twitching ear
of white doe

Tribe of Floating Stones

a partially hairless silver cat with yellow eyes.

Twitching Ear of Doe often draws attention now that they are above ground. Their pelt is extraordinarily thin, and hairless in various spots of their body, such as the bridge of their nose and around their ears. The fur that they do sport is soft to the touch but has a wiry appearance. A distinctive scent exudes from them, a result of oily build up that is most prominent between their toes and within her ears.

If not for their poor fur quality and subtle smell, Twitch would have been a rather attractive young feline. They are petite in shape with cute rounded paws and a long and thin tail. Their face is wedge-shaped with large and prominent features, from their large golden eyes rimmed in a natural black eye-liner, to their black and pink striped nose, to their large triangular ears.

In hue, Twitch's pelt is almost entirely white. Radiating from their spine, subtle black and grey hairs gradate into the pale of their flanks. They have a grey dusted appearance, marking them as a shaded black tabby no matter how subtle their markings. Their light-ness is exagerated by a subtle roan affect that includes white hairs dispersed evenly throughout their coat. The only truly black parts of their body are their paw pads, nose, and the skin that surrounds their eyes.

Twitch's interests are niche and often viewed as strange, but they are integral parts of who they are. They enjoy tunneling and being underground, liking the close quarters that press around them like hug. They prefer to live their life as a fantasy filled with make believe and stories rather than experiencing the mundanities of reality. No cat could sway them from ther passions, no matter how others might react to them or what others might say. They enjoy their reputation as a unique eccentric and plays into the concept instead of hiding from it for the sake of others.

Twitch cares about others and always treats those around them with the utmost respect and dignity. While they know that sometimes it is challenging for others to understand them, they seeks to avoid hurting other people's feelings whenever given the option and pursues paths that allow them to do good in the lives of others. They are helpful and good-hearted, often going out of their way to brighten the days of those around them. They understand what it feels like to be an outsider and is especially drawn to those who self-isolate or seem as though they have few friends. They want to show them the kindness that they feel they rarely receive, and to be the friend that everyone deserves to have.


While no cat could get them to stop followng their passions, they are a deeply emotional individual who is easily hurt by even well-meaning comments that poke at their insecurities. Twitch often feels as though they are an outsider in their world and the character they plays is a result of this. Cometflight is brave, intelligent, and doesn't mind being different than everyone else. In short, she is everything Twitch would like to embody. Due to their unusual appearance and extremely sheltered upbringing, they feel as though they will never fit in with their peers. While they can hide behind Cometflight's persona, they can ignore how insecure they feel deep down.

mother: Dove that feasts on berries
father: Peak of jagged mountain
sisters: Rat that hides in holes, Flash of silver in the stream, & 
Echo of the wolf's howl

The vision upon Twitch's birth was a bloody one, the nuanced reds their parents choosing to ignore when naming their first litter. Twitch was born alongside many sisters, each with their own unique and strange afflictions of the mind or body. Twitch was but one of them, their fur never quite growing in as expected. With such a unique brood, both of Twitch's parents were inclined to shelter their litter. They extended their den deep beneath the earth, where the sun's light could not reach and not even a breeze broke the silence.

Bored and largely isolated from the majority of her community, Twitch spent their days lost in their imagination. Their parents attempted to keep them busy by working on their den, adding reinforcements brought from the outside or having them continue to expand it as they and their siblings grew. They did not mind the work, but it was hardly stimulating, so they worked to make great imaginative experiences within their mind while they was physically among the mundane.

Their parents often told them stories of life beyond their sheltered walls. Their mother had been a wanderer in her youth, and had been one of the few to witness the lands beyond the tribe. She spoke of militant clans with teeth of razors and claws of bone. She told of strangers cunning and cruel, and those who were kind and generous, and all that was between. Enthralled, Twitch absorbed all of the information greedily until they could repeat each story by heart, with plenty of embellishments.

As they worked on their shared warren, reinforcing tunnels and establishing unique rooms for each of their sisters, Twitch began to imagine that they were one of those cats in their mother's tales. They were still twitch, of course, but in their imagination, they were Cometflight, chosen by StarClan and her leader with an important secret mission. Their obsession with this imagined story grew and grew until they began to roleplay as Cometflight among their family members, introducing themselves as her, talking as her, becoming her. Nothing brought them more delight than for their sisters to refer to them as such, to ask questions about her imagined clan and all that entailed.

Twitch was in the company of their sisters exclusively until they were six moons old, old enough to be named a to-be. With an exuberance to each step, they were excited to continue to write Cometflight's story, to explore all the world had to offer, and to forget all about their less than extraordinary origins.