Gender: female | she/her

Age: 47 moons

Sexual/Romantic Orientation: bisexual

Other Name(s): Fluffmom (nickname), Sunshine (nickname), Fawnpaw (past), Fawnkit (past)

Former Clan(s): none

Former Rank(s): apprentice, kit

 

Personality

An optimistic, loyal, and overreactive molly, Fawnfluff enjoys the presence of her loved ones and despises people who abandon their families. She is often more merciful than ruthless, and is maternal to most of the young cats of the Clan. She is stubborn, and often will refuse to do something that requires her to put someone she loves in danger, even if it means neglecting her duties. She is also somewhat self-depricating and blames herself for things that she cannot prevent, control, or avoid. Her self-depricating nature comes with the occasional mental rant about how useless she is to her Clan or family.

 

[+] Optimistic, merciful, maternal

[=] Protective, forgiving, loyal

[-] Overreactive, stubborn, self-depricating

 

Likes: kits, pretty mollies, racing, her brother

Dislikes: bees, snakes, fast water

 

Fears: to be shunned from her Clan, snakes, most venomous insects

Hopes: to be a mother

 

Theme Songs: Scumbag - Goody Grace [feat. blink-182] | Scars to your Beautiful - Allesia Cara

 

Backstory

As a kit, Fawnkit was bubbly and playful. For the first two moons of her life while she was nursing, her mother was there. But after she and her brother, Buzzingkit, were weaned, their mother mysteriously disappeared. No notice, no actions to lead to this, she left nothing but her two kits behind. So, Buzzingkit and Fawnkit were left to be tended to by the queens. This gave Fawnkit and Buzzingkit alike a great sense of respect for the caretakers of the Clan.

As apprentices, Fawnpaw and Buzzingpaw both recieved great training from their mentors. The siblings grew to be friendly, warm, and well-known for their kindness to other cats. Their mentors were always very proud, and they had an average apprenticeship. But when Buzzingpaw started to disappear from camp for hours at a time, Fawnpaw became suspicious of her brother’s wherabouts. So, one day, during sunhigh while everyone was sharing tongues and distracted, she followed her brother out into the territory. Apparently, he had been meeting up with some loner who was passing through on their way to the twolegplace in hopes of being taken into a twoleg nest. Buzzingpaw wanted to go with them. Her brother wanted to be a kittypet. The siblings fought, their verbal accusations turning into pushing and shouting. The traveling loner, frightened and confused, had lashed out at Fawnpaw with a clumsy strike at her face. The blow landed just below her left eye and sliced across the bridge of her nose. She was hurt, angry, and disappointed. She told her brother never to come near her again, to go live out the rest of his sad life with some twoleg. Never to be seen again, the unknown traveler and Buzzingpaw left Fawnpaw at the border to run home and lie about her brother. He had died in some fight and she had only gone out to find him. Her nose scar, as far as the Clan is concerned, is from her sticking up for her brother before his unfortunate loss. Some of the cats were suspicious about the lack of a body, however. She went through the remaining moon of her apprenticeship with less pep than usual, beginning to doubt herself and her abilities, even going as far as blaming herself for her family leaving.

The large molly was named Fawnfluff at her warrior ceremony for her fur’s texture. The newly-named Fawnfluff often found herself training with the apprentices, playing with kits, and chatting with the queens. She obviously still attended to her duties, but her favorite thing to do in her downtime was always watching over the nursery. She didn’t necessarily want to be in the nursery as a queen, but she had to admit that it was quite enjoyable. Less than ten moons ago, she discovered that she was quite good at caring for kits and quite enjoyed it. She felt her true calling may actually be as a queen. Since then, she has been yearning for kits, but has not actively been looking for a mate. She feels that something will go wrong, like all her familial relationships leading up to this point in her life.

 

Physical

Fawnfluff is a large fawn-colored Maine Coon cat with soft yellow eyes. Her fur is soft, usually well-groomed, and often free of matts. It is not as fluffy as most cats of her breed, but it does fill out in the winter. Her body is muscular under her fuzzy fur, which shows in her broad shoulders. She has soft, smooth, and luminescent yellow eyes. She holds herself tall and straight, with great posture.

 

She has a small scratch over her nose from a training accident.

 

Sweet, raw honey with an underlying windblown smell.

 

Statistics (out of ten)

Stealth: 4

Strength: 8

Stamina: 6

Hunting: 7

Climbing: 1 (if she ever tried)

Swimming: 0

Fighting: 7

Social: 8

Hygiene: 9

 

Health

Physical: Fawnfluff is not currently suffering any physical conditions right now. She seems to express more concern for others well-being over her own.

Mental: Fawnfluff shows signs of high-functioning anxiety. Those around her are not very worried, as they can not see what is happening under her social and gentle outside. She shows no worry for her mental health, mostly because of previous teachings that a strong individual will put others before them in all aspects.

Extras

Trivia One: Her coat is medium-length and often gets very frizzy in humid weather

Trivia Two: She once licked a pile of mouse bile on a dare, and she has not touched the stuff since.

 

The inspiration for Fluffmom here came from- joking! Actually, Jinx. made her basics. So credit to her for most of the character, I just added on to it and made it a bit more detailed! <3

I also struggled so much with her personality and non-physical stuff oml-

 

Voice: Ellen DeGeneres (American comedian)