Post by Tabby on Sept 3, 2012 22:42:28 GMT -5
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NAME: Robyn
GENDER: Female
AGE: Newborn
RESIDENCE: City
APPEARANCE:PELT COLOR:White
MARKINGS: Brown and black spots
PELT LENGTH: Medium
EYE COLOR: Greenish gray
BUILD: Normal
OTHER: N/a
PERSONALITY:Robyn is a quite the social butterfly. She loves to talk to everyone she meets and she’s very good at carrying on conversations. She likes to talk, and if the cat she’s talking to stops paying attention, she’ll simply continue to talk at them until they tell her to be quiet or go away. She usually says what’s on her mind, and though she has a filter it doesn’t always work too well. For this reason, she’s not very trustworthy with secrets—She’ll tell someone, not to gossip but simply because she can’t keep it bottled up inside of her. She lives where her mother, Sofie, used to, and she likes to sunbathe on the roof and talk to the birds or butterflies that happen to fly by. She knows they don’t know she’s talking to them, but it’s just nice to have someone there for her. She likes being the center of attention as well, but she doesn’t try to steal someone else’s spotlight and she knows when it’s the right time to draw back into the crowd and when her bubbly personality isn’t welcome.
RELATIONSHIPS:
MOTHER: Sofie- Tri-color calico she-cat with green eyes (Me!)
FATHER:Mason- Snow-shoe tom with blue eyes (Silver)
SIBLINGS: Fallon- Snow-shoe tom with darker mottled patches and green eyes (Silver)
Taggart- Brown tom with snow-shoe points as well as white and light brown patches. Green eyes. (Shadow)
Haynes- Sterile calico tom with white patches and green eyes (Sunneh)
CRUSH/MATE: None
OTHER:
HISTORY:Robyn was born to two slightly awkward cats, Sofie and Mason, who had a complicated relationship she couldn’t even begin to understand. They loved each other and that was enough for her. They were good parents to her and she loved them like crazy, but she would have gone insane if not for her aunt Asia, Mason’s sister, who was her constant relief from her doting parents. Early on, Asia adopted the name ‘Robbie’ for her, which annoyed Sofie to no end, but Robyn liked it because it was boyish and she was the only girl in her litter, so she fit in better. Of course, Robyn never really liked fitting in so she constantly dragged Asia off on some adventure through the city at random and unannounced points in the day. They always drove Sofie mad with worry, but Mason knew she was all right and allowed the adventures to continue.
When Robyn and her brothers were about a month old, Mason died protecting them from a rogue attack. This was very hard on Robyn, and the shock of the event lasted for at least a month afterward, plaguing her with nightmares where she saw her father die in front of her, again and again and again. She didn’t eat much during this period and lost a lot of weight, and being a kit who needed lots of energy, she became weak and easily tired. Gradually, the nightmares started to go away and she started to get over the trauma of his death. It continued to be a heavy burden on all of their hearts for a little while, but Robyn began eating again. She started to gain more energy back, and after a long time of living without it her body didn’t know what to do with all of it. So she started blowing off her steam in a weird way—Talking. She would talk at Asia or Sofie or Haynes or a rock for hours on end, just rambling about the most unrelated, bizarre things. Over time, this calmed down a little bit and she stopped rambling nonstop, but if she goes too long without talking the energy gets pent up inside her and she has to go scream into a bush.
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