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i love spring flowers, romanticising dead people, and spiced apple cake, emphasis on the spiced.
in the past, i've been leader of summerclan,
foreign affairs proxy of pi, and mca of fallclan. i created the garden keepers and places like the witch's house and the deep lands ♡ i love rps rooted in fun and believable relationships, however insane the characters may be. i'll also probably make one of yours marry one of mine, i'm too much of a romantic here <3
i won't be nearly as active as i was last time round - my real life has to come first and i hope this will just be a fun little aside ♡ i'll love you for your patience.
pm me to rp!! c;
discord: fox 🌱🍄#9378
♡ ♡ hello, from your most admiring of admirers GOLD was here !
link to my old characters thread: here former wetpaint names/sites: Darkness#Falls! and Aspenspellx - WFS, CP, WO adoptables: doe's grown-up kits (0/6 left)
by aud <33 if you know the bad word no you don't <3
doe boi by graypillowart <33
SHORT PROFILES:
CHARACTERS:
summerclan: 2
primal instinct: 2
dayclan: 1
INTER-CHARACTER RELATIONSHIPS:
- Eshek and Doe have been friends since he was an apprentice in NightClan and she was a trainee in the League; they're more distant now, but they came back to life at the same time and are still friends
- Doe is (soon to be) Kier's uncle-in-law
- Eshek dislikes Kier, Kier disdains her but sucks up to her because of her position
DOEFRECKLE PLOTS: any!! romance (flings/one-night-stands) is still a go for now <3
MATE: Hywel (plotted) SEXUALITY: Gay (he/him)
KITS: BIOLOGICAL, with Beetuft: Bluebelldream, Wisteriasun, Snowdropwhimsy, Tulipdance, Poppyskip; ADOPTED, with Shaded: Lilydawn, Batflower (✞), Applekit (✞), Foxkit (✞)
KIER PLOTS: anything!!! let him get obsessed with you
MATE(S): Eris (queerplatonic partner/open relationship, TBA) SEXUALITY: Bicurious and poly (any pronouns, usually he/him) (we love a genderfluid queer-coded villain)
KITS: None. Yet. That is a threat.
OTHER S/Os: Probably still gonna kind of be fixated on Foxpaw/fable (and maybe Sunpaw/veins) even as an adult shrug emoji
OTHER NAMES: Kiernan, Kier-kun, Sugarsweet, Honeysuckle, Corinthianscheme, Athenianscandal
RANK: Trainee
CLAN(S): Primal Instinct, previously a rogue with his father, sister and brother
FAMILY: Harley (father), Mal (brother), Kate (sister), Hywel (uncle), Rhiannon (mother), Bermondsey (cousin-in-law) TREE:Rhiannon/Harley (Katie, the loch, Alistair)
kier's is transparent bc he is a mirror with nothing of genuine substance, i know im a genius
WEEVILSPIKE PLOTS:
MATE: SEXUALITY: Gay (?) (he/him or they/them, very chill)
KITS:
OTHER S/Os: Still has a crush on his childhood friend Pikejaw (left the Clan)
NEGATIVE - self-destructive, insecure, a hopeless romantic - vain - capable of thoughtlessness, cruelty, & manipulation - dependent on others' opinions for his self-image - poor judge of character/struggles to see faults - some of his lovey-dovey-ness is an act
HISTORY
Currently: just got resurrected after haunting SummerClan for two years! So he's totally normal and not traumatised at all c:
Doe was born to middle class, run-of-the-mill warriors in NightClan with his brother, Flickerflame. They had no great claim to importance; had never done anything rare or inspiring; would just fade into obscurity and be forgotten. Since kithood, he dreamed of something more. He wanted to explore the far reaches of the world, wanted to see everything beyond NightClan's borders, wanted to meet strangers and go on adventures and live a life full of stories and discoveries and, most of all, love. He'd always been a hopeless romantic, and to him love was the greatest ambition of all.
He was a boisterous kit, slightly too insolent to be a favourite of the elders but sweet enough to be loved by the queens. Then, just before his apprentice ceremony, he fell sick and was held back. He watched his brother be apprenticed without him and spent the next moon in the medicine den. His ego was wounded and he thought many a nasty thing about his brother. When he was finally apprenticed, he worked twice as hard as any other apprentice - hardly sleeping, bringing back twice as much prey as anyone else, grooming the elders twice a day, changing Burningstar's and the elders' bedding without being asked and making sure they noticed - and it paid off. He earned his warrior name the same time as his brother and sat vigil on the same night. It was not only the proudest moment of his life, but also, to him, the night his great adventure would truly begin.
The night of his vigil, he convinced Flickerflame to cover for him and snuck out of camp. He went to visit a loner he'd been seeing for a few moons, since the middle of his apprenticeship, and told him the good news, beaming with pride and feeling incredibly grown-up. In a moment of blind love-rush, the newly-named and twice-as-innocent Doe told him he loved him. The loner, Odysseus, plagued by the same internalised homophobia that would come to haunt Doe far more after that night, lashed out at him and ended up fracturing his front leg. Odysseus fled, leaving Doe broken, terrified, and alone, sobbing frantically in the middle of the night-time forest. For a long time, he didn't know what to do - how could he go home, smelling of loner, wounded, and having broken his vigil oath? For the first time, the cheerful, self-confident Doe was gone and an echo of the cat he would soon become was in his place.
Finally, cheeks wet with tears and burning with humiliation, Doe limped back to camp. Just before dawn, the medicine cat set his paw; and just after dawn, Doe broke it again. It was a moment of intense self-hatred and anger, and would become the first of many such instances of self-harm. Before this, Doe had been self-assured, ambitious, and more than a little arrogant. Now all that had been turned upside down. Doe was left insecure, disgusted with himself, riddled with self doubt, and consumed with grief at the cat he could have been. To cope, he made it worse. If he had left his paw be, it would likely have healed perfectly. As it was, by re-breaking it, it could never be set properly and healed twisted, weak, and more or less useless. Doe relished the outward symptom of his own sickness, and so his toxic path began.
After that night, he abandoned his warrior duties. His life went off the rails. He went on patrols only when forced and spent the rest of his time on punishment duty, romancing brutal toms, and exploring well beyond NightClan's borders. He became familiar with Twolegplace and the ways of twolegs and kittypets. He drifted away from NightClan, away from his brother and parents. Any help that was offered him was refused, either with polite, patronising smiles or nasty dismissals. Flickerflame bore the brunt of this. Doe became self-destructive, distancing himself from everyone who cared about him. He pursued toms who he knew would hurt him, physically, psychologically, or both. He developed an obsession with being degraded, found it intoxicating, needed to be humiliated and abused for his own unnatural proclivities and failures. His concept of love became suitably warped.
Finally, after a few moons of this, he sensed that NightClan was nearing the end of its tether where its troublesome son was concerned - taking and taking and taking and giving nothing back, seeing how far he could push the Clan before it snapped - and left. With hardly a word said to warn his brother, and without deigning to tell his parents or the rest of his Clan, one night he slipped out of camp and never returned. For a brief while, he wandered, a string of terrible flings left in his wake. Then, for reasons difficult to discern, he settled in BrookClan.
His time there was short and unsatisfying. Then, one day, he met a bengal loner named Reedshadow, his eyes frightening and his voice cold. Doe left with him. They wandered far beyond BrookClan territory - and when they were far enough away, in the makeshift camp this tom had made, his true intentions came to light. Doe was drugged and tortured, tormented with the reality of his life and his place in the lives of others. His paw was broken yet again, leaving it more useless than before - and, since he never had it reset afterward, in a state of constant burning pain. Finally, days later and still in a drug-induced haze, he managed to escape and run for his life. This encounter left him with a variety of triggers, including certain medicinal herbs and the words 'pathetic', 'useless', and 'unloveable.' It also ended up being the moment Doe truly woke up. He realised, however vaguely, that he couldn't continue like this.
It was this realisation that led him, unintentionally, to SummerClan. For a while after he escaped, he had simply wandered aimlessly, too dazed and ashamed to go home. And where home now, anyway? Eventually, it was home that found him. Ravenstar discovered Doe stumbling through SummerClan territory and invited him to join the Clan. With the sun on his fur and a small, bewildered smile on his face, he accepted.
Joining SummerClan ended up being the best decision he ever made. He threw himself into his new life, falling in love with the territory and the Clan. He was grateful beyond measure to have been offered a new beginning in this kind, beautiful place and he was determined not to give into old impulses and waste it. He studied Clan life, picking up on their customs and traditions and simultaneously reshaping himself to fit them and introducing them to new ways of being he had picked up on his travels. The Clan taught him how to be calm and still, and in return he taught them new forms of adventure and creativity. He came to love the wildflower meadow, the birch forest, the early morning mist like he'd been there all his life. But because he hadn't been, he felt the responsibility of protecting and serving his Clan all the more keenly.
Very soon after joining SummerClan, he became aware of Ravenstar's true reason for inviting him: she was planning to abdicate and had been searching for a successor. He was named deputy. One of his first acts as deputy, consumed with the need to prove to SummerClan that he could be the cat they needed and desperate to ensure they wouldn't turn on him, was to visit WaterClan on a self-appointed diplomacy mission. His intention had been to visit each and every Clan in turn, brokering peace and bringing safety and harmony to his new home. An ambitious task. As it is, he never got far past WaterClan. Never got far past Chimerastar. Their romance can hardly be called conventional - from the first, Chim was infuriated by the chatty, over-familiar SummerClan deputy. Somehow, however, Doe worked his magic, and by the end of his visit he'd squeezed the promise of a first date out of the grumpy WaterClan leader. It was the beginning of a tragic love story.
Around this time, Doe formed another relationship that would come to define his life: his friendship with the leader of SpringClan, Shadedstar. They first met at a Gathering when Doefreckle was acting leader of SummerClan in Ravenstar's place. She was tired and unwell, he was in desperate need of the training - and Shadedstar, kind as anything, provided a beacon of warmth on an otherwise overwhelming night. They quickly became friends - and, for Shadedstar, something more. It was at this Gathering that Doe also first met Ghoulstar of WinterClan and Bijou of FallClan, who would end up rounding out the aptly named Gay Dad Alliance of the four Mountain Clan leaders.
Almost immediately after being made deputy, he became leader. It was a whirlwind leadership he wasn’t at all prepared for. At first it almost ruined him, the overwhelming anxiety and imposter syndrome and terror of not-enoughness that plagued him. For a while, he insisted on being called Doefreckle even after becoming leader. He never told anyone, not even Shadedstar or his medicine cat, but this stemmed from the fear of not having been given divine right to rule by StarClan - he was never given his lives, and so was never given his name. Eventually, he took it for himself and named himself Doestar - but he was never blessed with permission. He was always defying the gods.
However, he quickly sucked it up and become what his clan needed him to be. He settled down, became a little more mature and a little bit more sombre, and brought SummerClan into a golden era. He introduced the rank of Garden Keeper, named new areas of the territory such as the Deep Lands and the Witch's House, and found a productive middle ground between revitalising the traditional Clan and honouring its old-fashioned ways. Though he was always a little different to his SummerClan Clanmates, since the beginning he'd thrown himself into their culture - and, over the moons, it started to rub off on him. And he started to rub off on them, too. He was simultaneously other and one of them.
Soon after becoming leader, he and the other Mountain Clan leaders, on one of their 'dates' (Doe only ever considered them platonic friends and ran with whatever joke they put forward; some of the others considered the other leaders genuine flings), stumbled across an abandoned little of kits. They decided to adopt them and split the four kits' time between the four Clans, so each of them would grow up with the love and allegiance of all the Mountain Clans. This was sweet in theory, but naïve in reality and most likely harmful in practice. None of them were parents, and none of them really knew what they were doing. As it is, most of the leaders died before they had a chance to see how their experiment in shared custody would work out.
But we're getting ahead of ourselves.
Doestar continued to see Chim in secret and began to truly fall in love. One night, at what became known as the Black Moon Gathering, he was confronted by a ghost from a past life: Reedshadow, who was, in fact, Funk of Primal Instinct. He had only recently joined the League as the new Shaman. Doe had a panic attack and was comforted by Chim and Shadedstar, all three of them embroiled in a complicated love triangle. Chim saw the truth of Shaded's feelings, even if Doe was, at this point, still unaware, and Shaded was aware of Chim and Doe's forbidden relationship, though they tried to keep it hidden.
In SummerClan, Doe was just emerging as a leader for the ages, with new-found, if fragile, confidence and belief in himself and love for his adopted Clan, when his life was cut short. One early spring morning, with the sun pink over the pine trees and mist curling soft over the meadows, Doestar went for a stroll, his heart light and his soul happy and at peace. He watched his breaths cloud in the cold air. When he was crossing the earthen thunderpath to the south of the territory, he saw only two bright, glowing lights, felt only one terrible moment of grief and terror...
And the world went black.
His final thought was 'no.'
No, I have so much left to do. No, I have so much left to give. No, please don't take me yet.
StarClan, for whatever reason, hadn’t seen fit to give him his nine lives, and as such he only had one to lose. Some said it was because they disapproved - he was never supposed to lead in the first place. Others said it was his destiny to rule for but a brief while, to bring peace and prosperity, and then die when his job was done. Some took it as proof that Doestar was a failure; others took it as proof that StarClan was cruel - that it used living cats as chess pieces and cast them aside when their task was fulfilled. He was remembered as a sweet, cheerful, boisterous cat, both heart-achingly innocent and tremendously broken; and though many believed he wouldn’t have lasted as leader, in those final weeks he had begun to show promise as a courageous, innovative, creative leader, starting to forge alliances abroad and create new traditions that brought fresh breaths of life to the Clan he loved so much. With such broad experience across so many Clans, he was tied by none of the same rules many in his Clan - known for their old-fashioned, home-body ways - had always been; he dreamed big, pushed the limits, had the imagination of an apprentice with the burgeoning wisdom and self-belief of a leader, and this began to show itself in the final, blossoming weeks of his leadership. Had he lived, StarClan only knows what he could have been.
For two years, Doe wandered SummerClan's territory as a ghost. It was a cold, lonely existence. The territory was shrouded in eternal mist, grey and empty. Birds hooted and called mournfully from the meadows and the FallClan trees, but he never saw them. The life of the living continued around him, but it was like watching the world through thick, monochrome fog - he'd catch echoey snippets of conversations, whispered from somewhere beside him; he'd limp through the grass and see a rabbit in the living world sprint across the ground in front of him, stirring up the mist and followed by the milky figures of SummerClan cats running in what was to them bright sunshine; he'd pass the camp and catch glimpses through the fog of his den being cleared, of funerals, of births. They moved on without him. Chim moved on. Venuskit and Beetuft died. A new leader took charge.
In those two years, he hardly spoke. He wept often. Most nights he'd curl up beside Shadedsun, tears streaming down his cheeks, and beg him to notice him, to see him. And then, one night, Shaded ran from the camp during a panic attack and was killed on the same thunderpath Doe had died on. Doe fell upon his body and wailed so loud and so terribly the unseen birds squawked and shrieked and screamed from the surrounding trees, filling the the world with grief loud enough to bring down the sky. The birds took flight and all the air was filled with black ravens and the sorrow of one, broken cat.
After Shaded's death, Doe waited, both hoping beyond hope that he wouldn't end up in this same nothing existence and praying selfishly that he would. He didn't move from the thunderpath he'd fallen on, even when SummerClan cats came to take Shaded's body for burial. He waited. And waited. And waited. But Shaded never came.
For two and a half more years he wandered the Haunted Veil. And, almost inevitably, this time began to give him something more than loneliness, than suffering, than emptiness, than grief. It gave him healing. During this time of healing and honest, painful reflection, he realised something he'd always known, deep down, but been too afraid and too self-destructive to recognise: he'd love Shadedsun since the moment he met him.
And then, one cold morning, he gasped awake in a beautiful meadow far from home, the sun just beginning to rise over the trees and cast warm, golden light over the cold earth. Mist rose in the air, burned away by the sun.
Shadedsun/star (deceased) ★★★★★ His best friend. The love of his life. For most of their friendship, Shadedsun was in love with him; Doe was aware of this, and once or twice made a cruel show of reminding Shaded of it. It was only after Doe's death, just before he was resurrected, that he realised the terrible truth: he'd loved Shaded, too. He was too blind to see it before but his soulmate, the love of his life, was always standing right there in front of him. He'd just been too caught up in self-destruction, chasing a tom a part of him knew would never be able to love him the way he needed, to recognise the feeling. Doe refers to him as his mate and is loyal to him. Doe, now resurrected, is driven by one goal: finding Shaded, either by locating him in StarClan or rescuing him from the Haunted Veil. He thinks of it as the last great thing he’ll ever do - perhaps the only true great thing. What is a more beautiful deed than to fight for love? What more has he ever wanted? It's become his purpose. A fire he’s never felt before consumes him. As a ghost, he wandered SummerClan's misty territory along the SpringClan border in the hope that one day they'd be reunited and he could confess to him the love he always felt but was too stupid and self-consumed to recognise. Love, to him, had always felt painful; he hadn't known that this gentle, calm feeling was love as well, greater than any that had come before.
Chimerahunt/star ★★★★★ His forbidden lover. They met on Doe's first self-assigned diplomacy mission to WaterClan and, against all the odds, fell for each other. But the stars never aligned for them. They had only one true date before Doe died and Chim was struck another blow. The timing of Doe's death, now that he's been resurrected, leaves a lot to yearn for; he was taken just when something was beginning to blossom, and now he'll never get the chance to know what it might have been. Though he doesn't resent Pygmyprawn for helping Chim to move on, and though the bulk of Doe's attention has been turned to finding Shadedsun, he'll always carry a torch for Chim. He taught him what it was like to be loved by someone kind. He'll always be Doe's greatest regret, his greatest what-if, and his greatest love. If Doe were to see him again, there's no guarantee he might not try to shamelessly woo him back. He's never been good at telling his heart no. He's stayed awake more than one night, imagining what he'd say, what he'd do. 'Isn't it funny? The ones who were there all along, our best friends - they were the ones we ended up falling in love with... But what about us, Chim?'
Beetuft (deceased) ★★★★☆ His closest friend in SummerClan. They only truly connected near the end of his life, and watching her funeral through the swirling grey mist of the Veil was one of the most painful moments of his life. She was there when he needed her, someone good and kind and warm who didn't question who he was or who he had been. He remembers her with nothing but love and visits her grave with flowers whenever he needs space to think, or whenever he's wishing she were there to comfort and counsel him. She acted as surrogate when he longed for biological kits.
Ravenstone/star (deceased?) ★★★★☆ She took him in and gave him purpose and a home when he needed it most. She holds an almost mythical place in his heart for those deeds and he's eternally thankful.
Glowstar ★★★★☆ If he could have a crush on a she-cat, he would have a crush on her. Well, I mean, who are we kidding? He does. A platonic crush, but a crush nonetheless. He's only met her once, when he plucked up the foolhardy courage to try and broach an allegiance between their Clans as one of his final acts, but boy did she leave an impression. He thinks she's just the coolest cat alive - beautiful, confident, funny, intelligent, charismatic, intimidating. She could step on him and he'd thank her. He gets butterflies and red ears whenever he thinks about her. In a, y'know, in a gay way.
Pygmyprawn ★★★☆☆ Doe doesn't really feel romantic jealousy and Pygymy is no exception. It's painful to see Chim happy with someone else, yes, but he's grateful it's an old friend who truly loves him. Who's loved him for far longer than Doe got the chance to. He likes Pygmy.
Ratstar ★★☆☆☆ Despite the good that has come of being reborn - a quiet determination to heal, to do better this time, to not dwell on his pain, to move past it - there’s also some bad alongside the expected gentle, fractured trauma. Doe harbours a vague, quiet jealousy, mainly directed at Ratstar but also aimed, in a more indirect way, at all the Mountain Clan leaders and everyone who’s lived a normal life in the time he was a ghost. He knows it’s nonsensical, he knows it’s cruel, he knows they’re innocent, but he can’t help the tiny flicker of resentment he feels toward Ratstar for stepping into his place. Doe knows he had so much more to give to SummerClan, knows he could have been a leader for the ages, and now seeing everyone living their lives around him, living the Garden Keeper life he invented and wandering the places he named... He smiles through it and is perfectly sunny and polite, but occasionally, especially when no one is watching him, the smile will slip and he’ll be left watching the cats around him with a silent, impenetrable expression. It’s not like Doe to feel jealous, but now, here... he can’t help it. He tries to move past it, but there’s also a tiny amount of comfort in this private, rebellious feeling of his. No matter what Ratstar does, there's always going to be a hidden part of Doe that compares him to himself: if he does something good, Doe will assure himself he would have done the same; if he does something bad, Doe gets the nasty, private satisfaction of seeing him fail and knowing he wouldn't have made the same mistake.
Flickerflame (deceased) ★★★★★ His brother. Doe, the disaster son of the family, always had the tendency to disregard his brother's feelings. Everything was about him - his dreams, his struggles, his traumas. Even when he was leader, he never thought to ask his brother about his own life. Flick was the greatest example of Doe's self-absorption. This is something he's only realised since being resurrected - the Haunted Veil gave a lot of time for reflection and guilt, and how he treated his brother stings him. Flick was never anything but loving and supportive, and though Doe always loved him, he was too wrapped up in his own dramas to appreciate it.
Parents ★★☆☆☆ He was a bit of a mama’s boy and had a poor relationship with his father rooted in the fact he was too effeminate to be a fitting son, but other than that he was too wild-hearted and impatient to love them particularly strongly. He regrets that a little now - his fierce independence, yearning for the world beyond NightClan, and subsequent disregard for everything within his home territory - but he still doesn’t feel a great deal for them. They were just his parents.
His kits TBA
Funk ☆☆☆☆☆ His former semi-fling and abuser. He kidnapped, drugged, and tortured him, re-fracturing his broken forepaw and leaving it worse than before. Doe was terrified of him as much as he hated him. He instilled a lot of fears and triggers that Doe still has to this day. To Funk, Doe was just over-reacting and over-sensitive. Still, when he heard that Funk had died, Doe had a strange feeling of sorrow. Maybe it's just Stockholm Syndrome, but they'd shared something, however awful, and it doesn't feel right to gloat over his death.
CLANS:
NightClan ★★★☆☆ His birth Clan. He's not particularly attached to it, but he regards it with fondness and some vague, lingering sentiment of loyalty. It was a good Clan to grow up in and he has no qualms against it. As a youth, he'd been desperate to escape its boundaries; as an adult, it's just like a childhood home. As a wandering ghost in the Haunted Veil, he became dimly aware of the emergence of the Enchanted Forest, like a glow surrounding the Clan of his blood.
BrookClan ★☆☆☆☆ If BrookClan were a sinking ship, Doe would be sipping champagne, waving, and laughing his head off as it goes under. His time as a voiny in that place was brief, weird, and boring. He found them melodramatic and ended up in a state of total detached contempt, watching the goings on with a derisive little smile. He used to wind up the staunch supporters of the monarchy and sit back as all hell broke loose. Safe to say, he shed no tears when the Clan collapsed in on itself. Most of his time there was spent outside its borders, anyway.
SummerClan ★★★★☆ His adoptive Clan. The one that welcomed him, that healed him, that gave him the love, tenderness and care to become the cat he is today. It holds a mythical, romanticised place in his mind, something untouchable and radiant and unrealistic. To him, there are no flaws in SummerClan. The first time he was alive, his love for it was gentle. As a ghost, his love was sad, watching all he had created continuing without him. Alive for the second time, his love is borderline unhealthy. It can't possibly live up to the role he's created for it in his mind, can't possibly be the perfect thing of soft sunshine and fresh air and new beginnings it was when he was a young wanderer fleeing from BrookClan. Now, it's also tainted a little by jealousy and resentment, much as he tries to force his time in SummerClan to be as euphoric as it had been before. It's frustrating, trying to live up to a perfect previous experience you just don't fit into anymore, and Doe's spent a few nights sobbing in the meadows about it. The only place he ever belonged... Maybe he should just leave.
Primal Instinct ☆☆☆☆☆ He hates the League with every fibre of his being. As an apprentice, he'd befriended a League she-cat, Eshek, and found her stories of her home thrilling. Before deciding on the foreign glamour of BrookClan, the League had been a contender for his new group. Then, as deputy and leader of SummerClan, he'd regarded it with courteous geniality, if not outright friendliness - he was sensibly wary of it by that point. He had no reason to dislike them. Then, they murdered his kits in some stupid, near-forgotten war. Doe isn't one for vengeance, but when it comes to the League he's had his fair share of late night revenge fantasies. If the opportunity ever arose to bring them down, he would risk his life to take it. His opinion of Eshek, to this day and despite their shared bond, struggles to get past her association with the League. He isn't aware he has distant League blood.
SpringClan ★★★★★ Shadedsun's old home. Within its borders he spent a night that started out beautiful and ended sad. It holds a similar mythical quality to SummerClan in his mind. To him, it will always be Shadedsun's Clan. He loves it and cares for it as if it were his own home. In his eyes, there is no border between Spring and Summer. Doe... does have a tendency to romanticise things.
DayClan ★★★★☆ He thinks it's beautiful. Plus Glowstar is there.
Renegade Regime ★☆☆☆☆ He doesn't discriminate, but, like, they live underground?
BIO
An average-sized tom with a pretty tortoiseshell coat, warm brown eyes, a white chest, and a distinctive pink, freckled nose.
'i'm young, forever in the sun' ☆ doe surprises shaded with a visit to springclan; shaded confesses his feelings for doe and is rejected *
'much too late' ☆ doe and shaded discover their sons have been murdered by the league; they go to collect their daughters from winterclan and fallclan and a... horrible few days ensue. doe's hidden cruelty comes to the fore in this thread - he's truly awful *
'flufflewufflekit' ☆ beetuft and doe choose kit names. very soft, very cute, very wholesome
'you gotta play the game to win it' ☆ basilshade, an ambitious warrior, manoeuvres to be made deputy. (i'm so sad we never got to finish this thread, basilshade rights!!!)
'how ya feeling today' ☆ doe meets a winterclan warrior and continues his flawless track record of being intimidated by any and all she-cats. 'there's no monsters, silly' ☆ doe bonds with an apprentice and they end up being each other's therapists
'in the eyes of the sun' ☆ just a general bit of doe being sunshiney and nervous (patrol, incomplete)
'and i will look after you' ☆ remember that first kit doe semi-adopted, because he just collected them? now he's his mentor (and he has his very first apprentice!!!)
☆ DEFINING TRAITS broken right forepaw (twisted outward);
freckled pink nose;
large ears;
used to smell like rosemary and mandarins, now smells like earth and wildflowers
☆ DOE IS OPEN FOR: happy/ poignant rps :')
& TENTATIVE ROMANCE
THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO FOX.
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
"i want to make memories that won't make me sad one day"
NOTES & FUN FACTS:
☆ his father gave him a corrupted version of his own prefix so that all his life he'd know what a disappointment he was to him. he was ashamed of having a calico son born to him and the inherent femininity that surrounded doe because of his coat. his mother, only just having given birth to them, was stricken by her mate turning on one of her kits so immediately, but she couldn't argue. doe's name is something he's had to learn to love over a long, long time.
☆ he spent most of his life thinking he was, being a male calico/tortie, infertile - that didn't especially bother him,
given he was never going to father kits anyway. when he finally did decide to turn to surrogacy, he discovered
he was very much fertile. he hadn't realised how much of a subconscious sore point it had been until beetuft told
him she was pregnant and he found himself bursting into grateful, joyful tears ♡
☆ his great-great-great-great-grandmother was a primal instinct hunter who fell in love with a nightclan tom.
☆ he has not aged since his death and is physically exactly the same as he was two years ago. technically, however, he's four years old.
☆ doe hates starclan. he still believes in them, but he thinks they're cruel and heartless.
☆ having been born in nightclan, his eyes are prone to getting sore from long exposure to the sun. he’s also incredibly good at navigating and tracking in the pitch black; it’s just like daytime to him and the only fear he holds of it stems from his time as a ghost. he treasures the sun now. doe has often thought it’s funny he grew up in a nocturnal clan, never seeing the sun or flowers until he began to sneak out during the day when the rest of the camp was asleep, and ended up in a clan all about sunshine.
☆ despite the rank of garden keeper being seemingly perfect for doefreckle, upon returning to summerclan he instead requested to be made a warrior. he struggles to hunt, he can barely fight, he hates the warrior lifestyle - but there’s that little shard of bitter insecurity still lodged in his heart that tells him if he’s anything but a warrior, he’s useless. it’s still something he struggles with.
☆ he used to struggle with his leader name and insist on being called doefreckle in private. now, he longs for his star back.
☆ he’s not about that abuse life anymore - in fact, he can now even joke about how he used to be, albeit delicately. it’s still raw.
☆ that being said, he still gets a thrill from degradation. on the outside, he'll get angry at you - but on the inside, he'll be guiltily lapping it up.
☆ the first tom he was ever with was an older nightclan warrior when he was still an apprentice.
☆ despite his own vanity, he doesn't have a shallow bone in his body and doesn't judge cats on their physical appearance. he'll primp and preen and get frustrated if he himself looks less than perfect, but that instantly disappears when it comes to others. not only does he fall in love with personality and character over looks, but he'll find cats others think are ugly genuinely beautiful. he's very good at seeing beauty where no one else can.
☆ all his life, he had been adventurous, always buzzing and wandering and hungry - aching - for more. he could never sit still, always wanted to be out there. being broken meant he always had to be running from things, even the things that were truly good for him. accordingly, he struggled with commitment - and commitment to summerclan as leader was both his greatest challenge, and his greatest maturing point. now, since being resurrected, he just wants quiet and peace. to lie in the sun and listen to the birds and watch the leaves in the trees. to be silent. he still has a lot of healing to do.
☆ after his resurrection, he finally starts to take care of himself. he wants to get better, to heal, to do the things medicine cats and friends and family have been trying to force on him since his paw was broken: exercises to strengthen the limb and reduce pain. he’d always resisted - a form of self-harm. he ruined his chances of healing his paw entirely in the immediate aftermath of the breakage so he’d have the painful physical reminder to himself of his own failures and to everyone else of what a disgusting mess he is. now, older and wiser and quieter, without a word, he’s started his exercises.
☆ he's always been very familiar and comfortable with twoleg objects and way of life. as leader, he decorated his den with mandarin trees in terracotta pots, and on his first and only date with chim, he decorated the spot with a twoleg blanket. this over-familiarity and lack of caution likely contributed to his being hit by the car.
☆ he can read a few words of twoleg english. he learned how from a kittypet.
☆ he dances on his tip-toes when he's excited and loves to sing, even though he's not terribly good at it.
☆ he has patchy brown and pink paw pads.
☆ his favourite colour is pink.
☆ he can go from smiling and cheerful to cold, dismissive and sneering in a heartbeat. he is genuinely kind and gentle… but he’s also very good at pretending to be so. he knows he’s pretty and he knows how to use his looks/charm/the effect he can have on others to his advantage. he’s this paradox of being an absolute soft baby sweetheart, generous and honest and forgiving and accepting to a fault… and also very fake. you’d have to be very close to him to be able to tell when he’s being sweet doefreckle, and when he’s putting on his sweet doefreckle act. it’s just so tiring.
☆ he's fairly spoiled, used to getting what he wants. when he seemingly doesn’t get what he wants - e.g. he gets hurt, gets rejected, gets injured, gets humiliated, fails at something - it’s usually because that is what he wanted after all. being self-destructive with a genius manipulative streak is a deadly combination.
☆ there's this common misconception that just because doe is silly and sweet that he's somehow stupid. he's not. he's greatly capable of difficult decisions, is wise when it's called for, and is incredibly intelligent and politically astute. a bit of his boyish sweetness is likely him thinking being a cute, brainless twink will make him more appealing to toms. it'll take a while longer before he grows out of that rather toxic mindset and stops selling himself short. if you tell him that, though, he'll likely react badly. he has to get there on his own.
☆ doe, in the brief moons he got to be one, was a surprisingly strict parent. he thought he would be the fun, casual dad, but he was actually the one telling his kids to clean their fur after meals and behave. that was when they were kits, however. now, with his kits fully grown in his absence, he's soft and shy.
☆ he's extraverted and silly to a point - then he gets drained by social interactions and the exhaustion of being doefreckle.
☆ under whatever scent he happens to have picked up at the time, he always smells sweet, like sugar.
☆ he's always been shy around she-cats. his charm becomes blushy and uncertain and self-conscious. he'd be the soft twink at an all-girls' slumber party whose hair everyone wants to braid.
☆ always a lover of flowers and nature (especially citrus trees), he created summerclan’s garden keeper rank after growing close to a kit called venuskit. he would have never survived as a warrior and, despite being immensely passionate and knowledgable about plants, becoming a medicine cat wasn’t the right path for him either. so, as one of his last acts before his death, doestar invented an alternate and equally valued rank to warrior for cats like venuskit.
☆ doe doesn’t often feel jealousy, if ever. he can feel bitterness, if he’s in a particularly low mood, but even that rarely lasts long. maybe it’s a form of repression, maybe it’s unsustainable, but he tends to drift through life, light as air and letting abuse and mistreatment and cruelty slide off his fur like water. that’ll come back to haunt him eventually. for now it’s his last truly unhealthy coping habit. ratstar is an exception.
☆ he only learned funk was esh's mate after his death.
☆ quirks: when nervous/uncomfortable - he's expressive to a fault so you'd know, but if he was trying to hide it, then big smiles, faux-cheerful laughter, panicked eyes, shuffling his paws, ears twitching, backing away, humming; when excited - dances on his tip-toes, sings, chatters endlessly, tells fun facts about flowers, picks flowers to make into crowns like beetuft taught him; when being fake - he's naturally cheerful and sweet, but if, for whatever reason, he's putting on that front when he isn't really feeling it, the pitch of his voice rises a few notches, and when he's particularly comfortable with someone or relaxed, his voices drops and warms; when angry - spiteful smiles and laughter, a cold quiet voice, cruel personal jibes, knows exactly where to aim his insults, pretending to be fine and happy and calm just to make his words hurt more, teeth bared, ears back; smile - soft, gentle, warm, boyish, sweet / sometimes mischievous, sly, teasing; pet names - sweetheart, my love, pretty boy, handsome, darling, buttercup, angel (specific: chim); trauma response: fawn and freeze
☆ note: any tom who wants to pursue something more with doe must be aware that he considers shadedsun his mate in his heart. some might call it a delusion or the inability to move on, some might say he’s guilty and hanging on to an impossibility, but no matter if shaded is in starclan or a ghost, doe is obsessed with finding him and confessing to him the love he should have confessed from the very beginning. as such, if doe and shaded are never reunited, any cat will still have to be willing to take only half of doe’s heart; and if shaded ever were to return, be willing to share him. it’s a complicated situation, but that’s just love, isn’t it? as such, doe can be considered poly by necessity. utterly devoted and utterly obsessed... but still full of love to give <33
What is Pyramus, a lover or a tyrant? A lover, that kills himself most gallantly for love - A Midsummer Night’s Dream
call me drama queen, if that's what you see, but i'm just tryna be happy
general info
OTHER NAMES Carriondare, Carrie, Esh, Shrek
CLAN DC and PI (Life Proxy) RANK: Warrior (Maverick) and Proxy (x2)
AGE Two and a bit years
BLOOD 100% Primal Instinct
SEXUALITY Used to identify as a lesbian; since Funk, demi bi with a strong preference for she-cats, non-binary cats, and effeminate toms
S/Os Funk E'tan (mate, deceased), Bermondsey (father of her kits) FAMILY TREEFunk's, Ber's, own TBA APPRENTICE: Doompaw/seeker
personality
POSITIVE - Eccentric, funny, theatrical, loyal, simple motivations - Deeply supportive of those she loves (even if she teases them mercilessly) - Highly intelligent (though she hides it) - Noble, compassionate, fair... though she likely won't do anything about it. She's a hero trapped in a villain's body. - If you can get her to act on her better nature and save you, she's your best bet at surviving the League - Sweet-natured, deep down
NEGATIVE - Morally weak. She may feel something is wrong, but is unlikely to stand up against it. Both exceptionally brave - and utterly cowardly. - Sadistic, cruel, violent, insensitive - Her teasing can go too far - Oscillates between laziness and hyperactivity - Rash, impulsive, no filter - A survivor, a cockroach - though her mouth will get her in to trouble, she knows exactly when to back off and survive
HISTORY
"i am too sick to lay down
the sidewalks frighten me
the whole damned city frightens me,
what i will become
what i have become
frightens me."
When Eshek was born, her mother died. She was the only surviving member of her litter and her father blamed her for it. All she heard growing up was 'it's your fault your mother died. You killed her. She was good - she was good. And what are you?' She was a loud, troublesome youth, broken and lonely and sad and hiding it all behind a larger than life personality. She struggled to make friends. The lack of a mother became a defining characteristic of Eshek. She grieved for her more than she did for any living cat, and that contributed hugely to her ability to torture and kill. She started her training to become a torturer and excelled at it more than any trainee her age. She had a flair for it, turning it into theatrical, savage fun. The fame and praise she received for her torturing skills drove her and she lapped it up. She was unhinged, validated, and over-confident.
Around this time, on one of her explorations far beyond League territory, she met a NightClan apprentice. He was yearning for the whole world, cheerful and loud-hearted and eager to eat up anything from beyond his Clan’s borders. She was arrogant and violent and lonely and sly, smugly regaling with nightmarish stories of her terrible home he wouldn't last two seconds in. Over the next few moons, she'd visit him to play and a friendship formed. (Eventually, they grew up - him into a lost, searching mess and then a leader, her into the mate and confidante of a tyrant with a band of killers at her beck and call - but still retained a fondness for each other.)
Finally, one day, she snapped. She murdered her father and the kits he'd just had with another she-cat. She spared only one, Lorah. She stopped visiting the NightClan apprentice. A few moons later, she was promoted to a torturer in the Punishment district. She thrived there - if you don't count all the times she threw up from guilt and horror; if you don't count the growing need to silence her head with herbs and parties and one night stands and screaming noise; if you don't count her going off the rails. There has always been something of the housewife about Esh, something gentle and good and clean. In her deepest hearts of hearts, what she's always wanted is to settle down and be taken care of. Never work another day, never do anything important or grand. Never go exploring, never have responsibilities. But that brings up the big question, doesn't it? How much of Esh is nurture and how much is nature? Would she still have had the sadistic hooked grin on her face at the sight of blood if she'd been born outside the League? Would she have been dreaming of torture in that other life the same way she dreams of peace in this one? Does she simply have a lost, young soul that will yearn wherever you put it? Who knows.
Eventually, the worst thing possible happened: she was promoted. She was plucked from the torture dungeons and put in charge of Foreign Affairs as a paper-pusher. Her worst fear had always been responsibility - and now a new, even greater terror joined that old one: becoming Nemesis. She vowed to do the worst job she could possibly do in her new role as Proxy to avoid that. By this point, the golden trainee was long gone. She was an adult, immature and loud-mouthed and childish and irritating enough to drive any cat up the wall. She had no boundaries, no filter - whatever she thought, she said. She was silly, she was rude, she was irreverent and funny and wild. How much of this was her great attempt to be the worst Proxy the League had ever seen and how much of this was truly her is impossible to tell. At times, particularly during the dark days of Mother E'tani's rule, the trust fund brat slipped away and was replaced by a quiet, sensitive, worried she-cat. In truth, Eshek's greatest secret is her brains. It was a terrible habit of hers, to make herself out to be so careless and thoughtless and wild just because she was afraid of anyone expecting something of her, just because it was easier to make herself out to be stupid and rash than it was to accept the certainty of failure and what someone believing in her intelligence might cost her when she inevitably lets them down. Her whole life was a quest to make her dead mother proud of her - the thought of failing terrified her so much that she simply never tried.
Just a day or two after being promoted, she met the newly arrived loner, Funk. They fell in love and eventually, by the time he had become Nemesis, became mates.
Then, when she was heavily pregnant and only a week or so away from giving birth, she died.
Two years passed. Funk moved on, burying the cat he had been the same way he'd buried his mate. A new Proxy filled her place. The League forgot her. Funk died.
And then, one damp evening at dusk, she gasps awake.
To her, the last two years are a split second of blackness - the crack of the rope in the morning and the gasp as she burst back to life at dusk, far from home in eerie, empty marshland. To her, it was just a blink. She lay there for a long time, eyes wide and staring, mouth open, just shakily breathing in the wet, cold air. She remembered nothing - and yet, she knew everything was different. Finally, she gathered up the courage to look down...
Her stomach was flat. She'd already known, deep down, what she would see. But now, she screamed. And screamed. And screamed. All that could be heard in that dark, misty marsh was a grieving, broken she-cat. A second ago she and her mate were in love; now, he’s been without her for two years and has two new mates at his side. A second ago she was a Proxy; now, she’s got dirt in her fur from the grave her body has been in for eight seasons. A second ago she was heavily pregnant; now, her belly is flat and empty. Her kits are dead because of her and she never even got to know them, never even got to feel them die inside her.
But there's almost something worse than that. She can remember vague snippets from the two years she was dead. Mostly it's just empty blackness - but with the emergence of one single memory, she's haunted by the knowledge that it wasn't a split second. That she existed in that time; that she was doing things she can't remember doing; that there are two years she has no knowledge of.
That one memory is of helping Funk move on. At first, it came to her in misty tendrils: the smell of his fur, a feeling of deep grief melting into calm love, a sentence, the feel of the cold, cracked marble of the mansion's kitchen on her paw pads. Then, finally, she remembered it all. The knowledge that she was there when her mate died, that she held him, that she was... It haunts her.
She dissolves into a stupor. How is her mind supposed to cope with this? Her life is in ruins, in tatters. Her existence is empty, meaningless - she doesn’t know why she was brought back, doesn’t know why the universe has played this sick joke on her. She has nothing to live for. At first, she just stares into the void, quiet and tired and soft. Polite. Obedient. Head bowed and voice little more than a whisper. Her fire is gone. This villain - no, this morally grey creature who was always more confused hero than villain, surrounded by killers and wraiths and demons - reduced to this. She was good. She was so good…
Who knows what kind of cat she'll be now.
(Possibly this: Finally, she just loses it. She goes off the deep end. She runs wild, dangerous because she has nothing to stay alive for. She learned how to dope yourself silly with herbs from Funk, and she does. She staggers through life, laughing and numb and tripping over her own bloody paws. Her antics range from cruel pranks only someone twisted could find funny, to truly terrible crimes. She recruits any old League friends who will join her in her chaos.)
HISTORICAL RELATIONSHIPS (NOT UPDATED)
Funk E'tan (deceased) ★★★★★ Her stupid, insufferable, infuriating husband. The love of her life. Her best friend. The one who just got her. When he first joined the League as a stray and became Shaman, she had just switched from the Punishment district to become the Foreign Affairs Proxy - and she hated it. They hit it off immediately, if you count a fiery car wreck as hitting it off. She teased him mercilessly; he called her a tweaker; it was love at first sight. He was the only cat she'd ever met who could not only stand up to her, but give back a thousand times what she hurled at him. In turn, she was the only one he was ever truly himself with. It was rare to see Funk soft, to see him melt; around her, he did. To many others, he was the feared Nemesis with the penchant for mad scientist experimentation. To her, he was just an embarrassing ex-kittypet. She was there with him when he died, as a ghost. In those final moments, there was grief, and loss, and anger, and pain - and enough love to drown the sea itself. When first she awoke from the Split Second, her first instinct was to run to Funk - even if he had moved on, even if he had new mates, she needed to be held by him, needed the cat who knew her best in the world, needed her best friend. Then she remembered: he was gone.
Lorah (deceased?) ★★★★★ Esh's baby brother. When Esh was 9 moons old, she murdered her father and the litter of new kits he'd just sired. As she was standing over their bodies, bloody and ruined, she looked down and saw a kit she'd missed. She stared down at him for a long time. It would be so easy, just one quick little blow... But he was innocent. He was family. Finally, she picked him up and took him home. His upbringing was strange. Never having had a mother herself, Esh had no clue how to be one - nor did she really want to be one. As such, she was really just a big sister raising her little brother. He had both the worst of everything and the best. She was never particularly low-ranking in the League even before becoming Proxy, and accordingly she'd alternate between parading him as a prized little pet and shoving cats aside to give him the richest food - and throwing him scraps. It depended on what her flip-flopping mind had decided to feel for him that particular day. Still, as an adult, she loves her brother dearly and is a firm believer in the 'I can roast him, but if anyone else tries I'll rip their head off' doctrine. Even if he is insufferable.
Lucistic/Leucisticcrow/Disloyaldog ★★★★★ As far as Esh is concerned, Lucistic is her best friend in the world, in a different way than Funk was. He feels like someone she's always known. She can't imagine a life without him in it.
Innocentia ★★★★☆ There was a time Esh would have considered Tia on equal footing with Lucistic in terms of friendship. She was her snuggly-buggly little flufflewops, her adorable cannibal queen. Esh was more than a little platonically smitten - she worshipped her. That changed somewhat at a Gathering. Lucistic accidentally outed himself as living a double life between DayClan and the League, and in that moment Esh realised for the first time just how dangerous Innocentia had the capacity to be. Since that night, she struggled to trust Tia the same way she once had - she was her friend, but now there was a terrifying, brutal reality to the little she-cat that had dislodged the rosy glow. She was someone to be watched. Still, that was years ago. Esh doesn't know how she'd feel about Tia now. She'd likely just burst into tears at seeing her familiar face.
Doefreckle ★★★★☆ They first met as apprentices. Esh was two moons older and felt incredibly worldly for it; Doe was wide-eyed and innocent and hungry for everything beyond the NightClan border. Esh would slip away from the League every so often to visit him and they'd play. That stopped when Esh murdered her father and baby half-littermates. She stopped coming, and he never knew why. Still, they always considered each other odd friends, and as Proxy one of Esh's laws for the Foreign Affairs district was that Doestar of SummerClan must never be harmed - especially after she learned of the plans Mother E'tani had had for him before she was deposed. Now, Esh clings to Doe. When, one night, they had both started awake far from their home territories after being dead for two years, confused and broken, they'd wandered blindly and stumbled upon each other, both heading in the vague direction of their homes. They knew, almost without speaking, just by the haunted, lost look in the other's eyes, that they'd endured the same thing. They haven't spoken about it properly, but they both know they're the only two cats in the forest who understand. Doe, having had two years as a wandering ghost to reconcile himself with that life, is a little more distant and a little less reliant on his friend. But Esh, with only a split second of blackness separating her death two years ago and now, hangs on to him for dear life. He's her anchor to this world, the only reassurance that she's not insane, that she's not still dead.
Senescence/Wanderingwight ★★☆☆☆ Back when Esh was alive for the first time, she was aware of Innocentia's crush on Senescence and would tease her about it, constantly encouraging her to confess her feelings. She tolerates the former Proxy mostly for Tia's sake. In truth, she finds Senescence a little frightening. Esh is a villain of circumstance and is often out of her depth when confronted with a true villain.
Her kits (deceased) ★★★★★ Esh is traumatised by knowing her kits died with her. And how do you heal from the hypothetical? She had to cope with not having known them, with never knowing them. Who would her kits have been? What would they have looked like? Which one would she have loved the most? What would their lives have become? She has to grieve their death in the abstract. She never got a chance to love them. All they are is a dream, a haunting, a perfect ideal in her imagination.
Miracle ★★★☆☆ There had been the start of something there. Something gentle. Now she'll never know what it could have been.
BIO
In her first life, Eshek lived a hedonistic, whirlwind existence - torture, cruelty, screaming noise, benders that lasted nights at a time, mind lost to the herbal concoctions she and Funk would whip up for themselves. She was the one-hit starlet with mascara smeared down her cheeks and hair bleached so many times it was thin and cracking, the feral torturer off her face on sleepless nights and guilt and bad associations. After she met her match in Funk, she settled down a little. They were a pair with chemistry off the charts - to onlookers it looked like they couldn't stand each other, like all they did was insult each other; in private, it was exactly that. They were made for each other - Esh beat Funk up, Funk took it, and somewhere in all that there was a love for the ages. By the time Esh was pregnant with his kits, by the time she had truly started to settle into her role as Proxy with her mate as Nemesis and the quiet life she had secretly yearned for since childhood finally within sight, she was almost happy. For the first time in her life, she wasn't only dreaming of being better like some guilty, impossible daydream - it was right there. She could be good. She was reaching for it, reaching out, so close...
And then one cold spring morning, at the same time Doestar was crossing an earthen thunderpath in SummerClan, she went exploring on the mansion's roof. She was heavily pregnant, the kits would be born any day - what was one last, little adventure? The glass over the entry hall cracked. She only had time to look down. It shattered. She fell, silent and wide-eyed. A dangling rope caught her around the throat— Black.
A split second later, she gasped to life in dark, empty marshland. Two years had passed - two years in which she was dead and buried. The life she had known was in ruins. Her mate was gone, her kits were gone, her position was gone. She wandered blindly, broken and numb. Eventually, she realised her paws had carried her to DayClan - and with it, the only cats she could think to go to. Now, living under a new name with her identity kept close to her chest, she faces the impossible: healing. She used to be larger life. What on earth is she meant to be now?
A tall, long-legged she-cat with short, pale fur, creamy stripes, wide, dark blue eyes, and a dusty brown nose bridge.
'faultlines' ☆ esh meets shae (incomplete, but i think it's canon that they had a brief fling)
'DAYTONA!!! LET'S GO AWAY!' ☆ escorting funk to get his lives (i only got one reply in before i left the site, but god, it's still one of my absolute favourite esh moments)
smells like cold things - marble and cobwebs and glass;
very small, sharp claws, like a kitten's;
has a shrieky voice and a slight new york-ish accent - she'll say stuff like 'broad' to refer to a she-cat;
has siamese blood, and a little bit of oriental shorthair - her profile is sloped and long
☆ ESH IS CURRENTLY OPEN FOR: FUN, CHAOTIC THREADS!
THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO FOX.
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
NOTES & FUN FACTS:
Prom Queen 2021!! <33 (with Ber and Rosethorn <3)
☆ Her name is pronounced EE-shek. Only the shortened nickname is pronounced ‘Esh.’
☆ Eshek is a biblical name meaning violence. Her name was given by Honeystorm, who I adopted her from - though she was very different then. Esh's father gave her the name so she could never forget that she’d killed her mother, ripping her way out into this world through violence.
☆ Her warrior name, Carriondare, was created by Faith, as was the idea of shortening it to Carrie. In world, Lucistic came up with it.
She’s been Foreign Affairs Proxy, Internal Affairs Proxy, and the first Life Proxy.
☆ Esh's utter disdain for toms was legendary in the League. As Proxy, her laws for Foreign Affairs included such edicts as 'toms must enter her private rooms backwards, with their eyes downcast' and 'she-cats have first pick of the most comfortable sleeping places; toms must make do with draughty hallways and splintery floorboards.' In her private life, the only two toms she tolerated were Lucistic - whom she considered an honourary she-cat - and Funk, who only loosely identified as a tom anyway. Her prejudice was such that, upon sparing the life of her baby brother Lorah and taking it upon herself to raise him, she gave him a purposely feminine name and essentially raised him as a she-cat. The result was a highly effeminate tom. Even when he was fully grown and trailing along behind her like a puppy, she still denied having a brother at all. The thought of admitting to any male relation was too much.
☆ She has a plastic toy troll with tall, scraggly, bright pink hair that she's had since she was a trainee. It's dirty and horrible and smells like garbage.
☆ She is on NightClan's List, all its members under standing orders to attack her on sight for crimes against Aspenstar.
☆ Esh is connected through marriage and friendship to the Funk and Eerie bloodlines. She is also the godmother of Doefreckle's kits.
☆ She'd always thought she had no real sense of loyalty, that she had no particular connection to the League. Now, forced away from them against her will, she's realises just how much she truly cared for her home. She's also realised how much she actually valued and enjoyed being proxy. At the time, she'd hated it and resented the responsibility; now, she misses being important and at the top of the pecking order. Two of the cats closest to her were the Nemesis and another proxy - turns out, she really does appreciate power.
☆ Since losing Funk, Esh has been haunted by the idea that he never knew how much she loved him. Truth be told, she never fully realised it herself at the time - she knew she loved him, in an odd way, but it was such a jokey concept at odds with her entire belief system that she turned it into more mockery than anything. She was afraid and in denial and wouldn’t let herself accept that her feelings were something more than just an ongoing joke between them - that she was truly, deeply in love with him. Now, she’s terrified of that happening again - someone she loves dying doubting her feelings for them - and vows that it won’t. She still teases those she cares for and is mean and snarky, but she also makes sure to take the time, in private, to tell them how much she cares about them.
☆ Esh is haunted by Funk's ghost - or, rather, she is psychologically. She clings to his memory unhealthily, talking to him and laughing with him like he's still there. It's a coping mechanism, and one that she clings to ashamedly - she knows he's not really there, but she can't let him go. She has one of his scarves that she keeps hidden in her den and holds when she wants to feel close to him.
☆ Esh's failed relationships with she-cats are a huge sort point and something she's incredibly touchy about. She was often stood up on dates and always felt more for them than they did for her. If you want to be really cruel, you'll bring them up.
☆ Her dance moves are major.
☆ She considers herself an honourary SwiftClan member, after the time Buckwheatpaw referred to her as a SwiftClanner in a weird dream.
☆ Quirks: smiles - sharp, hooked, sneering, mocking, taunting, mirthless, hateful / sometimes sweet, gentle, patient; pet names: honey-pie, cutie-pie, sweetie, darling, stupid, idiot, long, elaborate names for Innocentia usually including "fluffy bunny" and "adorable"; when nervous - insane laughter, tearing up ground with her claws, trying to be dismissive and get herself out of the situation; when angry - sly, teasing, gleeful; trauma response: fight and flee.
"summer solstice in the forest clans" in ALL FOREST CLANS + SWIFTCLAN (bullying an apprentice, meeting cradlegrave for the first time irl after their... shared dream in swiftclan)
"these new flocks are nothing but vultures" in PRIMAL INSTINCT + DAYCLAN (forming an odd friendship with bermondsey) (themes: the dying song by montaigne, woman by kesha, technicolour by montaigne, all my friends are rich by upsahl)
"god knows i could make amends" in NIGHTCLAN (esh escorts pinesimmer to a meeting with his sister, aspenstar, as a bodyguard; she's just known as his girlfriend from now on i guess) (theme: i'm just your problem by joj/chloe dazzle)
"i've been dead in your high school bed since you met me" in PI (jester, bermondsey and esh go ghost hunting)
"PARTY IN THE USA" in PI (eshek and bermondsey throw a party and get high off their asses, esh meets regulus and picks a fight with him about him replacing funk)
"YES i do the cooking, YES i do the cleaning" in SUMMERCLAN (eshek trespasses and tries to throw a kit off a cliff)
"a shower of unstoppable starlight, a little bit more me" in SUNCLAN (eshek reunites with applecrumble and they try to kill each other because that's how they bond)
"treasure, treasure, stuck in my head" in PI (verne, cezra and esh go treasure hunting)
"so if you need perfect, i'm not built for you" in DAYCLAN (eshek's first training session with her first apprentice, doompaw)
"the new order site wide gathering" (eshek doesn't realise she's pregnant, she's catching feelings for lucistic, pinesimmer is catching feelings for her, and bermondsey and her agree to never talk about their one night stand again) (wink wink)
"hate the wretched" in PI & SUMC (eshek meets eris, eris is fascinated by her coming back to life, so esh palms her off on doefreckle)
"the starless sky of day" in DAYCLAN and TWOLEGPLACE (twolegs invade dayclan and kidnap half the clan, eshek ends up a kittypet temporarily until they work out how to escape)
"no one [fox] with my baby" in PI (ber and esh have a near death experience that leads to a hurt-comfort one night stand)
"what mysteries lie ahead?" in PI (esh, newly reinstated as proxy and living half-and-half in dc and pi, is on the patrol to explore the haunted marshlands and discovers a mysterious glowing crystal)
"and i don't wanna hurt no more"
"la la la, i feel so pink (just like a freak)"
"but everything is silver, everything is silver with you"
"can't wait for your death - i'll make it festive"
"there's bones in my closet but you hang stuff anyway" in SUMMERCLAN (being reunited with chim and saying goodbye) (theme: heat waves - stripped back by glass animals; their general theme: guillotine by jon bellion) (i cry my goddamn eyes out, they really were the soulmates in the wrong place, wrong time)
"tired of being everyone's 'the one that got away'" in SUMMERCLAN (coming back to life, meeting ratstar, realising life has moved on without him) (themes: the hearse by matt maeson, amy shark by amy shark, and nancy mulligan by ed sheeran) completed
"speed dating 1" (hywel and doe are paired together, they hit it off despite a rocky start) completed
"speed dating 2" (cloudymuse and doe)
"speed dating 3" (garsparkling and doe)
"good for you, you're doin' great out there without me, baby!" in SUMMERCLAN (doe is bitter and not coping, he makes friends with devotedcrow) (theme: brutal by olivia rodrigo)
"we're all very lovely till we get to know each other" in SUMMERCLAN (befriending sunpetal)
"see you, breathe you, i want to be you" in SUMMERCLAN (hywel and doe have a proper first date, they start to catch feelings) completed
"if i only felt how it feels to be yours" in SUMMERCLAN (vulturemalice starts to fall for doe)
"call me by that old familiar name" in SUMMERCLAN (shadedsun comes back from the dead, it's not what either of them expected) completed
"clear softness in our hymn" in PRIMAL INSTINCT (doe and hywel have their second date, organised by hywel; hywel is falling, doe is afraid of catching feelings and gives him the talk about this only being a temporary fling)
"we were inseparable years ago" in SUMMERCLAN (doe and shaded talk and end up in a better place)
"hate the wretched" in SUMMERCLAN (eris is inflicted on doe by eshek, he hates every second of it)
"from a farm boy born near belfast town" in SUMMERCLAN (doe meets his son poppyskip for the first time and is confronted with the reality of being a father)
"love my mom and love my daddy, sure they messed me up but..."
"in the summer silence i was gettin violent"
"i can feel all my bones coming back"
"who needs a babysitter? full moon gathering"
"long enough to call it courage, to live without a lifeline"
"midnight sun"
"a hallowed thing too holy for my unclean lips"
kier:
"just like we were before you knew you'd know me"
"it's curling up slowly and finding a throat to choke"
"do you know the stranglehold covering their eyes?"
"you're a dying flower, i'm the goddamn florist"
"you will learn how to survive here if it kills me"
"bugs 4 breakfast"
to do: funk's death, funk's goodbye note: shaded and doe's theme: merry-go-round-of-life by nuvo orchestra
PLOT TRACKER
eshek:
lucistic - friends to lovers <3
bermondsey - they're weird platonic soulmates who complement each other in the strangest way. they start up wildly conflicting stories about the other until it gets totally out of control and there are just these spiralling lies and rumours surrounding them that all contradict and make no sense. they also know every tiny trauma the other has been through, but don't think to ask about the most BASIC things and so don't know the most general information - like eshek knows all of ber's darkest secrets but she doesn't know he's the warden, and he's heard all about her issues but he thinks funk was her dad. it's like 'i was there when you lost everything and had a break down on the roof - wait, you have a brother?' just general 'we're better than you', clique-y friends who laugh at you behind your back.
pinesimmer - he's her puppy crush, she's his... only friend? confidante? ally? a bur in his side? he went to her when he needed someone to keep her safe and the mental image of pinesimmer waiting at the dayclan border to ask this chick he's met once to be his bodyguard does things to my heart. she's seen him at arguably his most vulnerable and sincere. eshek's free counselling services available to all emotionally repressed nightclan medicine cats. weird, kinda heartwarming friends.
lorah: she'll be reunited with her brother at some point. but he went mad after her death, obsessed with resurrecting his big sister/default mother, and now he's... different.
gen: esh is going to kiss every cat on classic. so far she has kissed funk, bermondsey, pinesimmer, cradlegrave, and eris.
doefreckle:
hywel - fling to friends with benefits to mates, 100k words, slowburn (warning: major character death). his third great love and his third great heartbreak. his first true mate. doe has never been in a committed relationship and i'm going to cry over them.
pygmyprawn - relinquishing chim to her once and for all.
sunpetal - doe's gonna be her one man hype squad. 'your looks could cut a guy today, no one deserves you, you're hotter than any other girl in summerclan and yes it IS a competition.'
CURRENT RELATIONSHIPS
doe:
♡ HYWEL | plotted mate. currently: he's in love with him but is too stubborn and afraid to take it past a casual thing, even though they both know this hasn't been casual for a long time. he's going to get JEALOUS soon and also the whole summerclan thing and the borders being closed are going to make them realise they want to be together. FINALLY. idiots. for near future: against all the odds, doe fell in love with a league tom. the way their relationship began was different to the way any other romance in doe’s life ever had, and that's what made it so immediately confusing and ultimately special. where he usually threw himself into loving too hard, too fast and ended up burned, here he denied his feelings for hywel all together. and that forced slowness, that denial, that reluctance to admit he was falling in love with him, led to something unlike anything he’d ever experienced before. it allowed him to sink slowly into love, so deep before he’d even truly realised what was happening. when doe first met hywel he thought he was just the kind, sweet, fun tom he seemed to be. but when he learned that hywel had a hidden darkness and a secret, violent past, all of doe’s hesitancy was shattered - he was the perfect tom for him and he finally let himself fall in love, though that didn’t come without its own fair share of further internal denial.
hywel is the love of his life, his companion, his partner in crime, the one he can snark to at events and brag about how hot his husband is to jealous she-cats who wish hywel was straight. hywel is also doe’s first ever official mate. he’s everything he ever could have dreamed of. this love hasn’t brought any of its usual fears and claustrophobia now that he’s finally accepted his feelings and let hywel be his and himself be hywel’s. in every other relationship, he’s still felt the pull to be unfaithful, panicked and self-destructive, just to prove to himself that he could be free if he wanted to be. but with hywel, he feels safe and doesn’t want to be with anyone but him; hywel has finally succeeded at putting a wedding ring on the bratty harlot of summerclan. for the first time, he’s truly, completely happy. he doesn’t know what would he would do if anything happened to him.
SHADEDSUN | they’re incredibly connected and they always will be, even if they’re not officially together. while doe was dead, he realised that he’d been in love with shaded the entire time and that he’d been blind to the perfect one for him standing right in front of him, because he couldn’t understand that a soft love was love. but when shaded came back as well and doe confessed his love to him, shaded had been too hurt by doe’s treatment of him the first time and rejected him. for a while their dynamic shifted - where shaded had once pined after doe, now doe pined after shaded - and they were grieving, confused, tense and lost. they’ve reached a soft place now; they reconnected with their one surviving daughter, lilydawn, and in doing so found each other again. now, though they’re both aware that they love each other and that wherever one goes the other will follow, they feel no need to make it official by using the title of mate. truth be told, mate can’t truly encapsulate all that they are.
they were leaders at the same time, adopted a litter of kits together, grieved over those kits’ deaths, died on the same stretch of road, and were brought back to life within weeks of each other. no matter what they are to each other, their souls will always be linked. they share a special and unknowable bond. a lot of shaded's sanctity in doe's eyes probably comes from the fact he's one of very few toms he's loved, if not the only, that he hasn't slept with; he'll always hold that wonder for him, the fact that even with all this between them they haven't sealed the deal. doe loves shaded in a different way than he loves hywel. but now that he’s with hywel, he’s backed away from flirting with shaded like he used to. he still loves him, but he won’t harm hywel and their relationship by acting, or even really feeling, romantically towards shaded. doe's not the tom he used to be and he understands boundaries, respect and what it means to be trusted by someone. so now, they’re just close friends. his soulmate <3
BLUEBELLDREAM |
LILYDAWN |
eshek:
♡ LUCISTIC |
BERMONDSEY |
PINESIMMER |
kier:
ERIS | lab partners who dissect bodies together and sometimes sleep in the same bed. he's smitten with her and unabashedly in awe of her. it's the purest thing kier has ever felt for anyone, because it's so messed up - the two things, like, cancel each other out and it becomes honestly wholesome. unlike the resentment he feels at being his mother's lackey, he's utterly happy to to anything eris asks of him, whether it be cleaning up her lab or holding someone down while she stitches them up or (snuggling). simp.
RHIANNON | mother. he hates her. he's obsessed with her. he loves her. he wants her approval and affection more than anything, and he wants her dead. currently, he's helping her on her quest for eternal life as her assistant.
current relationships because i can't be assed updating their individual sections rn <3
doe:
hywel -
crow -
sunpetal -
vulturemalice -
rosethorn -
lilydawn -
shadedsun -
stormstar -
chim -
eris -
peachblush - they had a one-night stand soon after doe came back. they're incredibly similar - both had their apprenticeships delayed by an accident but managed to earn their warrior name at the same time as their peers by training hard; both have challenging, dysfunctional relationships with their kits stemming from a certain cowardice; both were leaders of mountain clans around the same time, though they just missed each other, and doe felt an immediate closeness to him for peach's relationship to springclan because of shadedsun; they're both messy gays with hidden mean streaks; and they both ended up with league mates. they bonded over their grief at losing a mate and had a soft, healing night together. doe had had a faint crush on peach for ages, when the latter was still with thane, and still thinks of him fondly. plus he just thinks he's SO pretty.
esh:
luc - she's not in love with her best friend. she's not. she'll kill you if you suggest she is. that's ridiculous!
pinesimmer -
ber -
foxstar - she wants to be dominated by her but if you said that she'd deny it.
glowstar -
doompaw - her apprentice!!!!!! he's the worst and she loves him. she's so proud.
regulus -
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pixiewhatever. pixieparade - you thought she'd forgotten about that twerp. she hasn't. she hates her and if she ever sees her again she's gonna crush her.
applecrumble - her FRIEND!!!!!!! she adores her so much. they just try to kill each other every time they see each other and it's the best. she gets so excited just at the thought of her. truly the best. her girlboss.
aspenstar - pinesimmer did nothing wrong. maybe eshek fantasises about breaking all her legs. maybe she doesn't. justiceforpinesimmer.
verne - her goddess. she likes her. she thinks she's cute. she'd like to have her tarot cards read by verne one day.
eris - cutie <3 horrible little miss mad scientist gremlin <33 she freaked esh out at first but now she'd kill for her. she's like her flufflewufflekins (innocentia) 2.0 except the only similarity is they're both tiny. doesn't matter to esh. she wuvs her.
66% extraverted, 57% assertive, 84% observent vs. intuitive
"Often enough they’re happy to perform for the crowd."
DOEFRECKLE:
PHYSICAL
1. Age? Technically, four years; physically, two.
2. Height? Totally average for a tom, neither particularly tall nor particularly short. His legs are slender and slightly longer than might be expected.
3. Build? Slender, but not skinny. Even when he’s at his most stressed you won’t usually see his ribs. He has a tendency to get a little chubby, and that contributes to his unhealthy relationship with food.
4. Fur colour? Calico, with a white chest.
5. Fur type? Short and neat. It looks soft but it's actually surprisingly coarse, like a lil hairbrush. He’s always impeccably groomed - he might only let it slip if he’s in a particularly despondent mood. He’s proud of his looks and even at his angriest, he sees looking good as a spiteful sort of revenge. Even his claws have to be in perfect condition. A few bits of fur on his neck, just behind his ears, are often a bit messy and stick up slightly - it’s his greatest burden and he can’t make them behave no matter how hard he tries. His fur isn't glossy.
6. Eye colour? Warm brown.
7. Eye shape? Round when he’s happy and excited and in a good mood; sultry when he’s flirting.
8. Distinguishing facial features? His pink, freckled nose and large ears.
9. Which facial feature is most prominent? His eyes, smile, and nose. When he occasionally puts on a bit of weight from eating well, he'll get dimples in his cheeks.
10. Which bodily feature is most prominent? Aside from his broken paw, he has a slender waist and a tail that’s ever so slightly longer than usual. He also has very dainty paws.
11. Scars? His whole pelt is littered with scars, though most of them are hidden by his fur. There are only a few small gaps where the fur parts and the scars show through, and he’s very self-conscious about them. He usually tries to groom his fur so it covers them.
12. Accessories? None, aside from flowers and the occasional flower crown.
13. Mannerisms?
14. Are they in good health? He occasionally has bouts of asthma during particularly pollen-rich summers and springs, and he’s slightly more prone to getting colds in winter than other cats are, but other than that he’s in perfect health.
15. Do they have any disabilities? Broken right forepaw. Though he’s recently started doing the exercises for his leg that he should have been doing from the start, the entire leg is weak and doesn’t have the same amount of light muscle his other legs do.
PERSONALITY
1. What words or phrases do they overuse? ‘Y’know’, ‘like’, ‘I mean’, since coming back to life he’s more prone to trailing off in the middle of a sentence. He'll also usually shorten words, e.g. 'gonna', 'wanna', 'sorta', 'kinda', and only use the proper words if he's trying to impress someone.
2. Do they have a catchphrase?
3. Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? He’s quite gloomy, especially right now, but as tempted as I am to say pessimistic he and I both know he’s more optimistic. If he can heal and get past his current struggles, he’s an optimistic baby boy with sunshine in his soul and a big heart in love with the whole world. He just needs to let go of all his broken pieces before he can start to see it again.
4. Are they introverted or extroverted? Extroverted. He can be very shy and get exhausted by social interactions, but extroverted.
5. Do they ever put on airs? Yes. He has a fake accent that he uses, slightly posher and more sophisticated than his actual one.
6. What bad habits do they have? Aside from the obvious, he has an unhealthy relationship with food. He also went through a phase when he first had his paw broken and was stuck in the medicine den of pulling out his tail fur with his teeth. He eventually forced himself to stop but he still has to resist the urge when he gets incredibly stressed or tense.
7. What makes them laugh out loud? Anything. Doe can hardly get through a sentence without laughing at something - something the other cat has said or done, a butterfly fluttering past, a memory, something he himself has said or done, and so on.
8. How do they display affection? Physically, verbally, and through gifts and acts of service. If you mention loving something, he’ll make a mental note of it and surprise you with it. He’s very, very physically affectionate, even with cats he hardly knows, and this has gotten him in trouble in the past - it’s how he broke his leg. It’s sort of also another form of self-destructiveness - half the time he’s expecting to be rebuffed and faced with how pathetic and disgusting he is. For the most part, though, he’s just very, very full of love. He’s not at all shy about using the word love, and perhaps uses it too much and too freely. But it’s never a lie - he genuinely DOES love with all his heart, and does feel incredibly deeply. He can’t love someone by halfs; it’s all or nothing.
9. Mental illnesses? Post-traumatic stress disorder, anxiety, depression. A confusing mix of inferiority and superiority complexes.
10. How do they want to be seen by others? As happy. As someone to be admired and followed. As a good influence. As someone with the perfect life. As someone deserving of love.
11. How do they see themselves? As broken. As pathetic. As fake. As a liar. As deserving of more, but deserving of nothing at the same time. As jealous. As cruel. As a spoiled child who doesn't know what to do when he doesn't get what he wants.
12. How are they seen by others? As innocent. As stupid. As sweet. As feeling too much. As someone who needs to believe in himself more. As someone who’s never had anything bad happen to him; as someone who’s completely oblivious to the horrors of the world; as someone with a kind heart and a warm smile and lots of chatter. As someone who loves flowers and pretty things.
13. Strongest character trait? His big heart and his loyalty. That he can see the genuine beauty in everyone. Despite his own vanity, he doesn't have a shallow bone in his body and doesn't judge cats on their physical appearance. Not only does he fall in love with personality and character over looks, but he'll find cats others think are ugly genuinely beautiful. He's very good at seeing beauty where no one else can.
14. Weakest character trait? His insecurity paired with his self-absorption. Especially because the self-absorption is less overpowering than his selflessness and his need to give everything for those he loves - though he doesn’t know that, or has convinced himself it isn’t true. He wants to believe he’s worse than he really is. Also his manipulative streak, and his frightening ability to seemingly switch off his emotions mid-sentence if he’s in an argument.
15. How competitive are they? Very.
16. Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? A bit of both. He can be terribly impulsive and reckless, and his heart usually wins out over his head, leading to stupid decisions he usually later regrets. Now that he’s matured a little, he takes time to consider. As leader, he was clear-headed, wise and sensible. He's always far better at making decisions that aren't about his personal life. Decisions about patrols, Clan matters, anything like that? Absolutely sober and intelligent. Decisions about himself? All hell breaks loose. He can't take care of his own life.
17. How do they react to praise? He fawns and blushes and turns it around into a teasing, flirting reply.
18. How do they react to criticism? Badly. As full of self-hatred as he is, he still has an ego and will often get snarky and cold in response, turning it around on the other cat, or become insincerely thankful. There’s a difference between degradation and criticism - Doe only gets giddy over one of them.
19. What is their greatest fear? Dying unloved, alone, and forgotten. Not being enough. Letting SummerClan down. Everything Funk said coming true.
20. What are their biggest secrets? He’s not as kind as he pretends to be… and he is. Maybe the cruel streak is the lie. Maybe all he truly is is a foolish, soft-hearted, selfless tom with too much love to give. Maybe he conjured up that cold facade so he didn’t have to believe it.
21. What is their philosophy of life?
22. When was the last time they cried? Probably this morning. He's very emotional right now.
23. What haunts them? All the things he never got to say to Shadedsun, and all the things he did say. Funk’s abuse. StarClan leaving him standing alone in the dark at the Moon Creek - he doesn’t know why they didn’t approve of his leadership. Just… dying, spending two years wandering as a ghost, and being resurrected to find life had moved on without him and he’d been replaced in every single way. That he never mattered.
24. What are their political views? Be kind, useful, and friendly to those in power. Court friendships in high places. Never make them mad. Don't get involved, but be vigilant, easygoing and practical. Understand the political climate in the other Clans and how that might impact SummerClan.
25. What will they stand up for? Everything. Anything. Injustice, cruelty, tyranny. He doesn't know it, but he'd die for what he believes is good and right and fair.
26. Who do they quote? Ravenstar of SummerClan. Probably Chim and Shadedsun, the former unthinkingly when he’s faced with something unsatisfactory or idiotic, the latter, again unthinkingly, if he sees something beautiful or needs hope, courage, or belief in himself.
27. Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? Outdoorsy. He sometimes has lazy spells, but he mostly hates being cooped up.
28. What is their sinful little habit? He really likes to eat. He usually does it in private, though, and you’ll rarely catch him taking anything from the fresh-kill pile - something to do with his looks and keeping up the appearance of being effortlessly pretty. Effortlessly pretty cats don’t have to eat, right?
29. What sense do they most rely on? Sight, smell, and hearing. Out of those three… I really want to say hearing for some reason, even though sight is the most obvious for him?
30. How do they treat people better than them? Either too respectfully, unable to put aside his own deference and imposter syndrome feelings to talk naturally, or too casually. If they’re better than him MORALLY, then with fake, snide friendliness, dropping in acidic remarks with a smile when he thinks they won’t notice. This will get especially bad if he believes he’s smarter than them, because then he’ll try to run mental circles around them, reinforcing and validating his own feelings and congratulating his superiority if and when they don’t pick up on his insincerity. If he doesn’t like them, then he’ll always try to find a weakness in their armour that makes him better than them, as a comfort to himself. Generally, though, he’s pretty good with those in power - he treats them like normal, just friendly and chatty and sweet and funny.
31. How do they treat people worse than them? With kindness, care, and gentleness. Underneath that, though, there’s a spiteful little part of him that is happy he’s not them, that he’s better, that he’s more powerful and more in control. He’s occasionally unintentionally condescending, abrupt, or dismissive of others' problems. He'll also sometimes pretend to care when he doesn't.
32. What quality do they most value in a friend? Gentleness, humour, and an adventurous spirit.
33. What do they consider an overrated virtue? Devotion to the Clan you were born in.
34. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? His broken paw. His… everything. But mostly his paw.
35. What is their obsession?
36. What are their pet peeves? Cats who eat with their mouths open.
37. What are their idiosyncrasies?
FRIENDS AND FAMILY
1. Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Small; it was just him and his brother in his litter. His family now consists of his six adult kits, though they're scattered to the winds and he has yet to reconnect with or even meet them.
2. What is their perception of family? Broken. Loose. Unimportant. Something to be left after childhood when you strike out on your own. Something that raises you - nothing more than that. Much as he has his obsession with forming a loving family, he truly doesn’t know how families are supposed to function and doesn’t put much stock by them. But he wants to try, for his children. He doesn't know how to be a father, especially since all his kits are now physically the same age as him, but he wants to learn. He wants to be there for them and be a part of their lives.
3. Do they have siblings? Older or younger? One brother from the same little; deceased.
4. Describe their best friend.
5. Ideal best friend?
6. Describe their other friends.
7. Describe their acquaintances.
8. Who are their natural allies?
9. Who are their surprising allies?
PAST AND FUTURE
1. What was your character like as a baby? As a child? As a kit, he was sweet, mischievous, and adventurous, always wanting to play with the younger kits and take them beyond the nursery; but he was quite good at doing it when their parents’ weren’t watching, and was the golden boy of the nursery, lapping up their praise and adoration about what a good boy he was. As an apprentice, he was determined to be the best warrior in NightClan and was strong-headed, competitive, and a little mean. It was also as an apprentice that he discovered his sexuality. His first experience with a tom was an older NightClan warrior, who had a mate (sorry to that lady whose husband had his head turned by a twink apprentice). He was always slipping away from training to court boys. Aside from that, he was lively, bubbly, and energetic. He only softened and quietened in the moons after having his forepaw broken, once he got past the worse of the initial anger at the world.
2. Did they grow up rich or poor? His parents were average NightClan warriors - no history of leadership, no great lineage, nothing special.
3. Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? A bit of both. His parents were always a bit hands-off, believing that made the best warriors, and maybe that contributed a little to Doe’s love of physical touch and affection. Freud would have a field day with this guy. That being said, his mother both coddled and babied him a little, always frightened of his risk-taking nature as a kit, and encouraged him to be a warrior NightClan could be proud of, growing aloof without warning; and his father was cruel to him - he resented his son’s obvious homosexuality, sensing it before Doe did himself. He was physically beaten only once, but he left NightClan without much regret at leaving his family all the same. All his parents did was give him a yearning for absolute personal freedom… with a confusing side of needing physical affirmations of love.
4. What is the most offensive thing they ever said? I’m sure Doe has said a lot of terrible things I haven’t borne witness to, but in rp it was something he said to Shadedsun: “Oh, fall for every tom I meet, do I? You really wanna talk about that, when you were so willing to give me your heart the second I gave you the slightest hint of affection? So desperate for any teeny, tiny bit of love, so desperate to be wanted - because, let's face it, who's ever gonna love the cat who, you said it yourself, Shaded - you're nothing compared to who you used to be. All that anxiety only goes so far before it just gets insufferable. And, oh, you were there for me first? Honestly, it's so sweet that you even remember that at all - almost sounds like you're still in love with me. Maybe I did used to fall for every tom I met. Makes you wonder, then, doesn't it, why I didn't fall for you. Practically threw yourself at me, could’ve had you in a second, and I still didn't want you.”
5. What is their greatest achievement? Being leader.
6. What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? Same as above - the way he treated Shadedsun.
7. What are their ambitions? To reconnect with his kits. To be loved. To get his leadership back.
8. What advice would they give their younger self?
9. What smells remind them of their childhood? Rain in pine trees, especially at night. Pine needles.
10. What was their childhood ambition? To be a great warrior.
11. What is their best childhood memory?
12. What is their worst childhood memory? Slipping back into camp late at night after a violent tryst with an enemy warrior; he was bloody and bruised and assumed everyone would be asleep and he would be able to slip quietly into his nest and clean up the evidence of his wounds and his elicit love affair in private. His father was up waiting for him, however, and it was the only time Doe was ever beaten. His brother and mother watched, and his brother’s tears and the look of disappointment on his mother’s face almost hurt more than his father’s blows. It was the first time he was ever humiliated. Before that, his affairs with toms had just been physically rough; now, he deliberately courted humiliation - as punishment, and because the sick part of him craved it. So, like, thanks dad I guess.
13. Did they have an imaginary childhood friend? No. He was always consumed by the real world; he didn’t need to resort to his own imagination.
14. When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment?
15. What past act are they most ashamed of? His treatment of Shadedsun. His throwing himself at any tom that looked his way, though he still gets a heady rush from the thought of it. Not being there for his brother when he needed him.
16. What past act are they most proud of?
17. Has anyone ever saved their life?
18. Strongest childhood memory?
LOVE
1. Do they believe in love at first sight? Yes. I’d say it’s one of those times where it’s Doe’s romanticism winning out over what he actually thinks, but no - he really does believe in it.
2. Are they in a relationship? It’s… complicated.
3. How do they behave in a relationship? D’you know what? I don’t know. For all the love I’ve dangled in front of Doe, he’s never actually been in a committed relationship. I imagine he’d be a really good partner. He wouldn’t be too clingy or overbearing, because he knows how much he himself values freedom and it’s always both the biggest and the quietest parts of someone that he falls in love with - he’d want to give the big personality traits room to breathe, and the quiet ones space to grow and thrive and be nurtured. He’d just want a companion, an equal. He’d be soft, loving and jokey, and would always make a big deal out of anniversaries, special occasions, and celebrations. If they wanted something, even if he didn’t completely understand it, he’d support them 100% and help them in any way he could.
4. Has your character ever been in love? Yes.
5. Have they ever had their heart broken? Yes.
CONFLICT
1. How do they respond to a threat? If it's a verbal threat to him personally, here’s always going to be that part of him, even if silent, that becomes a purring, quivering mess. If it were a serious, threat, however, he’d be chilly and quiet, all the warmth leaving his eyes. He’d likely try to negotiate before waging war. If it were a threat to his Clan, he'd be serious, level-headed, and practical. Then, as a last resort and much as it would pain him, he'd make the tough decisions and get deadly.
2. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? His tongue; he’s physically weak in battle.
3. What is your character’s kryptonite? His broken paw - it never properly healed, so it’s still incredibly sensitive and tender even after all this time. He’s in constant pain. If he walks too much on it it feels like it’s on fire, so if you were to touch it in a fight - game over. He’d be a crying, begging wreck. Also the words useless, pathetic, pitiful, and unloveable.
4. If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be?
5. How do they perceive strangers? Judgementally. But he hates it, and it’s like that saying - ‘your first thought is how you were raised, your second is who you are.’ He always follows a nasty thought with a purposefully sweet, complimentary one. Sometimes, though, and more often now, his first thought will be something genuinely kind or awe-filled, like when he met Glowstar. He's naturally so kind and warm and sweet and loves everyone... but he's also kind of a conceited brat.
6. What do they love to hate? Degradation. Being proven that he is as pathetic as he believes he is.
7. What are their phobias? Being forced to run for his life, certain medicinal herbs, being forced to stay in the medicine cat den, losing the ability to walk altogether.
8. What living person do they most despise?
9. Have they ever been bullied or teased? Yes.
10. Where do they go when they’re angry? Shadedsun’s grave, the Southern Seas, or beyond SummerClan’s borders.
11. Who are their enemies and why?
DUTIES, EDUCATION AND HOBBIES
1. What is their current rank/role? Warrior of SummerClan.
2. What do they think about their current role?
3. What are some of their past roles? Warrior of NightClan, voiny of BrookClan, deputy of SummerClan, leader of SummerClan.
4. What are their hobbies?
6. Intelligence level? High.
7. Do they have any specialist training?
8. Do they have a natural talent for something?
10. What is their class status?
FAVOURITE
1. What is their favourite animal?
2. Which animal to they dislike the most?
3. What place would they most like to visit?
4. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen?
5. What is their favourite song?
6. What is their favourite colour?
7. What is their favourite day of the week/weekend activity?
8. What is their most treasured possession?
9. How do they decorate their personal space?
SPIRITUALITY
1. Who or what is your character’s guardian angel? Shadedsun, he hopes. He’s secretly terrified that he hurt him too much and he hates him, wherever he is - or, worse, that he truly broke his heart.
2. Do they believe in the afterlife? Yes.
3. What are their religious views? Freethinker - he believes in StarClan, but he hates them for what they’ve done to him and to others and wilfully disregards them. He abides, reluctantly, out of habit and because they’re comforting, by the religious norms of the traditional Clans, but may not be averse to scrapping them all together and taking nature and the world as inspiration.
4. What do they think heaven is?
5. What do they think hell is?
6. Are they superstitious? No.
7. What would they like to be reincarnated as?
8. How would they like to die? Bravely. You’d think it would be something like surrounded by everyone he loves, but he’d want to go out risking and giving his life for his Clan or for love. Something truly extraordinary and courageous and selfless that would make up for everything bad and cowardly he’s done and turn into someone that can be spoken of with pride. If I ever kill Doe in rp, I want it to be in battle, protecting other cats.
9. What is your character’s spirit animal?
10. What is their zodiac sign?
VALUES
1. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person?
2. What is their view of ‘freedom’?
3. When did they last lie?
4. What’s their view of lying?
5. When did they last make a promise?
6. Did they keep or break their last promise?
DAILY LIFE
1. What are their eating habits? Bad. He goes for days without eating or eats in bursts.
2. Do they have any allergies? Slight pollen-related asthma.
3. Describe their home.
4. Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? Total clutter. He’s a magpie - he finds something pretty, he takes it. His fearlessness of twoleg objects contributes to this, too. Back when he was leader he decorated his den with mandarin trees in terracotta pots, dried flowers, and blankets. He's very messy, but good at organising things.
5. What do they do first thing on a weekday morning?
6. What do they do on a Sunday afternoon?
7. What do they do on a quiet night?
8. What is their favourite prey? Rabbit.
MISCELLANEOUS
1. What is their character archetype?
2. Who is their hero?
3. What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween?
4. Are they comfortable with twoleg objects?
5. If they could save one person, who would it be?
6. If they could call one person for help, who would it be?
7. What is their favourite proverb?
8. What is their greatest extravagance? Everything about him, really. But especially the care he takes with his physical appearance. Now that he doesn’t have the mandarin trees outside his den to give him a natural perfume, he’ll often roll in patches of sweet-smelling flowers or fresh fruit fallen from trees to make himself smell nice. He’s a complete dandy.
9. What is their greatest regret? That he didn’t pursue true happiness sooner. That he wasted so many years self-destructing and torturing himself. His death/leaving Chim and Shadedsun.
10. What is their perception of redemption? It has to be something big. The only way to truly redeem yourself is to martyr yourself. That, or work your way up from the very bottom after sufficient punishment, through good deeds and selflessness and unceasing kindness, until you are loved and forgiven and given a second chance, with a soul that’s physically lighter for having cast off the seeds of corruption and greed and selfishness. That took a religious spin, but what is Warriors if not religious trauma?
11. What is their favourite nursery tale?
12. What fairytale do they hate?
13. Do they believe in happy endings? Yes. No. Maybe. He wants to. He wants to with all his heart.
14. What is their idea of perfect happiness?
15. What would they ask a fortune teller? ‘Will I end up happy?’ ‘Did Shadedsun know I loved him?’ ‘Why did StarClan abandon me at my lives ceremony? Why didn’t they approve of me as leader of SummerClan?’ 'Why was I brought back? What do you want from me? What am I supposed to do?'
16. If your character could travel through time, where would they go? He’d go back to when he was an apprentice and tell him to be kind to himself, to search for love that is gentle and good. That he isn’t broken. He never was.
17. What activity do they excel at?
18. What activity do they suck at? Hunting.
19. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose?
ESHEK:
PHYSICAL
1. Age? Technically, four years and about three months; physically, two and a bit.
2. Height? Very tall.
3. Build? Lanky, thin, almost skinny; her ribs were occasionally visible before she became a proxy and had first dibs on food. She has a long tail. Like Lucistic, she has a slim waist and a fairly large rib cage.
4. Fur colour? Pale creamy-grey, with grey-blue-brown Siamese points.
5. Fur type? Short, thick, dusty, stiff.
6. Eye colour? Dark blue.
7. Eye shape? Very round and wide. She has very expressive eyes and uses them a lot when she speaks - they're always narrowing, always switching between sly and teasing and a thousand other emotions.
8. Distinguishing facial features? A slit in her brow.
9. Which facial feature is most prominent? Her smile, eyes and teeth.
10. Which bodily feature is most prominent?
11. Scars? A few, most noticeably a long one on her shoulder and a big slit in her ear from Pinesimmer. She currently has three slash marks across her face from the SunClan warrior Applecrumble; they're healing and will likely leave faint scars. But for the most part her fur is perfect - she's too good a killer to have been wounded that much.
12. Accessories? Two of DayClan's feathers, an orange one (growth) and a pale purple one (love). She wears them behind one ear.
13. Mannerisms?
14. Are they in good health? Aside from occasionally weak lungs from over-exposure to smoke, yes.
15. Do they have any disabilities? No.
PERSONALITY
1. What words or phrases do they overuse?
2. Do they have a catchphrase?
3. Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic.
4. Are they introverted or extroverted? Extroverted, though she does occasionally need time alone and likes to hang out most with just a few close friends. She thinks she's introverted. I, as her writer and spokeswoman, know she's not.
5. Do they ever put on airs? No. She's very honest about who she is; she'll only lie or change her personality in incredibly dire situations where her life is at risk.
6. What bad habits do they have? She picks her teeth.
7. What makes them laugh out loud? Everything. Lucistic, cats making a fool of themselves or getting hurt, things going wrong, cats trying to be intimidating, really random things like a leaf balancing on a wall and then falling off with perfect comedic timing.
14. Weakest character trait? I feel like I almost know Esh's human self better than her cat self, so just picture this: a 5'10 trust fund brat, bleached blonde hair in a trendy bob that's been dyed so many times it's thin and dry, big-framed 0.00 prescription glasses just because she's seen girls wearing them on the street, a preppy clothing style with nothing that costs less than $800, 22 years old and already washed up, grew up in a mansion that felt more like a museum for all its echoing emptiness and coldness, uses her dad's platinum card to pay for everything despite the fact she hasn't been on speaking terms with him since she was 17, an insecure party animal wreck who gets stood up by girls who are out of her league and staggers in to her high-rise apartment every night to collapses on the couch fully-clothed and sleep until 1pm when the cycle begins anew, oh and she's part of a crime syndicate just because they're the only people who can stand her. But for all her rich-girl vibes she's barely literate, has ugly habits, keeps a stack of Vogue magazines on her coffee table that she's never read just so she can look cool and get some of the validation she's always seeking from people above and below her - just anyone that'll listen. And I love her with all my heart.
15. How competitive are they?
16. Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider?
17. How do they react to praise?
18. How do they react to criticism?
19. What is their greatest fear?
20. What are their biggest secrets?
21. What is their philosophy of life?
22. When was the last time they cried?
23. What haunts them? Funk. The death of their kits.
24. What are their political views? Nada - she goes with the flow and generally doesn't interfere.
25. What will they stand up for? Very little. Injustice within families is one of the only things that will make her stand up and interfere.
26. Who do they quote? Funk.
27. Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy? Both. She likes to cause chaos, but she also likes to lounge around inside and waste the day away.
28. What is their sinful little habit?
29. What sense do they most rely on? Sight.
30. How do they treat people better than them? Without any deference or respect.
31. How do they treat people worse than them? With total, casual contempt and crassness. But also as her total equal. She’s not biased or classist.
32. What quality do they most value in a friend?
33. What do they consider an overrated virtue?
34. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be?
35. What is their obsession?
36. What are their pet peeves?
37. What are their idiosyncrasies?
FRIENDS AND FAMILY
1. Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? Practically non-existent. Her mother died giving birth to her and the rest of her litter went with her, and she killed her father and his new litter, her half-siblings, when she was nine moons old. Her husband is dead, and their litter died when she did. Her only surviving family is her half-brother, Lorah.
2. What is their perception of family? She yearns for it. She wants a big, traditional, close-knit family - kits, in-laws, grandkits, a partner to lean on. She thought she'd be able to have that with Funk, but fate had other ideas.
3. Do they have siblings? Older or younger? One younger half-brother.
4. Describe their best friend. He makes her into her best self. When she's around him, she feels completely safe, known, understood, loved. He means the world to her and is the only reason she moved to DayClan. With him, she can be both goofy, silly, and chaotic, and her most honest self, saying everything she can't say to anyone else.
5. Ideal best friend? Lucistic is already it.
6. Describe their other friends. Innocentia, Pinesimmer, Bermondsey.
7. Describe their acquaintances.
8. Who are their natural allies? All the ex-League cats in DayClan.
9. Who are their surprising allies? Pinesimmer in NightClan.
PAST AND FUTURE
1. What was your character like as a baby? As a child?
2. Did they grow up rich or poor? Rich. She's a total trust-fund baby. She's an enigma of never having had to work a day in her life and being completely self-made - everything she has is thanks to her and her alone.
3. Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? Neglected.
4. What is the most offensive thing they ever said?
5. What is their greatest achievement?
6. What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved? The way she raised Lorah. Also never properly telling Funk how much he meant to her; she's terrified he died not knowing how completely she loved him.
7. What are their ambitions?
8. What advice would they give their younger self?
9. What smells remind them of their childhood? Clean, stagnant water; rain on slate and glass; dust in old buildings.
10. What was their childhood ambition?
11. What is their best childhood memory?
12. What is their worst childhood memory?
13. Did they have an imaginary childhood friend?
14. When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment?
15. What past act are they most ashamed of?
16. What past act are they most proud of?
17. Has anyone ever saved their life?
18. Strongest childhood memory?
LOVE
1. Do they believe in love at first sight?
2. Are they in a relationship?
3. How do they behave in a relationship? She's supportive in the most outwardly unsupportive way - she'll constantly tease and drag them down, while also completely fighting for them and believing in them with all her heart. She'd canvas the entire neighbourhood, knocking door to door and throwing a rock with her partner's face and election flyer on it through people's windows if they slammed their door in her face, and then get home and tell her partner what an ugly loser they are. Insults are just her way of showing affection. She's deathly loyal, not terribly physically affectionate despite not understanding personal space or boundaries, and a perfect companion.
4. Has your character ever been in love? Yes.
5. Have they ever had their heart broken? Yes, by death.
CONFLICT
1. How do they respond to a threat?
2. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? Both, but she's good with her fists.
3. What is your character’s kryptonite?
4. If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? The scarf of Funk's that she salvaged after coming back to life.
5. How do they perceive strangers?
6. What do they love to hate?
7. What are their phobias?
8. What living person do they most despise?
9. Have they ever been bullied or teased? Probably - but the bully wouldn't have lasted long. I imagine she got some crap as a trainee for being an only child with a dad who didn't love her and a dead mum; she would have sorted that all out very quickly.
10. Where do they go when they’re angry?
11. Who are their enemies and why?
DUTIES, EDUCATION AND HOBBIES
1. What is their current rank/role? Warrior of DayClan.
2. What do they think about their current role?
3. What are some of their past roles? Foreign Affairs Proxy of Primal Instinct.
4. What are their hobbies?
6. Intelligence level? Moederately high. But she can be thick as a board.
7. Do they have any specialist training? Yes, as a torturer and assassin, before it was an official rank in the League.
8. Do they have a natural talent for something? Torture, fighting, killing. From Funk, she learned how to use herbs and medicine and picked it up quickly.
10. What is their class status? Formerly high; now low, just a step above Forsaken.
FAVOURITE
1. What is their favourite animal?
2. Which animal to they dislike the most?
3. What place would they most like to visit?
4. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen?
5. What is their favourite song?
6. What is their favourite colour?
7. What is their favourite day of the week/weekend activity?
8. What is their most treasured possession?
9. How do they decorate their personal space?
SPIRITUALITY
1. Who or what is your character’s guardian angel?
2. Do they believe in the afterlife? Since dying herself, she doesn't know. She's haunted by the terror that this is all there is and Funk and her kits are just... nowhere. Or worse, stuck in some empty blackness.
3. What are their religious views? Agnostic? She believes StarClan and all the other gods are probably real, she just doesn't put any stock by them and thinks they're a bunch of over-powered, incompetent meddlers.
4. What do they think heaven is? Somewhere where all her loved ones are. Somewhere she can just breathe and have a happy, easy, simple life.
5. What do they think hell is? Emptiness. Nothing. Or being forced to relive all her most painful moments.
6. Are they superstitious? Slightly. She had all sorts of rules about the crypt in the old League territory.
7. What would they like to be reincarnated as? A moth.
8. How would they like to die?
9. What is your character’s spirit animal?
10. What is their zodiac sign?
VALUES
1. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person?
2. What is their view of ‘freedom’?
3. When did they last lie? Is her whole life a lie? Or does she never lie? I could write a thousand words and still come no closer to the answer. In a tangible sense, the thing she's currently lying about is her identity.
4. What’s their view of lying? She doesn't care, so long as she's mostly in the know.
5. When did they last make a promise?
6. Did they keep or break their last promise?
DAILY LIFE
1. What are their eating habits? She's a total binge eater; she eats and eats and doesn't gain weight.
2. Do they have any allergies?
3. Describe their home.
4. Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder? Minimalist. She's all about that tacky-chic, old-money-disguised-as-nouveau-riche aesthetic - empty white rooms, $3000 tables, huge windows, shaggy white rugs, uncomfortable leather couches just so you can boast about having an uncomfortable leather couch.
5. What do they do first thing on a weekday morning?
6. What do they do on a Sunday afternoon? Sleep.
7. What do they do on a quiet night?
8. What is their favourite prey? Mouse. Also lizards and frogs.
MISCELLANEOUS
1. What is their character archetype?
2. Who is their hero? Lucistic. Her mother.
3. What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween?
4. Are they comfortable with twoleg objects?
5. If they could save one person, who would it be?
6. If they could call one person for help, who would it be?
7. What is their favourite proverb?
8. What is their greatest extravagance?
9. What is their greatest regret?
10. What is their perception of redemption?
11. What is their favourite nursery tale?
12. What fairytale do they hate?
13. Do they believe in happy endings?
14. What is their idea of perfect happiness?
15. What would they ask a fortune teller? 'Did Funk know I loved him?' 'Are he and our kits safe and happy?' Fun fact if you've read this far (hooray): Doe's answers to this question are mostly about himself, Esh's are about her others. He thinks first about himself, she thinks first about her loved ones; she's much more immediately selfless and less self-absorbed than he is, though they act the complete opposite.
16. If your character could travel through time, where would they go?
17. What activity do they excel at?
18. What activity do they suck at?
19. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose?
likes: chaotic morally-questionable cats who know how to have fun and live their truth, quiet intimate days, spending time with her friends, winter, finding the kind hearts within villainous cats (she doesn't get along with good cats - she doesn't understand them; but she loves to surround herself with cats who are bad... but have soft sides - them she can relate to), mice
dislikes: cats who think they're superior for having better morals, responsibility, hypocrites, flowers, nature in general, destructive ambition (unless it's the ambition of someone she cares about - then she's totally blinded and all for it), drama, look she's simultaneously incredibly simple and a walking contradiction - what you think she'll like, she'll hate, and what you think she'll hate, she'll like; she loves chaos, but craves a simple life where nothing happens - ask her, not me
POSITIVE - uuuuuuhhhhhhhhh if he gets obsessed with you he'll commit multiple counts of homicide - determined, self-motivated, confident - funny, good to stand next to at a boring party if you need some dry, cruel one-liners about the other attendees - knows everyone's business, backstory, family tree, and PIN number (is that good?) - no inhibitions or filter, so if you're into the petty little 5'2 guy making sly jibes, he's your mans
NEGATIVE - unscrupulous, no moral compass - jealous, bitter, self-pitying/never blames himself for anything - self-aggrandising, manipulative, narcissistic, selfish - sadistic, obsessive, petty, two-faced, impossible to know what he actually believes or holds dear - doesn't believe in 'an eye for an eye', believes in a life for an eye - a tiny slight is the same as a massive crime - thinks he's better and smarter than everyone else
HISTORY
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RELATIONSHIPS
Rhiannon ★★☆☆☆ He probably has mummy issues about being abandoned if you got him drunk enough for him to actually admit it, but on the surface he doesn't feel anything for her and just pretends to be a son happy to have his mother in his life at last so he can use her and hopefully get his brother murdered some time down the track. 'Mum I'm so happy you're here to bake cakes with me. By the by, have you ever noticed how Mal ...' Likely has a bit of an Oedipus complex.
Harley ★★★☆☆ He raised him. Though he's mainly fiercely independent, always off on his own schemes and missions, he's a bit of a daddy's boy and likes to be groomed like a kitten by him. He probably has mixed feelings he can't reconcile, though - his dad never succeeded in making Mal stop bullying him, but at the same time he's the only cat he comes close to feeling a genuine attachment to.
Mal ☆☆☆☆☆ He's going to find a way to kill him.
Kate ★☆☆☆☆ He feels strangely about his sister. Mainly he's just always dragged along on her plans, so he spends the most time with her out of all his family and has developed an unwilling fondness just through the fact he's around her so much. He pretends to be the obedient, supportive brother who loves her, the cheerleader, always dryly witty and endearingly petty on their excursions together. But he also resents her for a lot of reasons, most of them stemming from him subconsciously knowing she's better than him - he can't reconcile that with his superiority complex. She's the perfect child and he knows he isn't.
BIO
A slight, skinny black tom with seething grey eyes. He's bony, weak, and has large fennec fox ears. All his life, he’s been underestimated and cast aside, a lackey to his perfect sister and a punching bag to his charismatic brother. His short pelt is littered with scars and he’s developed a hunched way of standing and walking, having learned making himself small and insignificant is the best way to weasel his way out of his brother’s sadistic cruelties. But none of this has left him merciful or gentle; it’s turned him slimy and toady, submissive on the surface and venomously jealous on the inside, a tinderbox waiting to ignite. Far from the injustices of his youth making him insecure, he’s a latent narcissist, believing himself above everyone around him. He hates his brother viciously and resents his sister. Though both his siblings believe him to be stupid, he’s uniquely gifted at twisting illusion and reality, rumour and misunderstanding, deception and truth - with useless claws and no fighting skill to speak of, he’s learned, quietly, that his best weapon is the words he can twist and poison. He’s a bit of a yandere and is good at gaslighting, though he perhaps believes himself to be a little cleverer than he actually is. Once he fixates his attentions on you, you’d best run. He has a nervous twitch that comes out when he’s particularly riled up or excited by his own scheming; it mainly affects his head. His voice is quiet and obsequious, often fawning, though he has a deadpan, biting sense of humour when his true self occasionally slips through the snivelling veneer. Violence and cruelty inflicted on others by others - especially the drawn-out, slow kind - send a quiver up his spine; they’re the finest foreplay, and he loves to watch. He considers everyone around him to be base and stupid, driven by some instinct he himself is above and easy to manipulate. His treatment of friends and family forms the tragedy of all their lives; they trust him, and he holds them in contempt. He can be quiet, head bowed, strategically dumbing himself down; and, mostly while alone, he can be psychopathically unhinged and acidicly jealous, at times possessing a special brand of dramatic, incendiary flair. He loves to line metaphorical dominoes up in a row and see how they fall, watching with a darting-eyed sort of reverent glee. In a word, he’s brutal precisely because he looks so submissive and harmless. He has the true makings of a killer about him. An Iago, but maybe this time he slips out into the streets of Cyprus and leaves the carnage upon the bed.
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☆ CREATED 14 sep 2021
☆ VOICE 'REST EMPLOYED' (1:28-2:03 & 2:35-2:47, And the whole damn thing lmao), 'TUNE INTO THE MADNESS' (1:08-1:18), 'THE FINE PRINT' (1:04-1:25)
smells like spices - nutmeg, paprika, clove (either sickly sweet or spicy enough to make you need to sneeze);
claws that never fully retract;
allergic to rats, spring, dust;
ADIE SYNDROME IN LEFT EYE;
MISSING HIS TAIL-TIP (SELF-MUTILATION)
THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO FOX.
MADE BY ★MEULK OF GS & THQ
notes: nephew-in-law of doe
-he has a sadistic obsession with asphyxiation; he'll often fixate on someone's throat while they're speaking and likes being choked - loves blood; the sight, smell, sound and taste of it - he loves watching people argue and pitting them against each other - he’ll comfort someone to their face and make sure everyone sees their failure behind their back - he loves being around other cats purely bc he finds their constant striving to succeed and better themselves endlessly funny - he loves to people watch - he's tortured kittens in the past - he keeps his psychopathy secret from his siblings - it's unhelpful to his overall plans if they're aware he's dangerous - despite his excellent observational skills, he completely lacks inhibitions in crowds and won’t bat an eye at speaking loudly and embarrassing himself, because he doesn’t really feel embarrassment - he’s very efficient at bringing his plans to fruition once he decides on them - it isn’t that he doesn’t understand the harm he does - he just loves causing suffering and distress. he’s almost playful about it. it makes him feel in control - somewhere along the way with his father and siblings, he picked up a vague belief in the two-faced roman god janus. he takes great delight in his faith in him that he projects to the world, toying with everyone who doesn't realise he's all but admitting he himself is two-faced. he'll often say things like 'by janus.' - the voice he uses to make himself appear innocent is different to his natural voice - usually speaks in reverse psychology, saying the opposite to what he means and what he wants the other person to conclude, so that he can never be directly held accountable for anything that happens - has adie syndrome (his left pupil is permanently dilated) - he doesn’t like being touched, but doesn’t respect personal space; he can touch, but very few can touch him back - his name means “(little) dark one” in gaelic, his mother’s native tongue - he picked up saying “my dear” from his dad - inspired by iago from othello and sgorr from fire bringer - he says "father" when addressing harley or speaking about him with his siblings, but "dad" when speaking to anyone outside the family whose guards he wants to get down. - kier rolls his r’s - Kier likely has some bastard children out there. Once a loner he’d had a one night stand with came to tell him she was pregnant and he very unprettily told her whether she aborted them or not, they weren’t his - but much more crassly and cruelly. He has no idea whether she did or not and he doesn’t spare her or them a passing thought. He was only a trainee and she was about the same age. - he sleepwalks - If he were a human he’d be middle management, enjoying being so incredibly cruel to his underlings while he pretends to be on their side and quietly plotting the downfalls of all his superiors so he can advance upwards - as a human he’d paint his nails (black with glitter probably) and i love the idea that he’s worked out how to do it as a cat too. like with wet charcoal or freaking tar or something - u know he a druggie
FOR FUTURE: - kier grows as an adult. he's still small, but his legs grow lanky and his slender body becomes less scrawny and more handsome; he's then just about taller than the average she-cat, or at least the same height. his voice, too, matures from its high pitch before it broke to something smoother and more sultry, like a b-rate gameshow host grandmothers would fawn over. his accent changes basically person to person. is his natural one english-leaning? scottish? american? who knows. - even after he’s a hunter, kier will still sometimes pose as a trainee and use his old name of kier-kun - kier and druzyprince dynamic duo <3 which is funny because kier has a crush on druzy's dad and also because kier's the boss but he's like as tall as druzy's knees. theyre gonna be cartoon villains - when druzy’s a kit he’s like the same size as kier which makes him FURIOUS - might make him nonbinary/genderfluid - he’s poly but likely in a toxic “i can have multiple partners but you can’t way”; this, along with his misogyny, will probably change as he grows older and matures. he’ll get more awful in other ways but be less sort of bigoted. not totally though. his grossness is part of him so he’ll always make the odd comment even when he seems to have changed lmao <3 - his tastes are like, scary, in-charge girls he can simp for, soft girls he can control (crying rn), soft boys he can be heart eyes for, and scary homicidal daddies he can simp for too. i feel like with soft girls and Daddies it’d be a really bad relationship, but with scary girls and soft boys he’d be a surprisingly good partner. maybe i just want a scary girl or a soft boy who knows in this economy
human heights: esh, 5’11; doe, 5’7; kier, 5’2.
goals: i want him to be the advisor to someone powerful and awful
also if i'm going down the iago route he needs a roderigo (someone just really stupid that he pretends to be friends with but just uses), a cassio (some hot guy he pretends to be friends with, pretends to himself that he hates, and actually simps for), and an emilia (but with the reading that they were partners in crime and peas in a manipulative pod)
CHARACTER DEVELOPMENT QUESTIONS
PHYSICAL
1. Age? Around 9 moons.
2. Height? Very short.
3. Build? Slight, skinny, weak; he’s actually got incredible stamina and crazy frenetic energy and can go for days on the move without sleep and still be running circles around everyone else, but for his own purposes he’ll pretend he’s tired and sickly and often makes his legs quiver just to really amp up the pity and the illusion that he’s feeble and fragile.
4. Fur colour? Black.
5. Fur type? Short, ashy, thin - not the kind of shiny, luscious black that glows and looks brown in the sunlight; in sunlight, it just looks drab. That said, he has good taste and always works to make himself look clean, neat and presentable.
6. Eye colour? Grey.
7. Eye shape? Narrow. Either he can't open them wide, or he just doesn't do it often.
8. Distinguishing facial features? High cheekbones, top fangs that protrude slightly past his lips and make him look like a snake.
9. Which facial feature is most prominent? His eyes - though they’re small and narrow, your gaze gets drawn to them and you get the impression that he’s thinking a lot more than he’s saying. They’re bright, sharp and watchful, and they always look like he’s laughing at some private joke at everyone else’s expense, like he’s so much cleverer.
10. Which bodily feature is most prominent?
11. Scars? Everywhere. His fur is already very thin and the scars don’t help with that impression. The fact he’s so concerned with his outward appearance means that he hates his scars and sneers at them daily when he looks at himself in water’s reflection while getting ready.
12. Accessories? None.
13. Mannerisms? He has a nervous twitch in his head. He over-grooms his fur, which is why it's slightly thinning. When sitting, he's uncomfortably still; he has a very high pain tolerance so even though he has chronic aching, he hardly notices it and doesn't do the normal wriggling and readjusting that other cats do. He has to consciously do it to fit in and look normal - which he does, because he's incredibly good at being an actor and playing his roles. While waiting, he'll clean his claws. At mornings and at nights he likes to do his toilette, cleaning his fur in a river or lake, applying herbal creams, and perfuming himself. Mostly because he's in his head so much that he forgets he's a living being with needs and would just be dirty all the time otherwise, so it's a conscious thing.
14. Are they in good health? Not particularly. He’s got a dozen allergies that he’s aware of, and probably more that he isn’t. He also has a weak heart and clicky back legs from where they scrape against his hip/pelvic bones. He’s only got partial sight in the eye that’s affected by Adie Syndrome; the pupil reacts only very slowly to light and is almost permanently dilated. If you were to stand out with him in the sunlight or the dark, you’d see the pupil slowly, over a matter of hours, shrink or grow to the size it should be.
15. Do they have any disabilities? His eye.
PERSONALITY
1. What words or phrases do they overuse? ‘By Janus’, ‘gods’ blood’, ‘brother/sister mine’, ‘dear.’
2. Do they have a catchphrase? Above.
3. Are they more optimistic or pessimistic? Optimistic, about his own plans and abilities.
4. Are they introverted or extroverted? Extroverted, but pretends to be introverted.
5. Do they ever put on airs? Absolutely.
6. What bad habits do they have?
7. What makes them laugh out loud? Things at other people’s expense. Especially if his brother makes a fool of himself.
14. Weakest character trait? He’s a compulsive liar. He’s a Virgo, but if you asked he’d automatically say Libra, and if you asked again he'd say Capricorn. Even if his lying doesn’t serve a purpose and just creates a web of conflicting answers around him that’s impossible to untangle, he still lies out of pure habit. Also his jealousy and his anger. He has a terrible, insane temper, though he keeps it under wraps most of the time. If he becomes genuinely unhinged, he's incredibly dangerous (and very fun) because every little inhibition he's put on himself flies out the window. He’s also hyper focused on all things sexual. Everything comes back to his obsessive desire to sleep with people, and to the inherent ownership of the act - violence and ruination have melded with sexuality in his mind. It’s practically all he thinks about and he’ll sometimes slip up and make an allusion or innuendo or pun about it when he’s speaking. Bit of an incel and definitely a yandere. Really, Freud would have a field day with Kier’s feelings for his mother.
15. How competitive are they? Incredibly. If you get something that he wants, watch your neck.
16. Do they make snap judgements or take time to consider? Mostly he takes time to consider, but if an opportunity is just too good to pass up he’ll make a snap decision to trust things to fate and follow it.
17. How do they react to praise? He pretends to deflect it and acts like he doesn't deserve it and has done nothing to earn it, but inwardly he believes it's his dues. He preens, and on the surface bows his head and refuses.
18. How do they react to criticism? Murderously.
19. What is their greatest fear?
20. What are their biggest secrets? He doesn't think he's as god-like as he pretends to. He tortured a baby deer in the hopes of unlocking the key to the half-formed whispers he'd heard about his mother and her search for eternal life - born of the loch but never having been there, he carries that wild magic in his veins but doesn't understand the rules of it, so it's like he's misguidedly attempting rituals he doesn't know the words to.
21. What is their philosophy of life? Get what you can. Have fun. If someone gets there first, ruin them. Lives are as meaningless and common as dust, they're yours to play with and to use.
22. When was the last time they cried? The night after he met his mother for the first time. When he met her, he was unaffected and callous. It was only later that he found himself weeping about it.
23. What haunts them? His inadequacy.
24. What are their political views? Whatever helps him get ahead.
25. What will they stand up for?
26. Who do they quote?
27. Are they indoorsy or outdoorsy?
28. What is their sinful little habit?
29. What sense do they most rely on?
30. How do they treat people better than them? Fawningly.
31. How do they treat people worse than them?
32. What quality do they most value in a friend?
33. What do they consider an overrated virtue?
34. If they could change one thing about themselves, what would it be? His size.
35. What is their obsession?
36. What are their pet peeves?
37. What are their idiosyncrasies? He has a beautiful singing voice. He’s incredibly good at picking up languages and mimicking accents; from his mother he picked up her mother tongue and learned to imitate her accent after only one meeting. He listens to every single thing you say - he never zones out or dozes off, he always listens, and that helps him pick up accents so easily, because he watches how your mouth forms the words and how your throat moves when you say them. He’ll practice in ponds and still bodies of water, watching his own mouth and throat. He also believes in star signs and will work out the zodiac chart of everyone he meets.
FRIENDS AND FAMILY
1. Is their family big or small? Who does it consist of? His immediate family is him, his brother, his sister, his father and mother, his uncle, and his uncle’s husband. His extended family links basically with every mega tree.
2. What is their perception of family? Strange. He is actively plotting against his brother, but at the same time he’s the only one allowed to mess with and murder his family - if anyone else tried, or if they were threatened, their greatest liability would suddenly become their greatest asset, because the brain he turns to ruining them would be turned to ruining others to protect them, either through subtle plots or all-out violence.
3. Do they have siblings? Older or younger? A brother and a sister; he is the middle-born and the forgotten.
4. Describe their best friend.
5. Ideal best friend? A partner in crime. It would take a lot for him to actually feel someone is his equal, but if he did he would be genuinely smitten and amazed, like he’d struck gold. He'd probably worship them unhealthily.
6. Describe their other friends.
7. Describe their acquaintances.
8. Who are their natural allies? Anyone who wants to help him destroy Mal, or who can be used to those ends.
9. Who are their surprising allies?
PAST AND FUTURE
1. What was your character like as a baby? As a child?
2. Did they grow up rich or poor?
3. Did they grow up nurtured or neglected? Neglected. Well. He says neglected, but it may have been nurtured. He’s an unreliable narrator and a compulsive liar.
4. What is the most offensive thing they ever said?
5. What is their greatest achievement?
6. What is the worst thing they did to someone they loved?
7. What are their ambitions?
8. What advice would they give their younger self?
9. What smells remind them of their childhood? Open countryside, moorland, heather, winter, cold air, thunderstorms, the smell of horses, barns and hay, the faint memory of his mother from when he was a kit - it’s been twisted into something sacred and destructive in his mind.
10. What was their childhood ambition? To be his father’s favourite. To find his mother and be her favourite as well. He denies it now, or maybe he’s just forgotten, but he used to fantasise about finding his mother and being loved by her - he imagined that if he found her, she’d pay no mind to his brother and sister and focus all her love and attention on him. It was maladaptive daydreaming and he became obsessive about it. Now, he’s supposedly indifferent to and callous about his mother. But that may be hiding one of his only true vulnerabilities.
11. What is their best childhood memory?
12. What is their worst childhood memory?
13. Did they have an imaginary childhood friend?
14. When was the last time they were crushed with disappointment?
15. What past act are they most ashamed of?
16. What past act are they most proud of?
17. Has anyone ever saved their life?
18. Strongest childhood memory?
LOVE
1. Do they believe in love at first sight?
2. Are they in a relationship?
3. How do they behave in a relationship?
4. Has your character ever been in love? No.
5. Have they ever had their heart broken?
CONFLICT
1. How do they respond to a threat?
2. Are they most likely to fight with their fists or their tongue? His tongue.
3. What is your character’s kryptonite?
4. If your character could only save one thing from their burning house, what would it be? He would have been the one to set the house on fire.
5. How do they perceive strangers? As potential pawns to be manipulated, played with and used.
6. What do they love to hate?
7. What are their phobias? Rats, centipedes, sea monsters (he was told about the Loch Ness Monster as a kit and it genuinely scarred him, as an adult he’s still scared of it).
8. What living person do they most despise?
9. Have they ever been bullied or teased?
10. Where do they go when they’re angry?
11. Who are their enemies and why?
DUTIES, EDUCATION AND HOBBIES
1. What is their current rank/role?
2. What do they think about their current role?
3. What are some of their past roles?
4. What are their hobbies?
6. Intelligence level? High.
7. Do they have any specialist training?
8. Do they have a natural talent for something? Manipulation, reverse psychology and gaslighting. ‘Good Lord, how brightly and goodly shines the moon!’ ‘The moon! the sun: it is not moonlight now’ ‘I say it is the moon that shines so bright.’
10. What is their class status? Quite high. Being from a family of Nemeses has contributed to his delusions of grandeur and his place in society.
FAVOURITE
1. What is their favourite animal?
2. Which animal to they dislike the most? Rats.
3. What place would they most like to visit?
4. What is the most beautiful thing they’ve ever seen?
5. What is their favourite song?
6. What is their favourite colour?
7. What is their favourite day of the week/weekend activity?
8. What is their most treasured possession?
9. How do they decorate their personal space?
SPIRITUALITY
1. Who or what is your character’s guardian angel?
2. Do they believe in the afterlife? No. Once you die, that’s it. There’s no second chance.
3. What are their religious views? Atheist, though it’s unclear whether he actually believes in Janus or not. Possibly he does. The thing about writing an unreliable narrator is that he’s lying to me too - I genuinely don’t know.
4. What do they think heaven is? Him at the top of the world, having succeeded in everything. His brother is dead or lying broken at the foot of his throne, his legs shattered, begging and pleading for his forgiveness and mercy. His sister is there too, serving him, her spirit broken and her head bowed. He’s his father’s favourite, and his mother is dead, but she loved him before she sacrificed herself for him.
5. What do they think hell is? A world where he stays completely the same - none of his schemes work, his brother and sister succeed and ascend and he doesn’t, and he’s not as talented and clever as he thinks he is. He’s just normal and mundane and average.
6. Are they superstitious?
7. What would they like to be reincarnated as? A human or a sparrow.
8. How would they like to die? Something theatrical and gory. Suffocation or bleeding out or being pushed from a gorge. Drowning, maybe. He’s fine with looking his killer in the eye or being left with only empty air as he rushes towards the ground.
9. What is your character’s spirit animal?
10. What is their zodiac sign? Virgo.
VALUES
1. What do they think is the worst thing that can be done to a person?
2. What is their view of ‘freedom’?
3. When did they last lie? He never stopped
4. What’s their view of lying?
5. When did they last make a promise?
6. Did they keep or break their last promise?
DAILY LIFE
1. What are their eating habits?
2. Do they have any allergies?
3. Describe their home.
4. Are they minimalist or a clutter hoarder?
5. What do they do first thing on a weekday morning?
6. What do they do on a Sunday afternoon?
7. What do they do on a quiet night?
8. What is their favourite prey?
MISCELLANEOUS
1. What is their character archetype? The Vice.
2. Who is their hero? Himself.
3. What or who would your character dress up as for Halloween?
4. Are they comfortable with twoleg objects?
5. If they could save one person, who would it be?
6. If they could call one person for help, who would it be?
7. What is their favourite proverb?
8. What is their greatest extravagance?
9. What is their greatest regret?
10. What is their perception of redemption?
11. What is their favourite nursery tale?
12. What fairytale do they hate?
13. Do they believe in happy endings?
14. What is their idea of perfect happiness?
15. What would they ask a fortune teller?
16. If your character could travel through time, where would they go?
17. What activity do they excel at?
18. What activity do they suck at?
19. If they could have a superpower, what would they choose?
kier as a genuine villain, not baby: but i'm baby 🥺 kier watching psycho: so norman is the good guy right? because everything he’s doing is totally reasonable kier: mummy? sorry. mummy- sorry. mummy- sorry. mummy? sorry. mu
he has a heart murmur/a weak heart - when he gets really worked up, either excited or stressed, it gets erratic and is in danger of stopping all together. when that happens, he just has to breathe quietly until it settles down. so, he prefers to be lazy and just lounge around camp. i will never imagine him as grey, to me he’s always like a kind of mottled brown/tan and i’m SORRY if i saw dark grey weev walking down the street....... i wouldn’t know a thing
bits and pieces, odds and ends, trinkets and haberdashery also im doing this on mobile sitting next to my cat to just throw up stuff from an earlier post so EXCUSE ANY UGLY CODING <3
some human au stuff:
- esh was raised by a single father after her mother died in childbirth. he was old money and she grew up in a lonely mansion that was huge and cold and empty, all white marble and greek statues and dreary grounds. she had no friends as a child. - when she was like 19, she took her dad's credit card and cut him off completely. she moved to a big city, got a penthouse apartment that's the most nouveau-riche, garish thing you can imagine - totally tacky and tasteless, just things that are expensive and white. her dad didn't cancel the card though, so that says something. - now she's involved with some organised crime family but is just a total brat who's kinda more trouble than she's worth. but they respect her cuz she's scary. she's really only doing it to try and get her dad's attention, but he doesn't care/won't react so she's just going to be stuck like that forever. but she makes a found family there so she's really the happiest she's ever been, even with everything - she's 5'11, gangly as hell, dresses super preppy and only in whites, blacks, and blues, and has dry, bleached-white hair in a shoulder-length bob. all her shirts are like $8,000 - internalised biphobia because she's been in love with every girl she meets for so long that, when she realised she liked men too, she felt like she wasn't queer enough anymore. it was a late discovery - she didn't develop a crush on a guy until she was in her 20s. it's still something she needs to work through - very sad, so she's very angry to hide it - addiction problems - maybe she’d still kill her dad in this au, but she’d use a syringe in his neck to do it while he was asleep (or drugged by her in his scotch) in a wing-back chair in his library/study. and she’d probably cry while doing it this time - i know the most about her as a human so excuse this being short, it's just all in my head LMAO <3
- kier is a SHORTASS, like 5'2. he's all leather jackets and painted black nails, which just does not go with his posh way of speaking. more gremlin energy as a human than he has as a cat. like he's always underfoot and just THERE. you're trying to have a romantic night with your gf and you look over and oh, kier's there. he'll never, ever say no to a dare or back down from something. you need someone to do something insane? call kier. the bouncer won't let you in to the club so someone's like 'one of us has to go make out with him so we can sneak in' and kier's already walking over. - calls himself daddy as a joke because he's so short but everyone would call him that and mean it. he's always smiling. no one knows why. he has an eidetic memory but he mainly uses it to help people cheat on tests (for a price, but he won't say what the price is, it's just a vague, ominous promise for the future) and to recite obscure fandom wikis for games from the 90s at the drop of a hat when everyone else is drunk but he's not. everyone's had a crush on him at some point and he knows. good at magic tricks. freaks everyone out by using their own voice or another one of their friend's to speak to them. no one thinks he was ever actually a kid, he's always just been Kier. some think he's hades or some other ancient god or trickster who's just started hanging out with humans. does he sleep? - always has money. where did he get it? when someone asks, he just laughs and says 'oh, this?' and every explanation is different. soooOOooOOooOoooOoo bi. - still makes misogynistic jokes, but he has his arm around your waist and that disarming smile on his face and he's looking down at you like he loves you so you're like does he mean it or is he joking? which is the question surrounding everything kier does. none of his relationships last more than a year, but he always seems happy about that. - amazing at karaoke - knows every song. you mention some obscure thing from the 1930s and he's like 'ohh, that old thing', and it sounds vaguely like he was there when it was first released - wears dresses sometimes, and will either kiss or cut the throat of anyone that mocks him for it - HAS killed before. was maybe jack the ripper. - if someone smells nice with perfume he'll be like 'oh, come here!' and then grab their hand and rub their wrist over his neck until he smells nice too, and then just be like 'thanks' and let them go - IMPOSSIBLE to bother or make mad, unless you find the right buttons/issues - his favourite colours are pink and blue - so chill with any pronouns. he’s just kier
- doe boy pretty boy. i have known for YEARS that his name would be henry, do not ask me why. beautiful curly brown hair. i can see him both as that classic white twink, or as having dark skin with SO many freckles over his entire face, like just every inch of skin is covered in them. also maybe vitiligo. i've imagined all three for so long that i can't choose between them. - ugly fashion sense, but in a cute way. like his whole closet is questionable knitwear that's too big for him. ugly christmas sweater king, he has like one for each day of december. - probably works as a TA at some fancy private college. no small number of students have a crush on him. just an absolute dork. has this shy little bunny smile where his eyes scrunch up. i wanna say he teaches something like maths just so it’s not english literature/poetry but i know it is. either way there’s always a lot of late transfers to his classes and the course admins just raise their eyebrows. fairly effeminate and most people who saw him would assume he leans toward genderfluidity, but he happily identifies as cis. he’s not close to his family, but he clearly comes from money. used to often slink into teach a class with a black eye that he’d quietly, self-consciously avoid explaining (he’d just try to keep his head down and make it through the class, and at these times he was never the same cheerful, extroverted TA everyone know - he was withdrawn and sad and seemed ashamed of something, and occasionally looked like he was on the verge of tears); that hasn’t happened for a while now, and rumour is he’s finally found someone kind. - blushes all the damn time; everyone makes a game of making him do it. - a really bad cook. just so bad. no one lets him near the kitchen because he'll burn it down with good intentions and confused, flustered exclamations and assurances that he can do it. he can't even make tea, it's always too milky or he puts in salt instead of sugar. - goes all out for pride month because he spent so, so long being ashamed and embarrassed and hiding away - i'm trying to think of something he's really good at but he's just a clumsy idiot who'd mess up everything he tries? like he can't DO anything. and that's why everyone loves him, because he so earnestly TRIES and puts his whole heart into it and he's still just so bad. - feels guilty because he left his mum in an abusive house with his dad, but he just couldn't stay there anymore. had a protestant upbringing. sometimes he'll talk to his mum on the phone but mostly he's severed all contact, as much as it hurts and keeps him awake at night with guilt. he cries over it often. - hates musical theatre, like an alarming amount. someone sings wicked near him and he screams at the top of his lungs. no one knows why, but obviously they all do it. - likes calico cats because, with vitiligo, they look like him, but no one will let him get one because they know he'd somehow kill it. he can't keep anything or anyone alive. so sorry to all the plants he's tried to care for over the years. he'll just wake up one day and the plants are dead, he has no idea why and everyone finds his anguish very funny - 5'7 - everyone always comes over to his apartment for friend hangs, it's just the natural home base because it feels so warm and safe - i think in a human au he and lil would be best friends instead and she'd insult and bully him every second of the day, but with all the love in the world - the disaster pushover that everyone is protective of - a bit less snarky and snide and narcissistic than he is as a cat, cat doe is villain thot but human doe is just soft <3 less trauma than being a cat entails (enTAILS), you know how it is - likes dinosaurs. stegasauruses are his favourite. - sweet about any pronouns people use for him, but it does secretly hurt a little and bother him because he’s spent so much time coping with internalised homophobia that being perceived as/called anything other than he/him feels like it negates all the work he’s done to be comfortable with his attraction to men. maybe when he gets more confident with himself he’ll kindly, quietly correct them and ask to just be addressed by he/him if they’ve been using they or she - shaded’s nickname for him would still be freckles <3
possible something for rp/adult adoptables: doe’s dad cheated? he had a lovechild so doe has a half-sister he doesn’t know about? (yet?) maybe she's like the same age which would make him so angry because while he was preaching duty to his sons and faithfulness to his wife he was off with someone else, or she's younger and so she was born after doe left nightclan and the family fell apart.
i don't wanna write off his dad completely in case i want him for the future but for now in my mind he's dead but his mum is still in nightclan
his mum (photo in family tree) was like, classic army wife who believed her husband's career had to come first and so she prioritised him over their children. like she was just raised like that so she was a terrible mother because she never defended her sons, especially doe, from being beaten and mistreated by their father, but at the same time what could she do? she was a victim too. it wasn't a happy marriage and she would've been on morphine if she could've been. so when doe left and her husband said that their family was never to speak his name again, she was so caught between grief and guilt at losing her son but also the desperate need to obey her husband and be a meek, docile wife who backs him up. and now that her mate is (maybe) dead she has that mid-life, grieving crisis of, well what was it for? i lost both my sons for what? and she has her own trauma of losing her youth to an abusive partner. so now she has this yearning for her one surviving son and doe has kind of become this venerated ideal in her mind because she hasn't seen him since he was like a year old. and in return doe has severe mother issues but he buries it under a sort of dismissive hatred for her because she never did anything to protect or stand up for him.
doe is vaguely aware she’s still in nightclan but has never had any inclination to visit her, so they literally haven’t seen each other since he left nightclan as a young warrior and she’s just heard these hand-me-down stories about her son becoming leader and then dying and now coming back to life. and maybe doe goes from being all stand-offish because i didn't need you then and i don't need you now, you never had any interest in me then so why would you want to know me now/Mum I'm A Big Boy Now to maybe reconnecting and ending up close to her. because really he just needs a mother to berate him for his bad choices and groom him like a kitten lbr.
raspberry also wasn't born in nightclan - which was another thing her husband used to control her because he was very xenophobic and was like 'well you aren't FROM here so you wouldn't know' - but she was a big believer in the “i’m your mother not your friend” doctrine so she never told her sons she had a past and it was a secret kept from doe and his brother by literally the entire clan. so he also was disgusted by her and resented her because he thought she was so horribly ordinary when he had such a taste for adventure and the wider world, not knowing that he had inherited that from his mother. she has brown eyes too, so he also got those from her. and stag's grandmother was from the league which was another reason he was so obsessive about clan loyalty, because he was ashamed of his blood and felt he had to make up for it with perfect soldier sons.
family hywel | his plotted mate <3 until he DIES, sob shadedsun |his best friend, husband, co-parent, soulmate lilydawn | his adopted daughter, the only surviving member of her litter; his favourite, partly because he just feels so guilty bluebelldream | his biological daughter from the below litter; the one he's closest to wisteriasun, snowdropwhimsy, tulipdance, poppyskip | his biological children by beetuft batflower, applekit, foxkit | the rest of lilydawn's litter raspberrydrop, stagdisdain (?) |mother and father flickerflame | his brother rhiannon, kier | the in-laws, sister and nephew
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kier starts here
current group primal instinct
birth group none / loner
mate/s eris (plotted)
sexuality bicurious and poly (any pronouns, usually he/him)
age nine moons
other names kiernan
three words
themes playlist
KIER
TEDDY BOY AESTHETIC OMG HE'S A TEDDY BOY
family: rhiannon kate, mal
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AWW BABY NUTCASE <3
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human kier doesn’t have a phone, but he’s still up to date on all the latest slang and memes and tiktok references. someone was like ‘how tf are we meant to contact you then?’ and he said with a smile ‘just shout out your window!’ and so one night they jokingly tried it and ten minutes later kier was at their door like ‘yeah?’
kier x2
current group primal instinct
birth group none / loner
mate/s eris (plotted)
sexuality bicurious and poly (any pronouns, usually he/him)
kier's montage themes for evil little deeds timed to the music: 'you're a mean one, mr grinch' by lindsey stirling and sabrina carpenter, 'pink swingin' elephants on parade' by dave wave, 'it's been so long (instrumental)' by the living tombstone
(i like to think in pink swingin elephants, both voices are an example of kier's vocal mimicry)
physical description: incredibly small, short, skinny; huge bat ears; narrow, dull grey eyes; adie syndrome (permanently dilated pupil) in left eye; missing tail-tip (bitten off by kier to impress eris); constant grin on his face
inspired by: - iago from othello - sgorr from firebringer (book)
ESHEK / CARRIONDARE the manic, the sad clown, the rich girl
group: pi and dayclan (future: nightclan)
rank: life proxy, warrior/maverick
blood: 100% pi
sexuality: demi bisexual
gender: female
mate/s: plotted | previous: funk e'tan
kits: laertes, nour, cordelia, matilde / with bermondsey
physical description: very tall; long legs; dark blue eyes; one ear is so tattered it's basically missing, and the other is also torn; scarred; siamese-oriental shorthair cross; white fur, dusty brown markings; small claws; high cheekbones; sloped profile; lanky
inspired by: - jessie from pokemon - margo from the magicians - needletail from warriors - zira from tlk2 - slappy the squirrel from animaniacs
DOEFRECKLE the self-destructive, the lover, the guilty narcissist
clan: summerclan exile, currently sheltering in pi
physical description: Not As Small As You'd Think, just medium sized; calico fur; brown-freckled pink nose; brown eyes; his fur is naturally messy so it's a great burden trying to keep it neat, he has to secretly re-do it like five times a day; slim, but has a tendency to get chubby so he has issues with food and won't eat with company present; heavily scarred pelt, but he takes great pains to hide it
my favourite of my characters <3 as if anyone is surprised
THEMES: PLAYLIST INSPIRED BY: SGORR ('FIREBRINGER' BY DAVID CLEMENT DAVIES — approach to tyranny, way of speaking, misogyny, charisma, 'my dear'), IAGO ('OTHELLO' BY SHAKESPEARE — weaponisation of jealousy, fixation on the erotic, facade of harmlessness), ASHFUR IN THE BROKEN CODE, ARO (TWILIGHT), MANY HISTORICAL FIGURES
PHYSICAL: incredibly small, short, skinny; huge bat ears; narrow, bright grey eyes; adie syndrome (permanently dilated pupil) in his left eye; missing tail-tip (bitten off by kier to impress eris on their first meeting), deep, jagged scar across his throat (first life taken on the day of his lives ceremony by his mother), various small nicks from his siblings; constant grin on his face; not bad looking, actually kind of handsome
QUIRKS: incredibly good at mimicry and accents; he has an ear for it and can pick up an entire accent after hearing only a few words, as well as mimic people's voices with uncanny precision, including feminine ones, and throw his voice; he'd be a fab ventriloquist. he used to switch between accents a lot more when he was younger; now he mostly sticks with his natural (?) one. is it his real one? who knows. uses very posh, proper language; again, this is inspired by sgorr. he rolls his r's.
is misogyny a quirk? or mommy issues? he hates women.
born in a barn as the middle child of harley, the son of katie e'tan and jynx e'tan, old league royalty, and rhiannon, a she-cat born on a cursed day in the lochs of the north and forced to flee, kier and his siblings, mal and kate, were abandoned by their mother before they'd opened their eyes. they were raised by their single father as best as he was able; he'd left the league and wanted to spare his kits a similar upbringing. all the same, kier's childhood was unhappy; his siblings bullied him physically and psychologically, and his ailing father did little to stop them. kier developed into an over-mature psychopath, filled with the mystical blood of his mother but without an outlet; he turned to cruelty and bloodshed to give himself some semblance of power that he was otherwise robbed of by his siblings. in those days, he hardly spoke; he was quiet, watchful, submissive, and reserved. his bitterness grew, but still he loved his family. he'd been poorly socialised as a kit and they, and this travelling, nomadic life, were all he knew.
when he was five moons old, his father began to grow seriously sick. without consulting his kits, he told them they were heading back to his home, the league; he could get treatment there, and if the worst outcome happened, there would be cats there who could care for his kits. it was their birthright. they spent two moons - much of kier's kithood - travelling across moors, through forests, around cities. on the way, kier's personality grew and evolved; he discovered a knack for a certain charisma, and with it his confidence began to quietly grow behind his siblings' backs. while his siblings stayed loyal to harley, kier used that newfound charisma to win over she-cats in all the places they passed through; he spent most nights away from home. all the same, kier still played the dutiful, fawning son, consumed by the need to be the favourite and filled with jealousy over the fact he would always lose in that pursuit to kate. he learned how to lie very well.
when they finally reached the league after two moons of travelling, kier and his family were confronted by the presence of his mother. kier immediately lost interest in his father and developed a questionable obsession with her. he was determined to be the most central figure in her life out of her kits - and, though she openly hated and was disgusted by him, in that he succeeded, if only through sheer pestering. for a time, he became her assistant, running errands and doing research for her pursuit of eternal life. it was during this time with his mother and uncle that his yearning for knowledge about his ancestry was fed: he learned about the loch, about the darkness of it and the rituals, about the magic of his blood. he began to practice a bloody version of their religion - really more akin to witchcraft.
but soon his mother's unrelenting resentment of him began to wear and he grew disillusioned with her as well; but while, with his father, he had simply withdrawn and grown distant and aloof, with rhiannon he became bitterly obsessed about proving himself to her, by whatever means. the obsession with conquering one specific person that would rear its head again and again started there. of his siblings, he threw himself into life in the league and his newfound independence and proximity to other cats and clans with the most fervour, and it wasn't long before his disowning of his family became noticed by mal and kate; both reprimanded him in their own way, desperate to claw their punching bag back down to the level they were accustomed to him being on. but kier's ego and confidence had grown.
when kier was around nine moons old, he met a slightly older she-cat, eris, who, despite being nearly his age, was already a hunter where he was still only a trainee. they quickly developed a bond based on mutual cruelty and sadism and began an unlabelled, surprisingly gentle relationship. it was the healthiest one in kier's life.
when kier was ten moons old, he met the son of the then-warden and internal affairs proxy (now nemesis and life proxy), laertes. that need to conquer a powerful figure's belonging showed itself again and, with threats, manipulation, brainwashing, brutal training, and intermittent kindness, kier trained laertes to be his perfect personal soldier. he crushed the sweet kit's innocence and instilled devotion to himself in its place. along the way, however, laertes became one of very few cats that kier actually cares about and he began to feel both a strange, protective love for him, and a need to have him with him always. laertes' devotion and, in a way, friendship, shone a spotlight on kier's deep, hidden loneliness. he became kier's compass, his touchstone.
just before this, when laertes' mother was still pregnant with him, kier had watched a heated meeting between a nightclan patrol, led by the tyrant aspenstar, and a league one, led by regulus e'tan and laertes' father. when aspenstar then left a severed eye on the league border as a threat, kier developed an interest and went to seek an audience with her. he pledged his services - and it was just his luck that aspenstar's deputy had just mysteriously 'disappeared.' she ordered a show of fealty in exchange for a position within nightclan. he was given a list of names to choose from, old royal lines of the league. one of them was his father's. he had to murder him. as the grand finale of a tormented childhood in which his father was a well-meaning but ultimately harmful player, kier killed him one cold, wintry morning at dawn after having asked why he had never been good enough, and dragged his body to aspenstar. the event traumatised kier more than he had been expecting, leaving him weeping and dissociating, and it severed the last of his innocence. his siblings wanted him dead; his family was over; he was nightclan's deputy. he left the league. just afterwards, on a trip to the moors near where his mother had been born, he proposed to eris and they became mates.
kier was only deputy of nightclan for a short time, but in that time he showed his ruthlessness and proclivity for tyranny, and became unpopular - especially with two of the loyal guards, moonlight and sagebristle. not long after, aspenstar disappeared and kier seized power, not even having to put into action the coup that he had been planning with a nightclan she-cat, snowblister. he dissolved the loyal guard and became a tyrant, following in the footsteps of his predecessor but taking his cruelty to new extremes.
notes:
- i always love when other characters kind of accidentally fit the roles of other characters from the texts that inspired kier, like laertes becoming narl, kier's treatment of sagebristle echoing sgorr's obsession with eloin, and same with moonblight/rannoch.
- though doe is always going to be the easiest for me to write, kier is incredibly easy and fun in a different way. i love spending time with him, and it really feels like i don't plan anything that he says or does - i just watch the scene in my head and then i echo what i see. he feels really alive and natural after i got a feel for what he wanted to be, i think that's why i fell for him so quickly. rn he's definitely my favourite, even if doe reigns supreme overall.
- although i obviously can't explain exactly how he sounds in my head, good approximations are the whole of 'rest employed' by the stupendium, and the lines 'ooh, oh look who's come for tea, are you sitting comfortably, all of the children better sit still then, cuz when little kiddies fidget then i kill them' (start 1:08 on spotify) from the stupendium's 'tune into the madness.' also this.
- kier is perfectly happy to accept trans toms as toms - in fact he’s delighted by it and encourages it. to him, they’ve made the right and brave choice in rejecting the sex they were born as and aligning themselves with toms. so he’ll never make jibes about it or question it; to him, they’re full toms. diversity win: misogynistic man supports trans (male) rights!
- i think i really broke through to his character when i started pushing myself. now, my approach to each of my big characters is: doe - under-do it; esh - clown it; kier - over-do it. when i first started writing him, it didn't feel 100% right because i was underplaying him; he wanted to say more and i wouldn't give it to him. when i realised that i had to lean into... really, the more disgusting language and descriptions, that's when he flourished. doe's narration is understated and dainty and repressed, esh's is silly and just me breaking the fourth wall, and kier's is a lot of sort of slimy, sexual imagery, lots of allusions to insects and rodents and rot and creepy fantasies, and very flowery in an old-fashioned way - i'll use a lot of exquisite, tremendous, those sorts of words in the narration, and then those are his words and only his. that avoidance of sharing descriptive words between my characters really helps create their individual narrative voices.
- he's aged in real time! which is cool. i got him at 7 moons and now he's a year old <3
- he was never actually promoted past trainee, so that’s still his rank in the league even though he’s leader in nc. i love stuff like that. makes him feel permanently really young which contrasts so well with being a tyrant.
- i think i want him to be so stressed and overwhelmed and hounded from every direction at the end of his reign that he completely loses it and goes nuts, like he goes from being so put together and having every chess game predicted 20 plays in advance to nc’s resistance just completely breaking him. that bit at the end of filthy habit by shayfer james where he’s just SCREAMING, the bit during and after “i’m howling at the moon for you” — THAT’S the vibe i want. kier so broken he’s just unhinged. it’s also my main iago song and his whole “this will be the night that either makes me or breaks me” line fits so well with this too. IT’S ALL CONNECTED. and like kier will be fine, he’ll come back stronger than ever and learn from this, but i do want him to lose it temporarily. right now he’s losing it good; i want him to lose it bad.
ROYALBRAT AKA BRAT
(actual image but it's landscape so it doesn't work here: x)
A weedy little tom who wears a pair of doll’s glasses he found; even though the lenses are only glass, they miraculously helped his poor vision and now he’s constantly pushing them back up his nose. Suffers from colds and bouts of sickness the same as his mother does; always sniffing. A little nerd, someone who would be a bookmaker for a crime family but, aside from the fact he’s employed by a corrupt, violent entity, would be very neat and fastidious and make himself endless cups of tea in little floral cups. Not so much nervous as just there’s a lot in his head, a lot of cleverness, and he can never make it come out right, so he either stays quiet or just babbles round in circles incomprehensibly. Always fretting, always sniffing and pushing his glasses back up, always keeping track of his family’s resources and telling them when they should take certain measures or cut back. An accountant obsessed with numbers; they’re his best friends. Can be heartless just because cats aren’t beings with names and feelings — they’re just numbers on a page. And if they need to take from them to make ends meet, then that’s what needs to happen. Has insomnia and slight dark rings under his eyes. Small and skinny with big ears, an angular face, blue-grey fur, and pallid, watery blue eyes. He has a habit of staring and his eyes can be unsettling; it’s like he knows everything about you, like he sees you in binary code. And then he looks away.
Even though he’s a Royal, he’s made for himself a sort of hybrid role of Reporter-interrogator, and with who his parents are, it’s never questioned. All the Clan fears a visit from Ceilidh - because he doesn’t come knocking, doesn’t sit and make himself at home and fold his legs, doesn’t look at you with those cold eyes, if he doesn’t already have the full story. If he doesn’t already have enough to put you on the stand, on the pyre. He knows all your secrets, and he deals in them. But he’s amenable to bribes; it’s how he keeps his family at the top, how he funds them. The calm, quiet cruelty to his father’s vicious theatricality — all of the deadliness and none of the arrogance. And it makes him all the more frightening. Always sighing and folding his glasses away when he's fed up with someone and has to talk business.
DOEFRECKLE FORMERLY DOESTAR
CLAN: SUMMERCLAN (CURRENTLY IN EXILE & LIVING WITH THE LEAGUE) RANK: WARRIOR, FORMER LEADER AGE: MATE: HYWEL (PLOTTED), SHADEDSUN (CO-PARENT, HUSBAND) SEXUALITY: HOMOSEXUAL KITS:
ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC GOOD FORMERLY: NIGHTCLAN, BROOKCLAN, LONER BLOOD: 90% NIGHTCLAN, 10% PRIMAL INSTINCT FAMILY TREE: SAME AS KIER
THEMES: PLAYLIST INSPIRED BY: he was originally inspired by the beatles' manager in the 60s, brian epstein, and the way his internalised homophobia manifested as self-destructive behaviour and an addiction to being mistreated by men. but after that very loose inspiration, doe's become 100% mine <3
- he's my only main character who wasn't adopted from someone else! he's incredibly special to me and if you spend any time with me you know he's the love of my life and my pride and joy c':
- as entranced as i get by kier, doe is my favourite character. every time i rp him it's like coming home. his character arc and growth is one of the things i'm most proud of in the world. he's come so far and i love him more than anything. definition of a comfort character and complete projection, he gives me so much strength and is such an outlet for me. even just listening to the songs i associate with him brings me home. he's so natural to write because he feels so real to me and BASICALLY I LOVE HIM A LOT LMAO
ESHEK AKA CARRIONDARE
CLAN: PRIMAL INSTINCT (FORMERLY DAYCLAN) RANK: LIFE PROXY, FORMER INTERNAL AND EXTERNAL AFFAIRS PROXY AGE: MATE: PLOTTED, FUNK E'TAN (DECEASED), LUCISTIC AND PINESIMMER (DISAPPEARED) SEXUALITY: DEMI BISEXUAL KITS: LAERTES/DRUZYPRINCE, MATILDE, CORDELIA, NOUR (WITH BERMONDSEY)
ALIGNMENT: LAWFUL EVIL FORMERLY: BLOOD: 100% PRIMAL INSTINCT FAMILY TREE: SAME AS KIER
- esh and i are going through a bit of a rough patch at the moment. i think three failed relationships we both put a lot into has taken a toll on morale. i love my girl - i've had her for almost FOUR YEARS - we just need to heal and get back into the swing of things. it sounds silly, but we need to be separate for a bit to recover on our own <3
A tall, stern, sandy brown tabby she-cat, willowy and powerful, with bright, narrow green eyes and a pointed, angular face. She routinely lines her inner eyes with charcoal, giving her an intimidating appearance and a constant smell of salt and burning things. Her claws are short and shredded, evidence of having lived and worked on a ship her entire life; and her fur, always stiff with a fine layer of ocean salt, is cut through with old scars and her dark-ringed eyes are the dull, heavy-lidded, hateful trophies of an existence of mutinies and slaughter, bounties and prices on heads, treachery and exploitation of innocents. Born as a ship’s cat, she grew up with the salty sea air whipping her ears and the black waves crashing against the hull in ocean storms; when her mother grew old and frail, never more than someone who fed her, her only companions were the ship’s rats. She learned not to speak, to live in silence — so much so that her voice is still husky and low from disuse. Travelling from place to place aboard the ship that was never quite home, she quickly learned how to conquer settlements of cats in the brief time the ship was moored in the harbour; she broke it down to a perfect formula of violence and intimidation, of fire and threats, and that was how she made her living: in fearful offerings of food and trinkets laid at her lounging, haughty paws, and in the reputation that spread like blood across the seas. Soon, she didn’t have to conquer; they knew she was coming, and they bowed when she stepped onto dry land. Because they knew that if she wasn’t given it all willingly, she would burn their homes to the ground and take it by herself. She became the pirate queen. Brin is a deadpan, gruff she-cat of unimpressed looks, curled lips, and few words. She’s blunt, disapproving, solitary, and crass, with the mouth of a sailor and the dead-eyed look of someone who could drink the men under the table by the time she was as tall as their shoulders. Though she has grown weary of her life of terror, she has yet to be tamed, to be anchored, to be given a reason to reform; the way things are going, she’ll die young on a pile of gold, unafraid and uncared for, because she forgot how to care a long, long time ago. But the truth is, she’s felt tired since the seas were new. The storms don’t frighten her; nothing does. Really, the black thunder is the only time she feels at peace.
ROSYCLEMENTINE AKA ROSY
by biyuu ♡
CLAN: DAYCLAN RANK: MEDICINE CAT (IMPERIAL) AGE: 1 YEAR MATE: SEXUALITY: REPRESSED BISEXUAL KITS:
ALIGNMENT: CHAOTIC GOOD FORMERLY: BLOOD: FAMILY TREE:
CLAN: MOONCLAN RANK: MOTHER (WANING) AGE: MATE: PLOTTED TO ORRERYPAW (RIGHT NOW MORE A FORBIDDEN INFATUATION) SEXUALITY: GREY-AROMANTIC / BI KITS:
ALIGNMENT: NEUTRAL EVIL BLOOD: FAMILY TREE:
THEMES: PLAYLIST INSPIRED BY: just, the worst repressed queer oxford/private school rich boy with violent tendencies because being surrounded by wealth from birth never taught him morals. weirdly, i end up thinking about henry from the secret history when i write him?? also saint-just
the thief, the one with dirt on everyone, ceilidh's right hand guy when his boss is only a kid, everyone hates him because he gathers intel on everyone to give back to ceilidh and backstabs everyone so he's so unpopular and ostracised but hey, at least his kid boss likes him! or.. likes his usefulness
so, so easy for everyone that doesn't like him to call him seedyraptor. sleazyraptor, just like his boss' dad ooooohohohho the jokes write themselves
Speedy doesn’t know how to get close to people - he wants to, desperately, but he’s too socially awkward, always coming across as too flippant or aggressive or arrogant or condescending because he’s just trying to seem confident and laidback and friendly and forward, and it ends up putting people off and making them think he’s a jackass, his smile falling when they turn and walk away, because really he’s trying to be what they might like but he totally butchers it. it’s made him incredibly lonely. he always eats by himself and casts longing little glares at small friend groups around the cavern, especially the apprentice ones.
for future - kier family name/surname: mòinteach (plural: mòintichean, e.g. 'the mòintichean')
bacchus is completely, unabashedly based on this quote, which is coincidentally my favourite in the whole world:
“It's a very Greek idea, and a very profound one. Beauty is terror. Whatever we call beautiful, we quiver before it. And what could be more terrifying and beautiful, to souls like the Greeks or our own, than to lose control completely? To throw off the chains of being for an instant, to shatter the accident of our mortal selves? Euripides speaks of the Maenads: head thrown back, throat to the stars, "more like deer than human being." To be absolutely free! One is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar and less efficient ways. But how glorious to release them in a single burst! To sing, to scream, to dance barefoot in the woods in the dead of night, with no more awareness of mortality than an animal! These are powerful mysteries. The bellowing of bulls. Springs of honey bubbling from the ground. If we are strong enough in our souls we can rip away the veil and look that naked, terrible beauty right in the face; let God consume us, devour us, unstring our bones. Then spit us out reborn.”
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look at all my beautiful moodboards who is she
theyre actually firebringer and 1917 moodboards i made but my goodness gracious me they work for my characters because i only have two settings, flower twink and scottish villain
anyway this will be me talking
about
myself
i like this colour because it's somehow both pink and brown
love you x
things i usually won’t do: - cheating plots - abusive romantic relationships - plots centred specifically around jealousy
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things i will do: - anything else, as long as there’s open communication and every party feels comfortable!! <3 - i love any sort of rps, especially ones with longer replies that really give me a chance to flesh out characters and establish relationships - few things are too dark for me, so i’ll usually say yes to any idea!
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lastly: - again, please communicate with me openly about things <3 i hate finding things out secondhand or in group chats if it directly concerns me, it’s hurtful and alienating. i’ll never be annoyed or bothered if you just come and tell/ask me something one on one <3 i’m a massive believer in constructive communication so it’s respectful and gentle for both parties and everyone feels included and consulted and loved <3
my characters:
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current (12):
“i’m filthy and i love it” kier - m/? - nightclan, formerly primal instinct + rogue - leader / royal class - mate: eris / bicurious poly - kits: 16 - lives: 5/6 - chaotic evil — the tyrannical, the lewd, the psychopathic ringmaster *possibly open to flings by arrangement <3
"x" doefreckle - m - summerclan, formerly nightclan, loner, brookclan, and primal instinct (when in exile) - denwatcher, former leader - mate: hywel (plotted), soulmate, husband, and co-parent: shadedsun / gay - kits: 13 - chaotic good — the soft, the snide, the sweet narcissist
"x" eshek - f - primal instinct, formerly dayclan - life proxy, former foreign affairs proxy - mate: bermondsey e’tan (plotted), formerly funk e’tan / demi-bisexual - kits: 4 - lawful evil/chaotic neutral — the manic, the yearner, the lioness (ber family)
"to be absolutely free! one is quite capable, of course, of working out these destructive passions in more vulgar and less efficient ways. but how glorious to release them in a single burst!" bacchuspaw / languor - m/? -moonclan - mother - mate: orrerypaw (plotted) / grey-aromantic bi - neutral evil — the nihilist, the drunken dandy, the lost
brat / royalbrat - f - nightclan - apprentice / inferior class (kier and rogue) - biromantic - chaotic neutral — the voodoo con artist, the card dealer, the family disappointment (kier line)
speedyraptor - m - nightclan - royal guard / reporter class - bisexual — the aggressive, the insecure, the loud try-hard
sneakypaw / snap - f - nightcan - apprentice / executioner class - bisexual — the tom boy, the extroverted, the violent
clementinepaw / wrath - ? - summerclan - apprentice, future trapper - ? / agender — the creepy, the mute, the off-putting
brin / brinecursty - f - summerclan - treasure hunter captain - bisexual, leans lesbian - true neutral — the pirate queen, the gruff, the secretly soft-hearted
leveretpaw / shimmy - trans m - nightclan - apprentice / reporter class - bisexual, leans gay — the anxious, the treacherous, the weak
peonykit / prosper - f - summerclan - kit, future adventurer - bisexual - chaotic good — the adventurous, the unfulfilled, the perfect daughter (doe family)
rosyclementine - m - dayclan - medicine cat / imperial class - bisexual, crushing on peachstar (and pastelchaos) - chaotic neutral — the chaotic, the chill, the disaster
tree (7/15 on there <3 — kier, doe, and esh/ber families)
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future (3):
“the recourse to the invisible, to prophecies and oracles and the like, which ruin men by the hopes which they inspire in them” ceilidhkit/ritual - m - nightclan - biromantic - royal class (kier and eris) — the bookmaker, the family accountant, the atheist (kier line)
flutterkit/flourish - f - nightclan - ? - reporter class (kier and pantherpaw) — ? (kier line)
cedarpaw/drift - m/? - ? - bisexual - apprentice — the reserved soldier, the soft-spoken, the tragic
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total: 15
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family relations:
- eshek’s only son, laertes/druzyprince, is incredibly close to kier, who groomed him from a young age and essentially half raised him when he was only a trainee himself, and who cares for him greatly. laertes is his personal soldier and bodyguard; he left the league to be with him, betraying and hurting his family, and their relationship is both inherently toxic and rife with a power dynamic, and mutually gentle
- doe has been friends with eshek since he was an apprentice and she was a trainee; her first mate, funk, was one of doe’s abusers, but he still doesn’t know that
- kier is doe’s nephew-in-law through his mate, hywel, kier’s uncle. all of kier’s kits are therefore cousins with doe’s own through inter-marriage. eshek is also distantly on doe and kier’s family tree, and all in all it’s very intermingled - e.g. kier slept with sagebristle, the mate of moonblight, who is bermondsey’s nephew/foster son; kier’s aunt was mates with laertes’ grandfather, and had two kits, kier’s cousins, making them close family but not through blood, because laertes’ grandfather, ber’s dad, is kier’s step-uncle
current characters: - doe (gay) - kier (bi) - esh (f) (bi) - weevil (gay) - lev
new characters: - rosy (day) (bi) - brin (loner/summer) (f) (lesbian?) - ceilidh (night/pi) — k - brat (night) (f) — k - cedar? we’ll see if he sticks
no one look at this gold do not look at this gold i will get you if you look at this i will get you so bad im working things out
ABOUT THE FAMILY:
These kits are the result of a deal struck between Kier and a, to use his words, poverty-stricken, gold-digging rogue. She got food and riches, he got a legacy. His mate, Eris, fell pregnant at the same time as the rogue and the deal was more or less moot; he had no need for them anymore. But then Eris miscarried and, that same night, the rogue delivered a healthy litter. Though he was grieving and resented them for surviving when the kits he had truly wanted hadn't, he made the decision to keep them, purely for royal lineage purposes. Rather than fulfilling his end of the bargain with the rogue, he ordered that she be killed and gave the kits to a loyal nursery queen.
Kier has complex feelings for his kits, and Eris outright despises them. Though Kier has complicated love for them, they can never live up to his impossible expectations and are always failures, mostly because he imagines the kits he'd lost would have been perfect. And though they're royalty, they're not truly treated like it - they all share the same den, in the shadows, away from the Clan, and Kier only pulls King or Maiden out when he needs them for appearances.
But he did help raise them, and there's a lot of complex, conflicting emotions between all of them. They only have each other and never knew their mother, so they're all they have.
They were named with their suffixes in mind, so even as kits that's what they're mostly called by.
i've included a lot, but these are all just ideas and should be read as inspiration, not as anything binding or constrictive!! you can do whatever you want with them and their relationships <3
please be active with them! <3
ROYALBRAT (BRAT) TAKEN BY ME
the family burden
'that's an echo, gentlemen, just a little something we have here in louisiana — a little parlour trick, don't worry.'
The voodoo queen, the family dissenter, the thorn in Kier’s side. While one of her sisters is the crown prince and the other is the perfect princess, Brat is the unneeded spare who lost her way. As a young royal, she traded in her father’s Celtic paganisms for voodoo; and, with her father paying no attention to her, she took to charging for reading fortunes. A scam artist. As she grew older, these cons took a darker turn. The certified embarrassment of the family, she’s only one who can get away with mocking her father in public, with showing up to important events hammered and passing out on the throne. She’s all over-confidence borne of necessity, all mocking bows and curtsies, asking visiting leaders about their messy divorce, and encouraging kits and apprentices to ruin her father’s important day. If Kier hadn’t given up on her a long time ago, he would still spend half his days yelling at her. All that said, she doesn’t hate her father, more loves him in a deadpan, entirely-aware-of-his-failings way; she’ll roll her eyes and show up to family gatherings and give him a hug and deadpan ‘hi dad.’ She still loves him and wants their messed up family to be happy. A small, dusty grey-brown she-cat with large ears, narrow green eyes, and her father’s inherited Adie syndrome in her left pupil. She has a constant smile on her face.
Maiden's twin, but where Maiden is dainty and soft, Brat is bony and awkward, parts cobbled together.
Brat initially resents her younger half-siblings for having her father’s unconditional love and a mother. She’s loyal to only HER siblings; it’s a closed club, and she’s hostile to any outsiders. But she’ll probably end up taking them under her wing and corrupting them.
You could argue Brat and Kier have the best relationship, because he has no expectations of her; all the pressure is on King and Maiden, Disappointment is actively ignored, but Brat so proved she had no future in the family that he can just roll his eyes and put up with his errant daughter. She gets to be herself — except, that ‘herself’ is just a result of making ‘the family disappointment’ her entire personality.
current arc vibes: ‘friends on the other side’ by annapantsu
future arc after kier and her family lose power in nightclan: ‘my lullaby’ from the lion king 2
probs gonna end up a directionless, tortured villain haunted by the fact she’s nothing but her family.
if this were another universe, she’d be a shapeshifter who used her ridiculous forms to make people laugh.
Brat has her dad’s dirty mind and always speaks in deadpan, hooded-eyed innuendos.
She has a home-made tarot deck made from paper-thin stones and crushed-stone ink. She carries them in a velvet bag she found.
playlist (and basically playlist for the family cuz there's a bunch that remind me of all of them): x
LITTLEKING (KING) TAKEN BY WOOF
the perfect soldier
'now the past i've tried forgetting, and my foes i could forgive. trouble is, i know it's petty, but i hate to let them live.'
The daughter who became a prince; the royal child who, while her sisters were dressed up in dresses and ribbons, was put in armour.
But rather than being happy to be the heir apparent, the crown prince, she stumbles through the day with a numb, unsmiling face, bowing through muscle memory and sitting silent, hunched, and unhearing while her father entertains and discusses business. She self-medicates to get through the day, dutiful for her father through the numb fog of her eyes and collapsing back into oblivion when his back is turned. She’s the prince who slips whisky into her tea and wine into her cake, who sits slumped and unladylike at state banquets because she knows her father is too busy to reprimand her, who can get away with murder and butchery and lies for lies’ sake, who can point to two cats and say ‘I want them to fight to the death’ while she eats her supper and watch with uncaring eyes as they follow her commands because of who her daddy is. And she doesn’t do any of it because she’s cruel — she does it because she can get away with it; because she can pinch servants at dinner and whisper an airy, insincere ‘sorry’ with her eyes hooded and dead and drugged to the brim; because she can knock over a wine glass and blame the staff and watch their execution; because she’s so soul-achingly bored. No matter how much she eats, she never gains weight, never looks like royalty — she’s always just the daughter of a rat who made himself a king. She usually has a glare on her face.
King is the perfect soldier, the heir, but she hates Kier for robbing her of her childhood, for stealing it from her so she could be groomed to be his successor. Littleking’s training has left her a killer, a perfect killing machine, and there’s nothing left behind her eyes; it was the only way she was going to get through her childhood.
A she-cat, but because she’s the most promising of the litter, Kier raises her to be his son and heir. She shadows him everywhere, sitting up beside him at every clan and guard meeting and at gatherings, even when she’s just a kit. It’s a tremendous amount of responsibility and trauma for a child to be saddled with, especially because her father refuses to even acknowledge that she’s his daughter — he always just calls her his son, and a prince. Kier is tremendously proud of her and aways shows her off and brags about her. She’s never away from him and is being groomed to be the next leader of NightClan — or wherever Kier ends up next.
When she’s done with business for the day and away from Kier, her self-imposed, glowering vow of silence breaks and she’s deadpan, biting, and speaks almost exclusively in a bitter, sarcastic growl. She has the biggest presence out of her siblings; when she enters a room, all the air is sucked out of it and she hangs over it like a heavy, crushing weight. Maiden is vaguely terrified of her and always ends up babbling. She truly is the prince, self-confident and unflinching and unafraid to take up space and oxygen. Hooded, dead eyes; violent; short fuse; always has to be physically held back from just leaping into confrontation and just slaughtering someone; despite her father’s attempts at teaching her diplomacy, still only knows how to use her teeth and not her mind to solve disputes; a growling, hunch-shouldered attack dog. She's terrifying.
Has her father’s narrow grey eyes and black fur. Really, she’s the spitting image of him, which contributes to her feeling of not knowing where her father ends and she begins; she feels they’re irrevocably linked, that she’s him forever, that he can practically hear her thoughts. Nothing is private or hers. For that reason, she’s both resigned to being his shadow, his solder, his prince and companion until one or both of them dies, and desperate to sever herself from him. Her siblings don’t know any of this; all they see is her tough, unflappable front — she always seems grumpy and okay. She both wants Kier dead, wants to kill him, and feels that if he dies, she does too. She hates him and needs him. Is connected to him. They share a special, unknowable, and incomprehensible bond and spend the most time together, away from the rest of the siblings.
She’s ‘one of the guys’, a soldier who can’t stand Maiden’s prettiness.
SWEETMAIDEN (MAIDEN) OPEN
the traumatised princess
'what could i do if i just knew it didn't need to be perfect, it just needed to be? and they'd let me be?'
A dainty grey-brown she-cat with soft paws and grey-green eyes. Brat's twin.
The princess, the bastard, the soldier, the king. In the twisted fairytale of her childhood, there was never any question of which she would be. The scrawny, weak, good-hearted daughter, her curse was being born both the neglected daughter and the favourite; while her sister was groomed to be the heir, the son his actual son was too out of favour to be, she was raised to do the only thing a she-cat ought to aspire to: being a mother. Continuing the royal line. She’s the daughter Kier allows - and insists, in fact - to be feminine; she’s the princess, the perfect daughter, the child he dotes on most because she’s everything he thinks a she-cat ought to be. He shelters her from talk of politics and violence, thinking they’re distressing to feminine ears. He spoils and shelters her, and as such she’s out of touch with the real world, just her father’s perfect, isolated doll, the lonely queen of her castle. She’s the perfect entertainer, the one who visiting dignitaries call ‘charming’, who curtsies so prettily and smiles and laughs and asks questions at the dinner table, who lets herself be paraded.
She stress eats.
She carries a lot of trauma, PTSD, and guilt/grief about the things she knows her father does to other cats; she thinks it’s somehow her fault, that she shouldn’t be allowed to have so privileged a life while others suffer. She has a huge heart and feels everyone’s pain too deeply. Too much empathy. Kind, poorly socialised, haunted, deeply sad, preened to be a happy, smiling, girly princess but her mouth is always downturned in her pink dresses like she’s holding back tears. Still, she loves her father deeply because he’s her dad and genuinely wants to make him happy, so she does everything he asks and behaves and grooms herself the way he wants. The third sister — where Royalbrat’s disdain has left her strong and Littleking’s training has left her a killer, Maiden’s innate gentleness and timidness has left her lost and out of place in the royal family. She’s not tough or callous like her sisters; she admires them and thinks herself weak and complicit.
Royalbrat’s twin; they were raised the same, but where their upbringing left Royalbrat numb, it left Maiden with a desperate need to please.
While Royalbrat is the rebellious daughter who deadpan glowers at the camera during family portraits, Sweetmaiden is the one who beams bright and beautiful to over-compensate for the shadow over the rest of the family. She’s the people-pleaser, the one who decorates all their balls because she wants everything to go off without a hitch and be a success, the one who takes the time to cuddle with her father because she wants him to feel loved. She’s innocent, out of touch, and dangerously repressed, lying to herself that her family is happy when it’s falling apart at the seams.
The perfect daughter. She’s Kier’s favourite and he genuinely loves her.
She’s going to kill herself keeping her family smiling and positive, and always arranges bonding activities to try and keep them together.
Maiden will never hear a word against their father, acts like a child, would love Christmas because it’s family time.
She’s the only one of their siblings to look like the mother they never knew.
She’s not resentful, because resentment would require some idea of what life is supposed to be like; really, she thinks she’s very happy and is thankful for her life. She’s oblivious by choice and by training; she learned to turn a blind eye and not pay attention, to bow her head when politics was discussed. But far from being naïve, she’s easy to underestimate — if you really want information about what Kier’s planning or what he’s afraid of, you go to Maiden; constantly with him, she knows everything, even if she’s silent and obedient. But that makes her dangerous, too; she could well be a turncoat, and no one is ever truly sure where her loyalties lie or whether she can be trusted.
Maiden is the most devoted to Kier and loves him deeply, despite her grief and guilt about it. Beyond everything, he’s just her dad — but that doesn’t stop the internal conflict she feels about the things he does.
She’s too afraid to have a personality of her own, and as such she doesn’t know who she is beyond Kier’s puppet - but at heart, she suspects she isn’t a villain.
She’s Kier’s model pet and greatest joy. The innocent one. The hopeful one. The wilfully blind one. The destructively optimistic one.
sometimes gets upset and throws tantrums when her siblings don’t play their parts. in her world, everyone has a script to follow and anyone deviating from theirs throws her entire life into disarray.
v mirabel-meets-isabela from encanto vibes. ‘what else can i do?’ would be such a good breaking free song for her. or 'where the watermelons rot' by madelynne whitt for a maiden villain arc? bye
STRAWDISAPPOINTMENT (DISAPPOINTMENT) TAKEN BY CHILDE
the unloved son
'isn't it a laugh? isn't it a shame? thinking there is someone in heaven to blame.'
Disappointment is an echo of Kier’s older brother, Mal — different pelt, but same blue eyes and bone structure. The second Kier saw him, he was plunged back into his terrified childhood being beaten by his brother and he whipped his head away. Now Kier hardly speaks to him, and when he does he makes a point of not looking at him. He doesn’t bully or abuse his son — he won’t be what Mal was to him, won’t have his son be afraid of him — but instead he just pretends he doesn’t exist. Most of it stems from fear on Kier’s part; he’s scared to look his child in the face and see his big brother staring back. A bit of superstitious paranoia, too — could the gods curse him with Mal reborn? Deep down though, Kier is just a father who loves his son and carries this guilt around — but he won’t show it.
Kier is also threatened by his son as being able to usurp him as head of the family; lots of weird jealousy towards Disappointment.
A gentle, shy kid broken by his father’s disapproval for the simple crime of having been born with the wrong coloured eyes. His head is usually bowed submissively. He wants Kier to love him, and he tries to win his approval — but he always fails. He loves stories and mysteries.
More than Maiden, he’s the baby of the family that all his sisters try to shelter and protect — Maiden always tries to cheer him up and makes him flower crowns, letting him be a princess with her; King gives him painful whacks on the back that are meant to be encouraging and instructs him in battle training, which he’s always dismal at; Brat tries to make him laugh. While Brat and King are closest to each other, Disappointment is closest to Maiden. They’re the soft ones of the family. If Maiden weren’t the princess, she and Disappointment would be the unpopular losers of the school, while Brat and King would be the jocks.
When he grows up and realises he’s never going to reconcile with his father, he could become more cynical and deadpan, resigned to being the disdained son and turning to hedonism and bad behaviour to dull the ache. (‘they’re only human’ by annapantsu and caleb hyles vibes)
Or maybe he and Kier do go through an arc and repair their relationship. Who knows! Lots of potential.
A pale tan-ginger tom, taller than his father and the tallest in the family. Mockingly, dismissively named after Kier’s humble origins when he was born in a barn.
Name could be shortened to Isa or something <3
he's baby, but he COULD be Menace. rich, errant eton boy vibes, untouchable because of who his daddy is
Disappointment has been twisted by Kier’s disdain of him into craving his approval, by whatever means, and all the others are sympathetic to him and give him the care he doesn't get from Kier - he's the baby of the family; King is the perfect soldier, the heir, but she hates Kier for robbing her of her childhood, for stealing it from her so she could be groomed to be his successor; Maiden adores her dad and won't hear a word against him, and this garners a lot of suspicion from her siblings because she's seen as complicit, when really she's just traumatised; Brat is the family disgrace, close to and protective of all of them while all the others are in-fighting. They're all close, but Maiden is on the outs with King - and King's opinion is powerful and influential. When Maiden walks in to a room, all the siblings stop talking. They don't trust her. Brat still tries to involve her, even if she doesn’t condone her perceived willingness to throw her siblings under the bus for Kier — she’s still her sister, despite their differences. King just sneers and glares.
King and Maiden don’t get along; Maiden admires her and wants to be friends, but King resents and looks down on her for her blind love of Kier. King feels she’s more worldly, more jaded, that she understands their father is a liar while Maiden just collects flowers and tries to ignore it. King thinks she’s a frivolous idiot, stubborn and unwilling to be fair to her. King makes Maiden so nervous and flustered; because King refuses to be cheerful and flowery, Maiden babbles and over-compensates because the family has to be happy, we're all happy! Haha!
There’s a lot of tension between King and Maiden; King usually ends up snapping at her to grow a spine and get her own personality. She can’t stand how weak and complacent she thinks her sister is and is infuriated by her and how she panders to Kier. King argues she’s not being hypocritical, because she’s only letting Kier train her so she can kill him, take his place, and free the family. But she knows that’s not true.
Though Maiden and Brat are twins, Maiden is closest to Disappointment and King is closest to Brat. They’re nearly inseparable. But while King can’t stand Maiden, ostracising her from the group and trying to keep her out of the loop so things don’t get back to Kier from his little spy, Brat is grudgingly sympathetic to her and tries to include her. She knows it’s hard for Maiden. Brat is the most loyal to her siblings: while Maiden is loyal to Kier and King is loyal to herself, Brat is devoted to keeping her sisters and brother alive and together. Maiden is the perfect PR face of the royal family, King is the one who would be more than happy to see it crumble, and Brat is obsessed with ensuring everything stays afloat. The whole dysfunctional, surface-polished circus.
So there's lots of tension, but they're also royal children!! So lots of potential for privileged shenanigans <3
