Marbles

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Name: Marbles
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Female
Clan: Loner
Rank: Warrior
Personality:

Marbles is a very timid cat when it comes to new things. She is capable of picking up the smallest of details due to her careful watchfulness. She is extremely intelligent to mature for her age, so she intensively thinks things over before coming to a conclusion. She will make no assumption of a cat by their appearance alone. Substential evidence is the only thing that can really make her not like a cat. She is polite, but blunt. She isn't afraid to speak her mind, but she do it nicely. She is adventurous, but not nearly as much as her brother is. Her father and brother made her wary of all males. Marbles cherishes all friendship. She secretly loathes her given name. She is independent, and a fairly good hunter. She doesn't exactly understand the whole Clan life, but she is legitimately interested in the matter. But not to the point that she'd completely leave the cul-de-sac like her littermate.

Description:

Splotches of browns, gingers, and blacks cover the majority of the dorsal portion of her petite body. Her white base coat shows on her underbelly, chest, and snout. The calico mixture coats all of her tail except the tip and snakes down one of her back limbs. Marbles has a darling pink nose. Her striking green eyes are what gave her mother the idea for the name Marbles. She has one black cheek and one brown cheek. Brown color seeps down her front right legs, but stops approximately at the elbow. She has toned muscles from being basically on her own for several moons. Her claws are long and sharp.

Clan Page Description:

a small calico she-cat with gorgeous green eyes

History:

''KIT LIFE;; Snuggled warmly in a nest inside of a twoleg den was a fluffy black and white queen. She rested lightly, purring loudly. She was proud of her little family. Two very young kits wrestled for the best spot in the curve of her belly. A solid black kit and a calico kit. They awoke their mother, and she responded by nudging the larger black kit softly away from his sister. He huffed, frustrated, but quickly forgot the incident and busied himself by suckling. The queen breathed in the kits' beautiful scent, thinking about how lucky she was for these angels. Khloe was a kittypet, and she took all the things she knows for granted. Her mate, Rixen, is a loner. He pads around looking for food. One day he found himself in Khloe's garden, and he fell in love. This big, macho tabby tom fell head over heels in love with dainty Khloe. He stayed around more and more often, and she eventually warmed up to him. He still catted around fairly often, but he never laid eyes on another she-cat. His heart belonged to Khloe. After some time, she became pregnant. Her owners weren't too surprised, but they weren't exactly happy about it either. Rixen's heart was taken again by the precious bundles that he and Khloe had brought into this world. Khole and Rixen decided on the names Marbles and Night. Both kits were extremely rambunctious, as most young creatures are, but they were also good listeners and paid attention to their parents' orders. They obeyed fairly well and learned rapidly about life. Night acted out more often than Marbles just because of his "superiority", or so he thought.

''APPRENTICE;; With the Clan cats, kits are named apprentices at around 6 moons to begin training. Rixen knew plenty about the Clans' ways, as he'd come across them on several occasions. He told his kits about the five Clans and their
differences and specialties. Marbles believed that Clan life was for the dogs, but Night was intrigued. He informed his family on many occasions that he intended on joining one of the Clans one day and become the greatest warrior there was. However dangerous Khloe believed that Clans' ways of life was, her son was determined to join them someday. Marbles was content with being a wandering garden cat. They weren't allowed inside as often since the twolegs enjoyed them less than when they were tiny kits. So they would come in on really cold nights, but they were on their own for the most part(besides Khloe, she'd always be on their good side). Marbles' father had never been allowed inside, and he was growing less fond of Khloe. He loved his kits, but he and their mother fought a lot. He shortened his visits and stopped coming altogether. Because of his father's slow abandonment and his intense desire for the wild, Marbles' brother began venturing farther and farther from their nest.

''WARRIOR;; Night would stay out longer every week, and eventually, he didn't return. Marbles hoped that he had found the Clans and they had taken mercy on him. He was a strong tom, suitable for the wild, she thought, from the looks of the Clan cats she'd seen in her lifetime, anyways. He was capable, she knew, of that way of life. But she was left with her mother, who was slowly going insane from the loss of the only tom she'd loved. Marbles had a lot of freedom, and she tried to stay away from the nest as much as possible. These days, she's known as more of a loner than a house cat to most of the felines in the area. She taught herself, with instinct and observation, how to hunt. Marbles is the age of a young warrior, and has the muscle tone and skills to match. She doesn't have great aspirations for her life, so she basically just lives each day as it comes.

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