known as Missy and she tried to help a little bit. Mostly in form of giving encouraging words to those who were struggling, sometimes being a shoulder to lean on with the kits needed a lot of comfort. She also on occasion was the one who wished them a safe journey when the kit became a year old…those were the hardest nights for her.

 

{ The Fate of The Mouse }

Other than the cycle of being forced to be fed on, waking up and recovering, trying to provide comfort to the kits who needed it Mousekit would voice weird things. Mostly what she thought it would be like if they got out of the pits or what other cats dreamed about, she didn’t realize she was talking out loud. When someone would ask who she was talking to it would take a moment before she would blink and stare at them going “Huh? When did you come over?”  leading a few cats to be worried. She hated when it would come to her day to be stared at by the eye, often she couldn’t remember the dreams that came those nights but sometimes she would see the shadow of a cat who was extremely harsh with her. One day she awoke after a nightmare to see a new cat had arrived, she was covered in patches and seemed nice. Then came the very small one who seemed to be soundly asleep no matter what the kit did to wake her up.

 

When she was six moons old she woke up to the sound of some huge explosion. Then it was complete and utter chaos! Someone was screaming to run, someone else was screaming to grab the kits, the adults were freaking out, the kits were crying and screaming. All she remembered was being scooped up by someone and being carried out of the cave, then arriving at some huge place. There was green stuff everywhere, and a ton of cats but they didn’t seem to have issues sleeping. This made the kit super confused that was until she was pushed in front of two cats, one called themselves Hop…something? The other called herself something…Tail? She was too scared to really remember or understand what was going on. Then everyone started calling her Mousepaw, she had no idea why, but they did.

 

For now, she spends her days wandering around Safe Haven looking at everything and trying to decide what she truly thought of the place. Though oddly when called by Mousepaw she trembles a bit before responding.

 

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O T H E R

There is a high chance of two reasons for Littleflight’s attitude towards the kits. First one is that it’s possible Littleflight was suffering from Postpartum depression and it didn’t manifest until the only son died. As it can take up to a month to really be noticeable. The second reason could be that she honestly didn’t feel much towards them since they came from a one-night stand.

 

Littleflight is a character I was going to use for a different roleplay group, but it never really got started so I changed her to be Mousepaw’s mom.

 

Mousepaw originally was going to have a special power called “Spirit Eye” that allowed her to speak and see the dead. My friend pointed out this was kind of an over powered thing, so I dropped the idea.

 

Originally, she had a lot more white on her but I decided to make her look a bit more like her mom so hence the grey on her. This is also why she has so many breeds in her blood.

 

There is a chance her siblings were in the pit and made it out thanks to Team Neon, but she just doesn’t recognize the scent of them anymore.

 

Her mom was used as a breeder but it’s unknown if she made it out. It’s also slightly possible Littleflight’s siblings also were there but it’s unconfirmed.

 

Originally, she talked to her “Family” via audio and visual hallucinations…AND DERPY ME DIDN’T REMEMBER THIS IS A SIGN OF SCHIZOPHRENIA! Whoops!  

 

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O O C

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L I T E R A C Y - L E V E L S

Script: Open/closed

 

Short response: Open/closed

 

Mid-length response: Open/closed

 

Good god why are we writing novels?: Open/closed

 

R P - M E T H O D S

Skype: Open (Please note for username)/closed

 

Notes: Open/closed **Preferred method

 

Comments: Open/closed

 

Other: Open/closed(Might be making a tumblr for her and Mink)

 

A V A I L A B I L I T Y

Time Zone: PST-PDT

 

R P - S A M P L E

Source: Rainheart (Me) and Tawnymask (RoseyTail) oSaC 1.2 prompt

 

Sample: What had started with occasional bad dreams for the Japanese Bobtail warrior turned into constant nightmares of watching her young apprentice dying because of her. His blood staining her paws causing her to wake up with a start and check on her little apprentice. The nightmares were becoming so constant she decided on not sleeping any more than necessary leaving Rainheart tired and rather grumpy. She would snap at a few cats here and there or just hiss and snap she wanted to be alone, she eventually decided to just hang around her father’s rose she planted way back during one of Hop’s little…events. She wasn’t even looking at it, it was just far enough away from the crowds that she could ignore most of the cats. Her eyes were half way shut begging to sleep however Rainheart would bite herself to wake up just enough…

 

C R E D I T S

Blank character sheet © Riveriia

 

of Stars and Clans © Riveriia, PenguinEatsCarrots, Brayd-Gerard, and other members of the oSaC Admin Team

Mousepaw © Kidariko