EVERYTHINGS BETTER WHEN WE’RE TOGETHER [Wildflower]

. Wildflower .

Friends with the monster under my bed ~
Jul 14, 2022
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    previous name(s); Velvet Wildflower
    named herself after the patches of wild flowers by her first home
    — Future Warrior of Thunderclan
    — female, she/her; pansexual , monogamist
    — 15 Moons
    — created 07.16.2022 at 13 moons / ages every 1st
    ↳ penned by @Noor
  • blueish gray molly with short fur and dark green eyes / reference
    At first glance, it is easy to tell Wildflower is a friendly soul. She stands at a shorter than average height, with round and gleeful facial features that make her a welcoming face in a crowd. Her short fur is a brilliant shade of muted grey, with a seemingly blue tint to it. Her pair of round eyes are a muted green and her nose and paw pads are grey.
    ↳ Large scar in the shape of three claw marks on her left flank
    ↳ Small hidden scar at the top of her neck​
    ↳ blue shorthair w/ no white & green eyes.​

  • Intelligence ●●●●●●●○○○
    Confidence ●●●●●○○○○○
    Charisma ●●●●●●●●●○
    Creativity ●●●●●●●●○○
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    Humor ●●●●●●●●●○

    (+)
    Optimistic
    Intelligent
    Kind
    Charismatic
    Hard Working
    Charming
    Maternal
    (/)
    Sensitive
    Awkward
    Aloof
    Anxious at times
    (-)
    Socially unaware
    Cowardly
    Juvenile
    Naïve
    Easily confused

    A sweet soul with often good intentions and bad execution, Wildflower is a natural sleuth at heart. She often stands out from the crowd with her odd questions and strategies. Her mind is very bright, and always churning, but that can easily be overrided by her distant tendencies, which include dazing off, day dreaming often, and seeming as though her head is in the clouds. Despite her friendly nature and her intelligence, she is riddled with flaws as young cats often are. Easily deemed socially inept, she often misses social cues and manners, blunt with her words and a bad habit of pointing out small mistakes, which make her come off as arrogant at times. Despite this, she still tries to make friends wherever she can. She loves learning new stories whilst hiding her own. She loves taking care of everyone and anyone, from young to old, and is often the first to volunteer to kit-sit, or take care of the elders.
    ↳ mannerisms elaborate.
  • NPC x NPC sibling to none | mentoring no one, mentored by no one
    Mate to N/A | Parent to N/A | Other kin
    — Admires Quail, Emberstar, Howlingwind
    — Close friends with TBD
    — Friends with Quail
    — Likes Leaf
    — Dislikes TBD
    — Loathes TBD
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    stamina ●●●●●●●●○○
    agility ●●●○○○○○○○
    hunting ●●●●●●●○○○
    swimming ●●●●●●●●○○
    climbing ●●●●●●●○○○
    grace ●●○○○○○○○○
    Single ; Pansexual, monogamous , crushing on Leaf , [not] looking
    Trusts easily / hard to make an enemy out of / falls in love easily
    — physical health [ 100% ] | mental health [ 100% ]
    — (will not) start fights | (will not) end fights | (will) flee | (will) show mercy
    excels at
    • swimming
    • climbing
    • kit-sitting
    poor at
    • medicine
    • combat
    • patrols
    sounds like TBD voice claim if applicable
    smells like vanilla + oak
    — healing & peaceful powerplay allowed.
    — speech is #hexcode
  • Backstory / simplified history
    Born to two loners, Wildflower truthfully doesn’t remember much of her kithood, other than she was an only child and dubbed “Velvet.”
    After losing her parents in a forest fire at a young age, she found a small group of traveling loners. When asked for her name, she chose “Wildflower” after the field she had been born in, and that had been close by her home in the first few moons of her life. She traveled with the group until she was old enough to hunt and live on her own, from then she went off by herself, often bouncing from one place to another. It wasn’t until she heard of the two large groups of cats in the pines and marshes that she settled down in a near by Oak forest, mostly out of curiosity. There, she met an elderly molly named Quail, who she quickly befriended. On the night of the Great Battle, Wildflower had been near by, watching with her interest peaked, despite the terror that the war cries caused her. When Thunderclan was formed, Wildflower was quick to join behind Quail, discarding her nomadic life for something new.

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    THE STRANGER, THE BETTER




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