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Name: Pinekit (goes by Pineapple lol)
Age(In Moons): 7 moons apparently
Gender: Male
Rank: Kit
Personality: A lot like Swampkit, but less of a stare at you and make things awkward personality and more of a watch you while you sleep and plot your murder one. He hates your guts and nothing can change that, except he acts friendly to everyone as a ploy of gaining trust. The only reason he likes Swampkit (and Toadkit by association) is because she shares his level of sociopathicness. He's insane, and yet perfectly in his right mind. As much as he is unlike Swampkit, he is also alike with her and so he has his disturbing quirks. One such being the fact that when he is either ignored or unignored, he will rear onto his hind legs, flap his forepaws and legs like an owl. A lot like this, actually
＜￣｀ヽ、 ／￣＞
ゝ、 ＼ ／⌒ヽ,ノ /´
ゝ、 `（ ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) ／
> ,ノ
∠_,,,/´”
And pretty much the only one besides Toadkit who can withstand her stares without feeling awkward.
Clan: SmokeClan
Mentor/Apprentice: None
Description:
(Guess which one's him.) A tabby tom with amber eyes that are seemingly permanently rolling, and it always appear to be at no other cat but you. (Think about that.)
History: He literally fell out of a pine tree onto a SmokeClan warrior as a newborn kit, in an attempt to decapitate him.
Hate/Crush Everyone: Lol yes
Kits: He'd have kits only to give himself a source of food.
Parents: Probably two pine trees, judging by how an hour old kit fell out of a tree and because he goes out into the wood just to have full on conversations with the trees. Only pine trees, though.
Siblings: They didn't really develop like him. Pine needles and tree sap.
Grandparents: Probably four even older pine trees
Other Kin: He feels related to all trees, but pines are what he connects with most.
If I believe your cat is right for the prophecy, would you like to be a part of it?: He's already too important.
Roleplay Example(Read rules first): Pinekit slid out of the nursery that he was obviously too old for, sending his piercing amber gaze around the camp of warriors, or as he saw, instruments of practicing savagery. Seeing nothing that was at all worth his time, except Swampkit, but she was busy with an annoying apprentice. With nowhere else to go, he sought shelter in the forest. Pinekit slithered through the trees, stopping only when he reached two, towering, twin (alliteration lol) pine trees. He started to speak to them, although it was mostly gibberish that he refers to as too intellectual for ordinary cats.
Other: He has a fear of squirrels and mice, along with other natural predators of pine trees and their needles.
Username: vachick15
(Picture is from a free picture website)
