Warriors
Picasso
Male
Picasso is the perfect specimen of his breed. Oriental shorthair blood runs through his veins, and he has inherited the unique paint of pure coal. His physique is that of a model, thin with long legs and a curved abdomen, with his ribs shining through his short fur. He also sports a narrow waist and a slender and long neck. His eyes are wide and glare with an emerald hue, his ears large and expressive. He was born to a loner and a pedigree oriental she-cat, so his genes are tainted by the common blood of a domestic house cat. Thrown out by his mothers owners as a kit, he was fostered by a group of strays and taught the life of the wild cats. Even though he is presented as a well-mannered and high-end kind of cat, he is quite the opposite. When he speaks he tends to cut off letters and mash words together, usually using “yall, aint” and other variations of slang. His personality is quite dull and he tends to be a follower, lacking a sense of individuality. His mannerism led to taunts from other cats, and thus he tends to say a bit less than others. He tends to chicken out from any kind of confrontation, verbal or physical, since he knows well he will never win in a brawl. He joined EarthClan once life got too rough in his old gang, due to food shortages and too many battles of leadership. He was unfortunately followed by his friend Goya.
Male
Picasso is the perfect specimen of his breed. Oriental shorthair blood runs through his veins, and he has inherited the unique paint of pure coal. His physique is that of a model, thin with long legs and a curved abdomen, with his ribs shining through his short fur. He also sports a narrow waist and a slender and long neck. His eyes are wide and glare with an emerald hue, his ears large and expressive. He was born to a loner and a pedigree oriental she-cat, so his genes are tainted by the common blood of a domestic house cat. Thrown out by his mothers owners as a kit, he was fostered by a group of strays and taught the life of the wild cats. Even though he is presented as a well-mannered and high-end kind of cat, he is quite the opposite. When he speaks he tends to cut off letters and mash words together, usually using “yall, aint” and other variations of slang. His personality is quite dull and he tends to be a follower, lacking a sense of individuality. His mannerism led to taunts from other cats, and thus he tends to say a bit less than others. He tends to chicken out from any kind of confrontation, verbal or physical, since he knows well he will never win in a brawl. He joined EarthClan once life got too rough in his old gang, due to food shortages and too many battles of leadership. He was unfortunately followed by his friend Goya.
Apprentices
Goya
Female
Goya is unattractive in many different aspects. She is a cross breed of a Cornish Rex, a Sphinx and a Minx, leading to a mess that is her appearance. She is a small thing with her head being too small for her body. She has short in length fur that is slightly curled at the tips and a pain to groom, which is an odd mix of white and ginger. Her eyes are angled in an eternal frown with a dull grey-blue iris, making her a appear intimidating and cold. Her body is plump in all the wrong places, yet her spine and ribs still manage to stick out. The only redeeming quality of appearance that she has is how soft her fur actually is. Just like her friend Picasso, whom she followed to EarthClan due to her dependence on him, she was abandoned by her two legs. She scavenged until she met a group of loners, and saw how well off they were, which tempted her to join them too. Unfortunately, she was the target of a lot of harassment due to her looks, and that made her into an awfully mouthy character. She used her wits to mock cats, and usually managed to slither out once they would lose their temper due to her lithe figure. She is actually a very nice and warm hearted she-cat, but due to her harsh upbringing she no longer knows who is to be trusted, and treats every newcomer like a threat.
Female
Goya is unattractive in many different aspects. She is a cross breed of a Cornish Rex, a Sphinx and a Minx, leading to a mess that is her appearance. She is a small thing with her head being too small for her body. She has short in length fur that is slightly curled at the tips and a pain to groom, which is an odd mix of white and ginger. Her eyes are angled in an eternal frown with a dull grey-blue iris, making her a appear intimidating and cold. Her body is plump in all the wrong places, yet her spine and ribs still manage to stick out. The only redeeming quality of appearance that she has is how soft her fur actually is. Just like her friend Picasso, whom she followed to EarthClan due to her dependence on him, she was abandoned by her two legs. She scavenged until she met a group of loners, and saw how well off they were, which tempted her to join them too. Unfortunately, she was the target of a lot of harassment due to her looks, and that made her into an awfully mouthy character. She used her wits to mock cats, and usually managed to slither out once they would lose their temper due to her lithe figure. She is actually a very nice and warm hearted she-cat, but due to her harsh upbringing she no longer knows who is to be trusted, and treats every newcomer like a threat.