"I know you don't mean to scare me,
I just can't help but flinch" Fawnsong
→ { Previously } Fawnkit, Fawn, Fawnpaw → { Future } -- { Age } 37 moons [at death] { Gender } Female [cis; she/her] { Sexuality } Biromantic, Bisexual { Faction } StarClan → { Previously } Kittypet, WindClan { Rank } Warrior → { Previously } Kit, Kittypet, Apprentice |
"I know abuse in a way you could never understand"
Extras
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Appearance
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{ Creation Date } Sometime in 2016
{ Name Origin } Fawn is the prefix her mother gave her; Song is the suffix she chose in honor of her mother { Fun Facts }
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{ Markings } An alabaster base coat is covered in dilute calico markings.
{ Fur Description } Medium, thick. Soft to the touch. { Eyes } Dark yellow { Scars } Left ear has a nick, a distinct gash scar goes down her right hip, and there are small chunks of fur missing from around her scruff { Distinctive Features } None |
Personality
Positives
○ Rational ○ Clean ○ Responsible |
Neutral
○ Independent ○ Stoic ○ Cautious |
Negatives
○ Skittish ○ Insecure ○ Vague |
→ Jumps at quick movements and loud noises. Since she's unable to defend herself very well, she relies on her flight reflex and will run away without second guessing herself.
→ Tends to keeps to herself. She's insecure about herself so keeping to herself allows her to feel more secure. She's normally busy wondering what others think about her when she's around others.
→ Tends to keep to rational thoughts and explanations, depending more on the realistic side of things rather than emotional.
→ Keeps things vague, giving enough information to get her by.
→ Keeping on task is something she can do very well -- if not scared. She's responsible and will own up to her own actions.
→ Tends to keeps to herself. She's insecure about herself so keeping to herself allows her to feel more secure. She's normally busy wondering what others think about her when she's around others.
→ Tends to keep to rational thoughts and explanations, depending more on the realistic side of things rather than emotional.
→ Keeps things vague, giving enough information to get her by.
→ Keeping on task is something she can do very well -- if not scared. She's responsible and will own up to her own actions.
{ Phobias } Anthropophobia (fear of humans)
{ Psychiatric Disorders } PTSD
{ Psychiatric Disorders } PTSD
Relationships
inactive // dead { Mentor }
None { Former } Open → { Future } -- { Apprentice } None { Former } None → { Future } -- { Love Interests } Beechpelt | Developing { Best Friends } None { Friends } Erza | Friend while she was wandering | Likes being around | Appreciates Moonsplash | Introduced her to WC again | Appreciates Runningmoon | Likes { Acquaintances } None { Enemies } None { Nemesis } None |
Family
inactive // dead { Parents }
Sunsong | Mother | Biological | Loves greatly | Wants to be like Smokethorn | Father | Biological | Loves | Misses greatly | Wishes she was around when he was buried { Siblings } Adderheart | Sister | Adoptive | Loves | Appreciates her support Brightkit | Brother | Adoptive | Never got to know well | Misses { Nieces/Nephews } None { Mate } None { Offspring } First Litter | Stillborn | Biological | Will never forget the horrors of having them nor the pain of losing them -- Mother's Side -- { Grandparents } None { Uncles/Aunts } None { Cousins } None -- Father's Side -- { Grandparents } None { Uncles/Aunts } None { Cousins } None -- In-Laws -- None |
Significant Moments
○ Was born in WindClan with a happy family, however, her adventurous littermates convinced her to explore outside one night. Refusing to be called a coward, she left alone only to find herself snatched up by twolegs and becoming a kittypet. During this time, they took her claws away and decided she'd be good breeding material despite her feral background.
○ She was around 10 moons old when her twolegs had the bright idea to breed the young feline now. She didn't mind the kittypet life until this moment. A few months later and she gave birth to a litter of three stillborn kittens. Outraged, her owners deemed her unworthy. They started starving her and abusing her. She didn't understand why. The abuse went on for moons before she found the perfect moment to escape it all. She ran until her legs couldn't keep her up any longer.
○ Weak and hungry from the neglect and abuse, the feline wandered for moons, unable to recover. She'd get beat up by rouges and loners, unable to defend herself. It wasn't until 23 moons of age did she find herself back on WindClan's territory. The scents were vaguely familiar so she followed them into the camp where she would collapse in the middle due to exhaustion.
○ She was around 10 moons old when her twolegs had the bright idea to breed the young feline now. She didn't mind the kittypet life until this moment. A few months later and she gave birth to a litter of three stillborn kittens. Outraged, her owners deemed her unworthy. They started starving her and abusing her. She didn't understand why. The abuse went on for moons before she found the perfect moment to escape it all. She ran until her legs couldn't keep her up any longer.
○ Weak and hungry from the neglect and abuse, the feline wandered for moons, unable to recover. She'd get beat up by rouges and loners, unable to defend herself. It wasn't until 23 moons of age did she find herself back on WindClan's territory. The scents were vaguely familiar so she followed them into the camp where she would collapse in the middle due to exhaustion.