Edit: Added some things to her personality and other stuff XD
Edit 2: Added her new personality traits so I don't forget them XD
Edit 3: Added Relationships owo Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight make one of those chart thingies, but I'm lazy owo
Edit4: More personality |3
Edit5: New image |D I tweaked her design a bit, so.. yeah.. Note; the eye color in the headshot is wrong ;w; I gotta fix dat.
Edit6: Added her opinion on cats, added her addiction to catmint in the 'Other', wrote out some of her personality traits, annnd added a new roleplay sample.
Edit7: Added some opinions of cats that I could remember |O !! Also added one month to her age ovo Also added some sexual information O| *shuffles away*
Edit8: Wheee more personality-nessss
Edit9: Added Magma's nickname for her XD Also edited her sexual "activity"
Edit10: It's been bugging me that she's 26 moons old and all of her lovelys are younger than her, so I decided to cahnge her age uwu Alsoturnsoutshelikessexalotmorethanshethoughsothatchangedoops
Edit11: Added Berry's nickname for her XD
Edit12: I'm bored so I decided to change her preferencesssss and I also made her depressed since she is meant to represent me and whatnot so yeah and also insomnia because yeah
Edit13: More personality traits woop woop
Edit14: YOOOO THIS BITCH IS PREGNANT NOW
Edit15: Whoops forgot to say; From now on, any roleplays started with her she is going to be somewhere along in her pregnancy |3
Edit16: Added some temporary traits for the pregnancy because hormones and shit uvu *totally didn't base them off my mom when she's pregnant*
Edit17: SO MANY FUCKING EDITS ASDSF Anyway, new image
Edit18: FINALLY EDITED SOME RELATIONSHIPS UP IN THIS HOUUSE or those that I could remember lol
Edit19: Edited the relationships mooooore and added stuuuffff ovo
Name || Rarity
Name Origin || She was named by her Mother's Twolegs for her azure eyes, which were the only pair in her litter; thus calling her a 'rarity' in the bunch.
Nickname || "Rare Rare", "Rari", "Rare"
D.O.B || July 14th, 2011
Age || 1 years, 9 months (21 months)
Breed || 100% Birman
Gender || Female
Clan || N/A (Loner)
General || Rarity is a thick-built cream she-cat with dark chocolate points. Each of her toes and her chin are pure white, and she has a splash of ginger on the bridge of her nose and between her eyes. Her legs are thicker and more muscular than most cats, but they are also shorter at the same time.
Pelt Length || Her pelt is very long and silky, and lacks an undercoat. Thus, it can easily trap water, so Rarity tends to avoid bodies of water and rain at all times. Her tail is abnormally thick and long, which runs in the breed.
Eyes || Azure
Scent || She has a bit of a flowery-scent, since she likes to collect them and put their petals in her nest. Also, since she is pregnant, there is a strong scent of milk hidden there as well.
Specifics || The white on her chin reaches up under her left eyes, leaving two splashes of white on her cheek. She also has a small nick in the tip of her left ear from an encounter with a small dog. She is also declawed.
Orientation || Pan-sexual
Preference(s) || Understanding cats, someone who won't judge her for her cautiousness. Green or yellow eyes. Tabby or tortishell. Someone who will protect her from anything she fears.
Activity || Thanks to a certain tomcat, Rarity is no longer a virgin,
and freaks out after sex, thinking she's pregnant, but she enjoys sex so she's a bit at war with herself. But she knows how to get what she wants. lolwhut.
She has had it quite a lot, and sees nothing wrong with toying with her mate to get a little pleasure.
Kit-hood (Birth - 6 moons) || "I don't remember much about my kithood. I think the furthest back I can remember was when me and my siblings were about a one moon old. Me and my siblings all looked identical, with mostly white coats. There was only five of us in the litter, with my three brothers, my sister, and me. It was funny to watch Momma yell at the wrong kitten, since we all looked the same, but she could always tell me apart from the others. She said it was because of my eyes, since my sibling's eyes were all icy blue. Momma was so nice most of the time, except for when the Twolegs were picking us up and holding us. I remember once they even changed the color of our claws with some type of sticky liquid. Sugarfoot said it was to help tell us apart, even though we were starting to develop our points. I also remember that our Twolegs would always be checking us and putting us on cold metal stand..things. Our Twolegs really were nice, and they even gave us tuna sometimes. My kit-hood was so carefree and Busy. Every day we would explore the house, climbing onto the Twoleg's cloth holders, watching the birds from the windows.. That's where I was most of the time. Watching the activity in the garden. Us kittens weren't allowed out there, but Sugarfoot and Spooks were. I always waited patiently for them to come back in and tell us about it... And one day, they took us out with them. "
Late Kit-hood (6 - 9 moons) || "It's funny, really, how excited we were to go out in the garden. The Twolegs gave us each this smelly white collars and opened the clear door that lead to the garden. My siblings were all afraid, hahah, but I wasn't. I watched Momma and Spooks enough to know there wasn't anything out there that would hurt us. The garden was quite lovely, really. There was a tall white fence around it that kept out all the bad things beyond it, flowers everywhere, and there was even a small pond... After our first visit outside, we got to go out whenever it was nice enough, or we weren't being checked by our Twolegs. At that time, I remember foreign Twolegs would come and play with us, and look at my littermates. Every time a different Twoleg came, they would give one of my siblings a collar. Momma wouldn't tell us what they were for, but she looked sad whenever we brought it up. We didn't want to upset her so we dropped the subject. Although, I was always wondering why no Twolegs ever looked at me..."
Adolescence (9 - 25 moons) || "One day, all of the Twolegs who had given my littermates collars came back..each with a cage. I knew what they were, since they put us in one whenever they took us to be cleaned... I was so confused when they started putting them in the cages. Momma explained that they were going to new homes, and that only I would be staying there with her. I was so upset... I remember being especially mad over the fact that my mother wasn't mad.
A few moons after my siblings left, I had pretty much gotten over their absence. I would still miss them every now and then, and I never really forgave Sugarfoot for just letting them go. She said it was what they do, Twolegs. They breed kittens and sell them to different families. Around my 12th moon, my Twolegs bought new cloths to cover the windows. They had little frilly things on the bottom that were so fun to play with. One day, they saw me playing with them... After being hollered at, they talked to each other for a while before putting me in a cage and taking me to the doctors. I thought it was just another visit, so I didn't fear... I don't know how to describe it, but they took my claws. I-I... I tried to forgot about that time. All I remember was being so mad at my Twolegs. First they took my siblings, then my claws? As soon as I could walk again, I ran away. I didn't tell Momma or Spooks, I just went out into the garden one day and leaped over the fence.
My first night I stayed in the city, and was planning to o out into the forest to see all the things beyond the fence. I was sleeping behind a lawn chair in an alley, and woke up in the middle of the night to some big brown tabby pulling me by my scruff... I knew where I was sleeping wasn't his place. There was no scent of cat there at all when I got there, so he couldn't have been wanting me to simply leave.. I remember wailing and kicking out at him with my back claws, since I still had those. He dropped me and I ran, and ran, and ran.. I didn't stop until I was at the entrance of the forest.
Over time, I moved deeper and deeper into the forest. Eventually, I found this area that was filled with prey. I taught myself to hunt without the use of claws, and was some-what happy since I left home. The only thing wrong with my new area is that there are these "Clans" of cats that protect their scent marks with tooth and claw. I avoid them at all times, since they usually don't welcome me with open arms. One time, I was running from one of them when I ran into a small terrier. That's how I got this nick in my ear. I think it only wanted to play, but I was still scared out of my fur."
| Good Friend
| Best Friend
Beetlepaw || | H-H-He's such a nice l-little tomcat... I-I-I'm glad he helped me make my den..
Rowanheart || | ....
|| ThunderClan ||
Tigersun || | | I-I-I like y-you better when you're cuddly...
Lynxshade || | | H-H-He's really n-nice... I-I kinda w-want to get t-to know hi-him better..
| I-I think I can ca-call him a friend... H-He saved my life wh-when I nearly starved t-to death, a-a-and he's's very ki-kind.
|| SkyClan ||
Vistagaze || | Ugh. I-I can't stand h-her. I-Is it really so h-hard to spear one s-squirrel?
|| ShadowClan ||
Cricketpaw || | I-I-I'm s-sorry we met the way w-we did... heheh... but sh-she's such a s-sweet little she-cat.. I don't have t-to w-worry about anything w-when I'm a-around her..
| I-I hate myself f-for feeling this w-way when I have Magma... B-But just because h-he's in my life again d-doesn't men I-I'll stop seeing her.
| | | I miss h-her. I-It's so h-hard to see h-her now that I-I'm carrying and live w-w-with Magma... I-I'm j-just glad she understands. But... I-I can't help but f-feel like I'm b-betraying M-Magma..
Phantomscream || | ....
|| RiverClan ||
Tigerstep || | ....
|| Outside The Clans ||
Berry || | S-She's so... beautiful... I-I-I m-mean-- sh-she's r-real f-friendly a-and s-she h-has a nice personality... I-I can't wait to learn m-more about her.
| | M-Me and he-her spent th-the night at h-her den, a-and I learned that she i-is really s-sweet and k-kind. I-I'm glad I-I met her.
Magma || | | T-Thank y-you for all y-your friendly-ness a-and trying to ch-cheer me up.. A-And for the compliment, t-too... I-I'm so-sorry that badger harmed y-you.
| O-O-Oh my..
| | | H-H-He's going t-to be the fa-father of o-our kits.. and a-also my mate..? I-I don't kn-know about th-this..
| | | | | H-He's my mate, b-but h-he really scares m-me when he gets m-mad.. We d-don't fight a lot, i-its just when we do... He is r-really nice, a-and I love him, but we're st-still learning about each other a-and its tough.
Kore || | | | I-I-I'm no-not sure h-how I feel a-a-about him... H-He saved m-me from th-that fox b-but h-he makes me feel... un-u-uncomfortable.
Damian || | ....
| Intelligent | Cautious | Distrustful | Vain | Compassionate | Fidgety | Crybaby | Stubborn | Easily-Frightened | Manipulative | Protective | Uncommitted |
Intelligent || Rarity was always smart, even since she was a kit. She always asks questions and pays attention so she is prepared for whatever happens. She is also an expert at studying personalities and finding other cat's emotional "weak-spot". Simple things such as tail flicks or eye movements can help Rarity understand a cat better, and she often asks questions out of the blue.
Cautious || With her intelligence, Rarity is also very cautious to study foreign things before coming anywhere near them. She is also like this with the Clans, and has learned it's best to hide from them rather than seek peace. She is extremely careful around the warrior cats, since she has learned that they are trained to kill.
Distrustful || After her Twolegs she knew and loved took her to be declawed, Rarity because extremely distrustful of both Twolegs and other felines. It will take a while to gain her trust, but it is worth it. Once she trusts some cat, if they ever betray her it destroys her. She hates being played, and which is why she takes a while to learn and study a cat before giving them her trust.
Vain || Like most kittypets, or-- er-- former ones, Rarity hates getting her pelt dirty in any way. Being a purebred, she was used to being taken to the groomer at least one a week, so when she ran away, she was constantly grooming her fur and avoiding water and dirt at all costs.
Compassionate || Despite her distrustful personality, once Rarity trusts you, she is truly sweet and kind. She always worried about the ones she cares about, and does everything she can to make them happy. But until you break through her shell, you're going to see none of her compassion. She doesn't like appearing weak to ones she doesn't know, and believes showing compassion makes her weak.
Fidgety || Ever since she had her first encounter with the Clan cats, Rarity always has to be moving. If she's sitting down for too long, even in the protection of friends or her den, her paws will begin to knead the ground, her legs twitch, tail lashes, or she will get up and pace around.
Crybaby || More or less, with the starvation and hostile Clan cats being a constant threat to her, Rarity has become depressed since she left home. She may see fine at first, but she over-thinks things and can sometimes break down crying. It's best not to try to give her calm words if one does see her like this, but to just lend a shoulder for her to cry on.
Stubborn || This can easily be confused with pride, but Rarity doesn't like it when others take pity on her. If they offer to hunt for her, of try to get her out of their territory, she simply won't allow it.
Easily-Frightened || Coming soon...
Manipulative || Coming soon...
Protective || Coming soon...
Uncommitted || Coming soon...
Bitchy || Coming soon...
Easily Irritated || Coming soon...
Lazy || Coming soon...
Bold || Coming soon...
Care-free || Coming soon...
Toms || When Rarity first ran away, she spent the night in an alley. Sometime in the middle of the night, she woke up to a large tabby tom dragging her out from where she was sleeping by her scruff. Terrified, Rarity wailed and kicked out at the tom, and managed to knock herself free. Without wasting any time, she immediately got to her paws and ran. She didn't want to think of what he was going to do with her, but after that she was convinced every tom out in the wild was like that. Now, it takes an abundance of calm words to even convince her to allow a tom to come anywhere near her.
Twolegs || Rarity used to love Twolegs of all shape and size, but when she and her siblings got older, foreign Twolegs would come to the house and take her siblings away! Rarity was going to be kept for breeding purposes, but when her Twoleg took her to be declawed, she had enough. When she had the chance, she bolted from the house and didn't look back.
Thunder || *Coming soon...
Likes || Catnip Forest Sounds Watching the Water Keeping Her Fur Clean Kits The Company of She-Cats
Dislikes || Surprises Twolegs Hunting Clan Cats Dirt
Stuttering || Whenever Rarity encounters a new cat, or is suggesting an idea, she can't help but stutter uncontrollably. She gets over it after she is use to you, but it almost never goes away with toms.
Kits / Young cats || Rarity has always loved young cats, such as apprentices, and always feels the need to mother them, no matter how hostile they are. Despite her fear for toms, she wants nothing more than to one day be a mother.
Catmint || Rarity's Twolegs used to give her small bits of catnip as she was growing up, and now that she lives in the wild she found that patches of this sweet-smelling plant grow here, and can't help herself when she finds it. She becomes nearly a complete opposite of herself; relaxed, playful, and she hardly leaves any cat alone if they stumble upon her.
Apologizing || Coming soon...
Major Depression Disorder || Coming soon...
Middle Insomnia || Coming soon...
||Role Play Example||
The queen whimpered once again at another clash of thunder, and tried to get to her paws once again. Her muscles were so tired... She was so exhausted and drained... Rarity glanced around the den anxiously. It seemed this place was completely abandoned, despite him leaving so long ago.
The sniffled and tried to push herself to her paws once again. She wanted to get up so badly; to get into the nest. Even if the moss was old and dusty at least it was dry. With a huff she managed to hold herself up long enough to get her hind legs up as well. It was a start... She felt pathetic as she carefully took small steps over to the nest. She could hardly hold herself up. She never let her pelt get this messy. If it wasn't for Magma....
No. This wasn't Magma's fault. She could have told him no, or just pushed him away... Now she was alone in the thunderstorm, and he was back at the den, probably dreading the day he met her.
The sodden birman managed to waddle over to the den and collapsed there. A small cloud of dust rose when she landed on the moss, and she sneezed softly while adjusting herself. As she did a low rumble of thunder sounded outside, and Rarity caught her breath. The pregnant feline, still shaking with fear and coldness, curled into a ball around her swollen belly. She reached over and began carefully grooming the wet fur on her belly, whispering calming words to the kits. The kits... They needed to stay warm and safe above anything else.