Post by Kitty on Nov 12, 2009 17:10:31 GMT -6
Name: Simón
Age: 32 moons
Gender: Tom
Mate/Crush: Open
Cutter: No
Kin: All back in his old town, where he lived before they moved
Description: Simón is a handsome tom. He is a slender, muscular cat. He's got a long body and tail. He has a slender head with a rather long muzzle. He has large ears, that are pointed (but most cats' are). He has large greeny-yellow eyes.
Simón has a short, thick coat, with a soft underlayer and a rougher top layer. His pelt is blue-gray color. Twolegs consider him a Russian Blue cat. He is completely solid gray, except for faint abby stripes on his tail. He has a black nose and gray and black whiskers. He has big, rounded paws.
Simón has a Spanish accent, as his originally came from Spain, but moved to the Twolegplace with his housefolk.
Collar: He has a teal-colored collar with some shiny silver stipes running along in the direction of the threads. It has a cat-shaped blue tag with his name, owner's name, and owner's address and phone number.
Personality: Simón's good looks seemed to have made him rather arrogant. He tends to brag about himself quite a bit, about even the most mouse-brained things. "You've seen a green fly? I've seen a green dog. You've seen a maple tree? I've seen a palm tree." And so on. He seems to make everything into a contest, and seems to win, oh, about half of them.
He is charming around she-cats, cool around toms. He is never really hostile, but isn't too fond of trespassers in his garden. He likes it fine both inside and outside, and seems almost kit-like when out, chasing buttrflies and bugs.
Simón is smart, though he may not act like it. He seems to think that intelligence isn't as important. He's actually rather shallow. He's stubborn, too. But there are also many good things about him. He's kind and caring to cats he likes. They're the only cats he gives advice to, but if you're lucky, you might be able to coax it out of him.
He struggles a little with the normal language cats speak, as they speak another language where he lived. They'd learned normal catspeak, too, but only the basics.
History: Simón was born in a small town in Spain. He grew up there, until he was about fifteen moons old. He had a brother and parents, but his housefolk adopted him at three moons, so he never got to know them much. His housefolk consist of two kits, a male and female, and two full-grown Twolegs, male and female. They're all very kind to him, and he cant imagine leaving them.
When he hit the six moon mark, his housefolk started let him go outside. He found it to be very interesting at first. Then, a he got more and more used to it, it became a little boring. He liked laying in the sun and sleeping, but hated the rain.
He had a few friends, and the admiration and attention she-cats paid him possibly gave him his arrogant nature. While out wandering one day, he met his brother, whom he hadn't seen for about seven moons. They met up every few days after that, but then his brother stopped meeting him. Simón still doesn't know why, and afterwards he was depressed for a short while.
At fifteen moons, he and his housefolk packed up and moved to the Twolegplace outside of Clan territories. Since it was a new place to explore, he was interested in the outdoors again, and still is, as this twolegplace is bigger than his old town, and he has yet to explore everywhere yet.
He is happy here. He misses his old town, but brought his memories. He still has his accent, and his old language is first nature to him. He's working hard to learn the common one.
Roleplay example: They're coming to take me away, ha ha! They're coming to take me away, ha ha!
Other: WAH-LAH! My Spanish kittypet. I wanna make a bald one now. XD
