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• She is tagged as Wish
  
  
• Female, feline, living for 3.5 years now.
  
  
• She resembles Maine Coon
  
  
• Photograph; silvawisha.deviantart.com/art/SEARCHiNG-155561827?q=gallery%3Asilvawisha%2F5155699&qo=32
  
  
• She is recognized for being perhaps one of the strangest cats you would meet in her colony. Her thick fur is a deep navy blue color, with thin red rings lacing their way down her legs. Her nose is stark white, along with the stripe that begins at the top of her head and leads to the base of her tails. The three tails are a deformity that Wish developed when exposed to a radiating source in the forest. The tails each have neon green markings on them, and tend to interfere with the female's balance in a negative way. The eyes to this she-cat are solid black and contain no pupils or hint at any other color. Around each of her eyes is a silver ring, and two neon pink spots on the edge of those rings. The last bit of her appearance I'll mention is the silver and purple polka dots that decorate her bushy neck fur; giving her the appearance of a mutated skunk with a lion's mane.
  
  
• She is currently a colony female. Healthy, but has balance problems.
  
  
• She lives as Matriarch of the Tornado Colony
  
  
• She acts, despite her outrageous looks, with a quite neutral personality. Her basic demeanor could be described as solitary; she doesn't tend to make a lot of noise when it comes to speech or walking, and doesn't appreciate it when others do. At times, Wish can bring out a dominant attitude when she feels threatened, though she keeps her quiet sense of leadership regardless of how she's feeling. The Cult was never a big issue when she thought of them -- but still, she is quite unnerved by the rumors of murder and rituals that go on within that distant territory. Besides that, this feline enjoys most simple things, and prefers the dark winter days over summer. She's slightly allergic to pollen, and has a terrible dislike of very bright colors. If she could change the color of her own coat, she wouldn't have to think twice about it.
  
  
• It began with Desertrush. Wish's mother was kind and nurturing, but foolish and inexperienced. At a young age, Desertrush always strayed from her colony, which earned her quite a few scars from squabbles with strangers. She'd try creating medicines out of leaves and seeds, which was looked down upon by her colony. Some would even say that she belonged in the cult for attempting such ludicrous things. Eventually Desertrush mellowed down a bit, settling with a tom named Frozenspear for quite some time before their first kit was born. Desertrush named this kitten Wish, a bit of a spur-of-the-moment name on her part, but it stuck. On the outside, Wish resembled her father. But personality-wise, it was all Desertrush; dainty, a bit of an airhead, but logical, and curious in a sense.
  
  
• She is in relation to
  Mother ; Desertrush
  Father ; Frozenspear
  
  
• Other tidbits: None at the moment.
  
  
• My right to passage would be & +
  
  
  &&ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE
  The multicolored feline prowled her way through thin, but tall, grass, a path swaying as she made her way through. The lone hunter paused for a moment, lips parting to take in the air, then continued on in silence. Wish was careful to keep her tails low, holding them loosely as to go with the flow of the grass. Movement was up ahead. Her silver-spotted ears twitched while she tensed quietly, listening to a soft, unfamiliar growl up ahead. Circling the area, body low to the ground, the navy furred she-cat leaped upward in a few short bounds. Her front paws landed first, only to pin the ground beneath her pads. Nothing was there as the feline looked up, once again scenting at the air with no success.
  

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