Post by posme on Apr 9, 2018 0:13:47 GMT
name: marble
age: 1 y/o
orientation: bisexual
gender: male
appearance: marble has a soft, curly laperm coat with grey coloring on his face, ear tips, tail tip, and paws, giving him the pattern and coat coloring of a siamese cat. he has a slightly plump body from being a pet almost all his life, and nice, long legs to support that body. his eyes are a pale blue, as is a genetic trait for every colorpoint like himself. his skin is mottled pink and black, as you could see if you looked at his nose or paw-pads, or simply just by looking under his fur.
personality: marble is a very naive little cat. he has an undescribable curiosity for almost all things, the lights on the ceiling, the ringing of human's phones, anything peaked his curiosity. he's also a rather lazy little soul, liking to lounge around in rays of sunlight most of the day. he is quite adept to the human touch, often enjoying the touch of human hands when trying to doze off or just walking by. his voice has a nice drawl to it, making him, in general and in temperment, a chill cat.
history: marble was adopted by a family of three when he was 3 months old. the family was a kind family. the only child, a girl named amelia, was the one who managed to get her parents to adopt him in the first place. she had begged her parents for a cat. her mother wanted to give her the best, as amelia was her and her wife's pride and joy. so, at amelia's tenth birthday, she was given a small, curly-haired kitten named marble. marble was a cat that really enjoyed the outdoors; amelia often would take him outside just so he could play around in the grass a bit, playing around with a small rubber mouse she'd take with her, and then go back inside.
it was one of those days, as he was playing around with the rubber, squeaky mouse, when amelia leaned down and said to him, "i'll be right back," and then went inside. in those few minutes, marble had found an interesting... thing outside their fence. it was a real mouse. he jumped towards it, slipping through a dip in the ground under their fence to get to it. soon enough, the mouse heard him and started to scamper away. but not before marble had time to chase it. next he knew, he couldn't find his way back to amelia.
he was picked up and given to a shelter, in which he was adopted from and taken to cafe katu at eight months old. marble has spent the rest of his time at the cafe.
age: 1 y/o
orientation: bisexual
gender: male
appearance: marble has a soft, curly laperm coat with grey coloring on his face, ear tips, tail tip, and paws, giving him the pattern and coat coloring of a siamese cat. he has a slightly plump body from being a pet almost all his life, and nice, long legs to support that body. his eyes are a pale blue, as is a genetic trait for every colorpoint like himself. his skin is mottled pink and black, as you could see if you looked at his nose or paw-pads, or simply just by looking under his fur.
personality: marble is a very naive little cat. he has an undescribable curiosity for almost all things, the lights on the ceiling, the ringing of human's phones, anything peaked his curiosity. he's also a rather lazy little soul, liking to lounge around in rays of sunlight most of the day. he is quite adept to the human touch, often enjoying the touch of human hands when trying to doze off or just walking by. his voice has a nice drawl to it, making him, in general and in temperment, a chill cat.
history: marble was adopted by a family of three when he was 3 months old. the family was a kind family. the only child, a girl named amelia, was the one who managed to get her parents to adopt him in the first place. she had begged her parents for a cat. her mother wanted to give her the best, as amelia was her and her wife's pride and joy. so, at amelia's tenth birthday, she was given a small, curly-haired kitten named marble. marble was a cat that really enjoyed the outdoors; amelia often would take him outside just so he could play around in the grass a bit, playing around with a small rubber mouse she'd take with her, and then go back inside.
it was one of those days, as he was playing around with the rubber, squeaky mouse, when amelia leaned down and said to him, "i'll be right back," and then went inside. in those few minutes, marble had found an interesting... thing outside their fence. it was a real mouse. he jumped towards it, slipping through a dip in the ground under their fence to get to it. soon enough, the mouse heard him and started to scamper away. but not before marble had time to chase it. next he knew, he couldn't find his way back to amelia.
he was picked up and given to a shelter, in which he was adopted from and taken to cafe katu at eight months old. marble has spent the rest of his time at the cafe.