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Horse; Horsepaw She was given the name horse in hopes she would embody the animals strength and speed
— Skyclan; Former Loner
— She-Cat, She/Her; Bisexual Monogamist
— created 3/9/2026 / 9 moons / ages every 28th
↳ penned by @Kedamono
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Brown tabby she-cat with green eyes / reference
A tall young she-cat with a stern expression seemingly perpetually etched onto her features, her fur is short and colored a shade of ruddy brown contrasted by dark stripes and a creamy underbelly. She's a rather standard looking cat one who is still growing into her limbs and as the moons go by her body will only fill out when she finally gets proper meals. She would not stand out much at all if it weren't for her face, she was born unfortunately with eyes that appear consistently angry and her stone faced drooped maw doesn't help her case. Some could claim she looks intimidating those younger then her especially so.
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Neutral Good, ISFP, RavenclawIntelligence ●●●●●●●○○○
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(+) Independent, Altruistic, Kind-natured, Gentle (/) Serious, Cautious (-) Naïve, Blunt, Shy, Horsepaw still is figuring herself out, being out on her own hasn't allowed her time to think about who she really was or what she wanted she was focused on surviving and little else. She's a survivor if nothing more, she may not be the fittest as her mother would like to claim but she's able to get by rather its by speeding ahead or at a crawl, the thing is she never liked this lifestyle she may be able to live that way but it's not what she wanted. Those lonely nights spent with nothing but worry and fear as company weren't enjoyable she got nothing out of the loners life other then seeing pretty sights. She missed her family, missed the luxuries of having another pair of claws to rely on. It's the reason why the minute she heard of a large group of cats from the gossip of kittypets she jumped at the opportunity to see if that life would be more fulfilling.
Her separation from any peer has left her to flounder in social situations, she's horribly shy and while she wants to make good impressions it's not uncommon for her to stare at someone after they say hello deliberating over a response only to mumble a choked reply. She's unsure about most things, she takes her time and is very cautious with everything she does she's particularly alert outside of camp as if expecting something to run through the bushes and try to chase her. It will take a while for her adjust to her new life. She doesn't always understand social cues.
Says things as they are, doesn't care to mince words or hide a thing, she's honest as they come and sometimes can be too honest. She expects the same out of others and for that reason she can be easily misled or tricked, she's a easy candidate to prank. She's not fully oblivious but she trusts pretty easily. She's young and maybe mentally behind a moon or two due to her separation from most other cats, she's very very impressionable and will change as time passes by the connections she makes and what she experiences through clan life.
↳ mannerisms elaborate.
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Hound x ??? sibling to Elk, Hare and Boar | mentoring no one, mentored by
Mate to [bn/a[/b] | Parent to n/a
— Admires
— Close friends with
— Friends with
— Likes
— Dislikes
— Loathes
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strength ●●●●●●●○○○Single; Bisexual Monogamous / crushing on n/a, Not looking
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agility ●●●●●●●○○○
hunting ●●●●●●●○○○
swimming ●●○○○○○○○○
climbing ●●○○○○○
grace ●●●●●●○○○○
Trusts very easily
— physical health [ 100% ] | mental health [ 60% ]
— will not start fights | will flee | will show mercy
— excels at Basic survival skills; she's great at hiding and running away, Isn't really horrible or great at anything currently
— poor at Social situations
— sounds like Ellie Kendrick as Taelia Fordragon
— smells like Dirt and wheat
— healing & peaceful powerplay allowed.
— speech is #82C673
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if you want >:)
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Backstory / simplified history
Her mother hound comes from a long line of loners who believe heavily in survival of the fittest, while her mother was never malicious and prepared her as much as she could for what she could expect in the wild she was still pushed from the nest before she learned to fly. She was roughly five moons and had no-one but herself to rely on and skidded by catching what she could (not much) and thieving form two-legs and kittypets as a supplement so she wouldn't starve. She's been many places never sticking around long for any predator to learn her routes or pick up her scent, she's been travelling for longer then she knew and eventually wound up in the territories of the clans having arrived at twolegs place. She'd heard gossip about cats living in two worlds, cats who called themselves "Daylight warriors" of this "Skyclan" and she couldn't help herself from asking and then seeking them out for herself.
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