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SWAMPWATER
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nessie; swampwater swamp for his disheveled and murky fur. water for his calm, levelheaded nature.
— warrior of riverclan; former loner
— male, he/they; afab
— 46 moons / ages every 1st
↳ penned by @foxlore
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tall, thin longhaired blue classic tabby with a white underside and orange eyes / toyhouse
long, luxurious, silky fur falls in curtains over a tall, thin frame. his fur is a pale gray-blue color, marked with whorls of darker blue and fading to a lighter underside. flamelike eyes glimmer yellow in the sunlight, taking on a more burnt hue at the edges, and are set in a seemingly permanent squint. his mouth is often held in a thin line, teeth clenched around the stem of some reedy plant.
↳ lh blue classic tabby with low white / carrying points, solid -
true neutral, grave cleric
intelligence ●●●●●●●●●○
confidence ●●●●●●●●○○
charisma ●●○○○○○○○○
creativity ●●○○○○○○○○
wisdom ●●●●●●●●●●
humor ●●●●○○○○○○
(+) calm, logical, honest, efficient, observant, organized (/) meticulous, stubborn, forgetful, superstitious, curious, confident (-) inflexible, possessive, uncreative, impatient, callous, judgmental.
swampwater is a man who has his entire life planned out, a meticulous person above all else. he carries a lot of wistfulness for his past, but understands that times have changed and he must keep moving forward. he feels lost and unsure of what to do if he is left without orders or instructions, and he has very little creativity to act on his own. he believes that being efficient with work is more important than being friendly, but he will not be rude for no reason. he can be seen as inflexible and stubborn, because he doesn't have any patience for lazy or incompetent clanmates. despite this, he tries to avoid embarrassing others or making them look bad, even if it is their own fault. despite his coarse attitude, he works best when he is paired with others and cannot stand being left alone with his thoughts. he asks a lot of questions in conversations in attempts to sate his endless curiosity.
↳ mannerisms due to his slightly cloudy vision, he squints most of the time.
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npcxxnpcsibling to none | mentoring no one, mentored by no one
mate to 1 npc husband | parent to 2 npc kits (poppy, lilac) | left his mate and kits shortly after they were weaned
— admires
— close friends with
— friends with
— likes
— dislikes
— loathes
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strength ●●●●●●●●○○
stamina ●●●●●○○○○○
agility ●●●○○○○○○○
hunting ●●●●○○○○○○
swimming ●●●●●●●○○
climbing ●●●○○○○○○○
constitution ●●●●●●●●○○
divorced; biromantic, asexual / not interested (but i am)
— physical health [ 100% ] | mental health [ 75% ]
— might start fights | will not flee | will not show mercy
— excels at short sprints, stealth, negotiation
— poor at climbing, hunting, running long distances
— sounds like fuckin uhh / wallace (pokémon journeys english dub)
— smells like pond water
— healing & peaceful powerplay allowed.
— speech is #fff9ac
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backstory / simplified history
Long before Swampwater joined the marsh group, he lived on his own, aimlessly wandering the forest and enjoying each day as it came to him. It was peaceful, this life of wandering, even if it was a bit lonely. He lived like this for the first year of his life—until one day lightning struck a tree, igniting a flame that spread quickly into a forest fire. The fire ravaged each and every tree, burning the woods that Nessie called home. He ran and ran, at some points only barely outpacing the fire’s spread, until he spotted a stranger, struggling with a paw pinned beneath a fallen log. Nessie had half a mind to keep running, but his conscience won out and he stopped to help the other cat.
The cat he rescued, a handsome tom, was injured badly enough that once they got to safety, Nessie had to care for him for nearly two moons. By that point, the two had been creeping ever closer, dancing around one another, and finally the tension snapped. A whirlwind of a night led to confessions of feelings shared, and by morning the two had decided to become mates.
The two lived together as mates for two years, settling down by a pond not too far from the woods. The good times lasted for as long as possible before another tragedy struck. Nessie fell pregnant, and began to lash out at his husband for things that neither of them could justify. His mate thought it was simply the hormones getting to him, but Nessie seemed to grow more and more dejected with each passing day.
Two kits were born, and Nessie did not care for them. He allowed them to nurse, but refused to give them names. His mate pushed for him to name them, hoping that whatever this was could be fixed, but eventually gave up after a moon and named the kits. His husband offered affection and care easily, but Nessie wanted nothing to do with the children he’d borne. Nessie spoke of leaving them behind or dropping them off in the twolegplace, and his husband grew annoyed with him until finally the argument broke out into a screaming match between the two.
Nessie loved his husband dearly, perhaps more than he’d ever loved himself, but he could not go on like this. He accepted his husband’s cuddles, kisses, and boundless affection for only six more days after the kits were fully weaned.
Then one night, Nessie rose on shaky limbs, regarding his slumbering husband with one last, deep look. He wiped at his eyes before turning and slinking off into the darkness. Back to the forest he went, sweeping through the trees until he came across a group of cats in the marshland. He joined their ranks, hoping to forget about his family, and renamed himself Swamp.
When the marsh and pine groups split off into clans, he traveled with Cicada to what would be RiverClan. He took another new name, Swampwater, and lived there for many moons. He hasn’t seen his husband or kits since, and hopes that it stays that way.
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