Wolf Mother ˚。 °. Dewdrop


see you soon . ↳7.7.2022
Jun 7, 2022

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    Dewdrop, Dew
    ↳ named after the fresh rain she was born in.
    — currently a marsh group resident, fearful of the group's enviornment
    — cisgender female; uses she / her pronouns
    — created 6.8.22 at 32 moons / died 7.7.22
    ↳ penned by Floppie
  • a medium-haired, tortoiseshell point with dull blue eyes / irl ref
    A cat with a mostly average build, perhaps a bit broader than the average molly. Pale, plush fur that thickens up around her neck and tail. Her tortoiseshell coloring is more visible around her face, obvious in the way one ear reflects orange and the other a warm, dark tone. Her coloring becomes stranger the farther back you go- her tail a strange blending of black and orange.
    ↳ carrying dilute​
  • true neutral
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    (+) Autonomous, efficient, punctual (/) prideful, succinct, reserved (-) distrustful, selfish, judgemental, anxious. previously did her best to carry herself with poise, though six kittens have worn that side of her down quite a bit. Reserved, prefers not to rely on others, though her situation has left her no choice. Still coming to terms with it. Shes far more lax as a mother than she would have been with one or two kittens, but she is still stern when she needs to be. Keeps her pride about her even if she can't quite keep up her looks the way she did before. Keeps her family above all, apathetic toward anyone else.

    ↳ mannerisms has a tendency to speak to those she isn't close to with a lifted chin, gazing down at them (if her height permits it) with a slightly narrowed gaze. Her tail keeps close to her at all times, either hugged close to her body or wrapped around her paws. Out of the way of any kits.
  • NPC x NPC sister to unknown.
    Mate to Crow | Mother to Froggy, Rocky, Ivy, Tommy, Dizzy, and Foxy (Adopted)
    ──── likes Moth & Hound
    ──── weary of many
    ──── loathes Bone
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    taken; heterosexual, monogamous / formerly mated to NPC
    fiercely distrustful, keeps herself closed off to any who aren't her family
    — physical health: [ 0% ] | mental health: [ 40% ]
    — will not start fights / will not end fights / will flee / will show mercy
    poor hunting & nightvision
    sounds like a low but feminine tone, soft, but capable of taking on a sharp tone when needed / Blue Diamond
    smells of a pine forest after it rains
    — healing & peaceful powerplay allowed
    sounds like: a tired, lower-pitched voice. A flat tone that can take on sternness when needed.
    speech is #859EA6
  • Backstory
    She was young and dumb once. Sheltered for the most of her life under the watchful eye of her parents. She was gold, someone who couldn't be touched, who would succeed at anything she put her mind to. She was no prepared for her parents to die.

    Off on her own for the first time in her life. Well into adulthood, but still possessing an inexperienced mind. Her ability to climb was poor, her ability to hunt practically non-existent. You'd thank the star's that she'd never had to fight anyone. She was foolish, inexperienced. And he made sure to let her know whenever he had the chance. Her help was a cruel teacher, unafraid to bite her with his words. And he claims that it's out of love. And the feeling is mutual... She thinks.

    Kittens are coming, it's easy to tell by now. For the first time in a while, her heart is warmed. Warmed by the thought of caring for little bundles, doing her best for them.

    And she realizes, if he were to treat them as he treated her. Well, she might become violent.

    She leaves, not a day later. Unharmed, though not without a sting in her heart. Never again, is her promise. Never again would she allow herself to be treated that way. She wanders, and wanders. And on the way, Crow. He is not like the other. Warmth, once again.

    Tales of a group reach her ears. Residing in a marsh. of all places. Barbaric, uncouth. But maybe for her children she could...

    Important Threads
    ( ☆ ) Interaction ( ★ ) Development
    ☆★ something entirely new
    ☆ cloudy skies
    ☆ walk on watter
    ☆ unsettling truth
    ★ not another moment

    ──── crow encounter
    ──── dewfam intro
    ──── chat with froggy
    ──── anxiety
    ──── leaving; last breath

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