Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190607112231/@comment-36195412-20190608003930

(yeet her theme song is gonna be in there just a warning)

Name: Gray

Shouldn't apologize for just existing

Shouldn't apologize for just being me

Trying to hide behind all my distractions

Okay 'til quiet comes

Appearance: Gray is a medium-dark gray mackerel tabby cat, with white paws and a white chest. She has strangely small ears, short whiskers, and short teeth, and a plumy tail. Her eyes are green, not forest green, a bit like limes that are a bit too ripe. Gray isn't small, but not tall, either, just kind of...there, on the average spectrum. Her scent is a strange one, bringing to mind mint, pine needles, or something not of the pound. She speaks with a bit of an accent, almost like a Southern one but with a bit of a twang to it. Voice is mezzo-soprano. Image: https://www.google.com/search?q=gray+tabby+cat&rlz=1CAEAQE_enUS805US805&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwicqp_90djiAhXimq0KHQYKBi4Q_AUIECgB&biw=1366&bih=641#imgrc=-oQa9UgGLiCHVM:

When it all dies down, it gets so loud

All the voices in my head, just try to fill me up with doubt

I'm learning how to turn around

All the voices in my head

Personality: Gray almost seems to have two split personalities. Whenever she is around other cats, she is a more or less normal one. She is...well, it isn't visible at first, but she is kind, and does not care about moral boundaries if a cat is injured. She is introverted and prefers to be alone most of the time. She can be a bit cynical and sarcastic, though deep down inside, she's an optimist who knows they can get through this, no matter what. She doesn't care much for what she deems the "dumber" parts of the moral code or any other code, though she does follow it most of the time. She makes a good mentor, as she knows many types of herbs and can list them and their differences quiet easily. However, Gray is a different cat whenever she feels she is having an "omen" or "prophecy". She tends to talk to herself a lot, sometimes in third person if it's a really big prophecy, and seems a bit...detached...from the rest of the world. She also seems to not really see other cats if this is happening, instead looking right through them and muttering to herself. She sometimes thinks she sees things that aren't really there, and while these just might sometimes be actual cats, prophecies, or omens, most will just brush her off as a crazy cat. She will not eat starlings under any circumstances, for unknown reasons.

I think I've found my favorite sound

Origins (How they were taken to the pound, how they escaped like the others): Gray, when she was very young, lived in a large group of feral cats, including but not limited to: her siblings--Starling and Jagged--and parents, her friends Talon and Olive, and Olive's nephew, Moss. However, at two months old, she was kidnapped by some pound workers, and she hardly remembers her family. Yet she does know some things one of the cats, Ebony Gaze, taught her--therefore, she WILL try to be a useful cat.

Do you take the time to recognize yourself?

Do you spin like a carousel?

I want you to know that it's okay to ask for help

We all need help

We all need help

Age: 3 (about thirty, mentally)

Shouldn't apologize for just existing

Shouldn't apologize for just being me

Trying to hide behind all my distractions

Okay when the quiet comes

Love life (What gender they are attracted to, if they will be allowed to be shipped with, just keep in mind the cats are spayed): My smol gal is aromantic asexual, because I felt she was too pURE for romantic attraction.

Embrace the silence

Trying to find this feeling that I'm doing okay

I'm my own project, a work in progress

I know I'm better than okay

Role: Knowledge of medicine