Post by Deleted on Feb 6, 2019 2:52:56 GMT -5
Name: Mintfur
Age: 64 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Loner
Rank: Loner
Picture:
Description Summary: Mintfur is a small, short furred, beige she-cat with dark brown Bengal markings and faint green eyes.
Personality:
Although not as commanding as her mother, Mintfur has strong morals and is very well disciplined. She definitely didn't inherit Grousefeather's wandering soul, much liking her cave. If it was up to her, she'd be content living there the rest of her life, growing old and teaching her grand-kits as Grousefeather taught hers. Unlike her son, Vireo, she lives to share every ounce of her being with those she loves. Mintfur was a very loving mother, though can easily be stressed out. Her methods would be deemed liberal by the majority of the world, which didn't always settle well with her mother's conservative ways, though Mintfur's forgiving and mediative nature soothes the family in the most turbulent of times.
History:
Mintfur was born from Grousefeather, her father being a Rainclan warrior that her mother never named, but always mentioned in her stories. She was raised like a clan cat, given the name Mintkit by her mother, then being apprenticed by her before finally receiving her warrior name of Mintfur. Though, no matter how many times she heard the tales of gore and glory from her mother, she grew more and more attached to her cave. She soon met a handsome tom, and after a one night stand, a glimpse of romance, Mintfur returned to her normal life.
She later found out she was expecting kits.
Grousefeather was ecstatic, and although Mintfur was a bit intimidated, once her kits were born, she felt grounded to the mountains. She never wanted to leave, though her she-kit, Egg, pulled Grousefeather out of her nest day in and day out on ridiculous adventures. Mintfur loved her kits, though had a greater attachment with Vireo. They shared the same love for a simple and sustaining life in the rugged mountains.
When her kits were 18 moons old, Grousefeather and Egg disappeared right before a rainstorm, the torrential downpour washing away the scents, and any hopes of finding the rest of their family.
For all she knew, they were dead, though the thought that maybe Grousefeather actually had returned to her real home did lighten the she-cat's spirits.
Adoptable: Yes (personality+description+name up to adopter)
Creator: Jet
Age: 64 moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan: Loner
Rank: Loner
Picture:
Description Summary: Mintfur is a small, short furred, beige she-cat with dark brown Bengal markings and faint green eyes.
Personality:
Although not as commanding as her mother, Mintfur has strong morals and is very well disciplined. She definitely didn't inherit Grousefeather's wandering soul, much liking her cave. If it was up to her, she'd be content living there the rest of her life, growing old and teaching her grand-kits as Grousefeather taught hers. Unlike her son, Vireo, she lives to share every ounce of her being with those she loves. Mintfur was a very loving mother, though can easily be stressed out. Her methods would be deemed liberal by the majority of the world, which didn't always settle well with her mother's conservative ways, though Mintfur's forgiving and mediative nature soothes the family in the most turbulent of times.
History:
Mintfur was born from Grousefeather, her father being a Rainclan warrior that her mother never named, but always mentioned in her stories. She was raised like a clan cat, given the name Mintkit by her mother, then being apprenticed by her before finally receiving her warrior name of Mintfur. Though, no matter how many times she heard the tales of gore and glory from her mother, she grew more and more attached to her cave. She soon met a handsome tom, and after a one night stand, a glimpse of romance, Mintfur returned to her normal life.
She later found out she was expecting kits.
Grousefeather was ecstatic, and although Mintfur was a bit intimidated, once her kits were born, she felt grounded to the mountains. She never wanted to leave, though her she-kit, Egg, pulled Grousefeather out of her nest day in and day out on ridiculous adventures. Mintfur loved her kits, though had a greater attachment with Vireo. They shared the same love for a simple and sustaining life in the rugged mountains.
When her kits were 18 moons old, Grousefeather and Egg disappeared right before a rainstorm, the torrential downpour washing away the scents, and any hopes of finding the rest of their family.
For all she knew, they were dead, though the thought that maybe Grousefeather actually had returned to her real home did lighten the she-cat's spirits.
Adoptable: Yes (personality+description+name up to adopter)
Creator: Jet