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SILTCLOUD
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siltkit | siltpaw | siltcloud
→ 'silt' for her pelt color and after her father; 'cloud' for her passive personality and markings
→ nicknames?
21 moons | ages realtime on the 10th
→ created on 07/18/22
→ born 08/10/22
→ died 02/27/24
female [afab] | uses feminine pronouns [she/her]
biromantic | bisexual | monogamous
→ single; not looking [closed to plotting]
shadowclan exile | rogue
→ born and raised in shadowclan; exiled on 12/01/23
→ previously a kit, apprentice, and warrior of shadowclan
→ loyal only to herself and her loved ones
→ dark forest resident -
shorthaired cinnamon classic tabby with low white & polydactylism [carries dilute & solid & longhair] | reference
↳ a frail looking thing, silt is slim and slight, nearly all skin and bones. of short stature, she looks much younger than she is, with thin and lithe limbs. her features are curved rather than narrowed, with rounded cheeks and jawline, and like her mother her bones seem to jut out from beneath her pelt no matter how much she eats. her dust hued pelt is limp and dull, lacking any shine or gloss even when clean. a sooty undercoat is layered with thick earth toned stripes and blots, with hardly any space between each marking. a splatter of white tints her face like watercolor upon a canvas, covering most of the left side before trailing down her neck to stop beneath her ear. her crooked tail is white from the halfway point to it's tip, and she has white socks on all four paws. dull sage green eyes finish up her look, lifeless and often unexpressive - only showing the faintest flicker of emotion.→ defining features
→ has a kinked tail from playing too rough as a child; back paws each have an additional toe resulting in all four paws having five toes each; old scarring upon shoulders and hind leg; bears a massive scar covering her throat from the day she died
→ speaks in a quiet and rather unobtrusive sounding voice with very little emotion or intonation. since joining the place of no stars has not spoken a single word.
→ siltcloud moves silently and effortlessly, slinking about like a panther, but with an innate sense of confidence and stealth. within the dark forest, she moves with precision and stealth, stalking and killing any souls unfortunate enough to enter her self proclaimed corner of the forest.
designed by kitty-kat- | toyhouse
→ faceclaim: n/a
→ voiceclaim: n/a
→ aesthetics: dirt and dust, old books and parchment, owls and sparrows, writing on walls, medical experiments, grunge
→ theme weeks: halsey badlands for album week;
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intelligent | obedient | loyal | polite | skilled
religious | superstitious | apathetic | morbid | uncaring
embittered | cruel | vindictive | unprincipled | resentful
↳ quiet and withdrawn, there is little to be side of siltclouds personality at first glance - a reliable warrior, a passive presence, a guileless facade - a shadow, nothing more. the real silt is much different however - gone are her people-pleaser days as those around her die or betray her, she trusts near to none. while still a reliable warrior oft found hunting, patrolling, and leaping into battle at her superiors command, beneath the surface lies a cold and apathetic truth. she views those around her as objects more so than people, a game of chess where everyone (including herself) are the pieces being moved endlessly by one another, and by starclan themselves. though she plays the part of a loyal warrior, she cares for only a chosen few, the rest only serving as cannon fodder and a necessary evil to give her loved ones the life she feels they deserve. Jealousy, disgust, cold anger - none of these are unfamiliar feelings to siltcloud, oft coiled tightly like serpents wriggling in her chest as she passes the day by. violence no longer bothers her, only leaves a hollow emptiness or pleasant sense of vindictive pleasure behind when she commits such violent acts. towards those she calls friends, she feels a sense of possession, of ownership - they are wholly and unequivocally hers, and anyone who gets in her way deserves to be punished - even the stars themselves. anxiety still weighs heavily upon her fragile mind, though these days she no longer fears of others perceptions but of loss and grief - the inability to protect those she loves from harm, be it outside forces or even her own brother. though secretive and deceptive in nature, she tends to be more honest, more calculating and blunt towards the few she's grown to love. she'd do near anything for her loved ones, be it lie or cheat or steal, or even commit acts of murder should the need arise. undyingly and unfailingly loyal, she wavers only when the two sides are pitted against each other, the outcome of such situations unclear. with her exile from shadowclan, she feels she has gotten vengeance on those who wronged her, and instead she's thrown herself fully into motherhood. she'd do anything for her kits - even give them up, if that's what it takes for them to be safe.
↳ after waking up in the place of no stars, siltcloud has withdrawn from society, taking her self-imposed exile as her penance, and dealing with the tumultuous grief that rages within her at the loss of her kits and her life.
→ likes: being alone,spending time with friends, rain, battle
→ dislikes: small spaces,decision making, bullies, cold weather, snow
→ fears: the thunderpath & thunderpath tunnel
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extroverted — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — introverted
reckless — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — cautious
competitive — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — cooperative
emotional — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — composed
lazy — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — diligent
energetic — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — calm
playful — ▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰▰ — serious↳ chews and bites at her claws when stressed. smirks rather than smiles when amused, and eyes seem to brighten from their normal dull color.favorite food: frog
favorite activity: hunting
favorite time of day: night
favorite weather: cloudy but warm, or warm but rainy
favorite season: greenleaf
→ goals: n/a
→ achievements: named the burnt sycamore -
health: level | 00/100 [is literally dead]
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ hunting: level | 70/100
★★★★★★★☆☆☆ fighting: level | 80/100
★★★★★★★★☆☆ attack: level | 90/100
★★★★★★★★★☆ defense: level | 70/100
★★★★★★★☆☆☆ [spec.] stealth: level | 90/100
★★★★★★★★★☆ [spec.] running: level | 50/100
★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆
' smile tight, doesn't reach your eyes '
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