Graykit

THISTLEclan

A large silver and black she-cat

Graykit is large beyond how anyone would have thought her to be, including herself. Not as large as a redwoodclan cat, but certainly bigger than the others of the pines she stands at about 1 foot and four inches from the tips of her head to the pads of her paws. Her legs are about proportionate to the length of her body, long and filled trunk that come up into rounded shoulders and terminate in large, spread out paws. She has a long and broad neck, that extends down into broad chest and a more slender back, widening out again at the haunches. Her tail is long, bulky, flows behind her in a tube of fluff.

Her fur is quite long, and adds a lot to the appearance of her already large mass. It tends to poof out and bears the classic tortioseshell patterns, with splotches of brown and white rings around her whole body. Instead of her father's redness however, her pelt is a lot more muted than others her type. Her underside to her neck is all white, with a large mane of white billowing arorund her neck. Draped around the rest her body is a mixture of black and silver, with small white rings around her legs and tail.

Her head is strong and angular, with a defined jaw, and several long whiskers jutting out from them. Her mouth is covered in white, while her eyes are painted around with black and silver lining. The middle of her face is a mask of light brown and that same coloring extends over the right side of her face. Her eyes are amber with a large, diamond pupil. Her ears are big and triangular, and a plethora of white tufts protrude out from them.

Graykit entered this world endowed with her mother's keen perception and her father's fervent intensity. From the start, she possesses an uncanny ability to grasp the intricate connections between things. She observes not only others, but also the essence of the world surrounding her. Graykit thrives on extracting meaning from overarching concepts rather than specific entities. One of her favorite pastimes is to unravel the complexities and meta-structure of Thistleclan life, delving deep into its nuances. Her philosophical disposition drives her to link experiences with thoughts in ways that elude her peers, and she can often be seen running against the grain, often just to do so and be provocative. This, however, may breed a degree of arrogance. Her trifecta of curiosity, analysis, and audacity when exploring ideas can render her abrasive and impolite, or even unhinged when broaching sensitive subjects. Thistleclan is a place of taboo, and such things have no meaning to her.

Graykit's rich intellectual life is matched by an emotional deficit. Her fervor spills over into her feelings, causing her to take matters too seriously and personally. She can be combative in both word and claw, often grappling with frustration and sensitivity. She'd want to seek revenge for a perceived injustice even where none exists. When an idea passes her internal scrutiny, any threat to it feels like a personal affront. This tendency also earns her a reputation for being disingenuous, as she ceaselessly flirts with ideas, showcasing them as though they define her true essence—even when Graykit and everyone around her know they do not. Others see her as fake, as her search for a true identity can come across as insincere or popular. She also is seen as a general flip-flop, saying one thing and adopting a new persona the next day to refute it. Sometimes, her revolver of opinions can be extreme to the point of serious damage to her relationships.

A new world awaits Graykit as it changes for the whole clan in the wake of the flood, and she awaits her chance to leave her color on the canvas set before her.