I r i s
"Oh no... you died on me. Thought you wanted to play! That's no fair..."
Basics
{ Name } Iris
{ Previous Names } Iriskit, Irispaw, Irisflight
{ Age } 19 moons
{ Gender } Cis Female
{ Sexuality } Pansexual Panromatic
{ Home } Wanders around the outskirts of Riverclan territory
{ Previous Ranks } Kit, Apprentice, Warrior
{ Heritage } 100% Riverclan
{ Breed } Unknown mixed breed
Education
inactive // dead
{ Mentor } N/A
{ Former Mentor } Open
{ Future Mentor } N/A
{ Apprentice } N/A
{ Former Apprentices } N/A
{ Future Apprentice } N/A
Appearance
{ Coat Color(s) } Dark chocolate, chestnut brown, and tinted white
{ Fur Length } Short. Usually messy
{ Fur Thickness } In a single layer, slightly frizzy
{ Eye Color } Dull yellow eyes. Always in small slits
{ Tail Length } Average. Has a bit of extra fur on it
{ Height } A bit short
{ Build } Petite and thin. Slowly gaining some muscle
{ Scars } A few here and there. Her right ear has a few notches in it
{ Distinctive Features } None
“Quote”
Personality
Zany | Finds humor in anything | Off the deep in | Sadistic | Gleeful | Hopeless Romantic | Detached | Territorial | Odd | Over-Eager | Sociopathic | Protective | Unstable | Unsympathetic | Independent | Childish | Erratic
Relationships
inactive // dead
{ Love Interests }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Best Friends }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Friends }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Acquaintances }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Enemies }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Nemesis }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Family
inactive // dead // *NPC
{ Mother }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Father }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Sisters }
Cinderpaw | Half via Father | Thoughts
{ Brothers }
Willowkit | Biological | Thoughts
{ Nieces }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
{ Nephews }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
{ Mate }
Name | Former/Current | Thoughts
{ Sons }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Daughters }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
“Quote”
Extras
{ Physical Health } Ok
{ Illness(es) } Sociopathy
{ Illness Description } This link
{ Phobia(s) } (Currently) None
{ Phobia Reason(s) } N/A
{ Voice } High-pitched, always happy and gleeful, rambles on frequently, and is quite "zany"
{ Gait } Erratic and bouncy. Can't really walk straight, usually swerves from side to side when she walks.
{ Theme Song } Mad hatter by Melanie Martinez (mature lyrics and imagery warning)
{ Type }
-Prefers females or feminine cats
-Finds ginger tabbies especially attractive
-Likes innocent, cheerful felines. Feels a strong sense to protect them
-Forbidden romances, like her being with a clancat, is something she finds romantic
-Likes to be possessive over the cats she likes
-Possibly someone she can indulge in her murderous tendencies with
{ Facts }
{ Name Origin }
Iris- The name she was given at birth | Flight- Her flighty walking movements
“Quote”
Backstory
Iriskit was a regular kit, in a regular family. She quickly reached 6 moons, and became an apprentice. But it was clear that she wasn't a "regular" feline, like everyone else in her life was. Almost everything the feline did was... odd. But it was pushed aside as just quirkiness. Her training was normal, and at 13 moons she earned the name Irisflight. She never socialized with her clanmates, though she was known for fawning over a few mollies and toms and becoming almost a stalker to them. One of them confronted her, and they quickly got into a heated argument about her behavior. Enraged, all she saw was red, until blood was spilling out of the cats neck. She expected herself to be horrified, but she... wasn't. To cover up the murder, she cleaned up the blood and dumped the body in a river. And then her life just continued on. About a moon later, she encountered an apprentice from another clan. For no apparent reason, she made them her second victim. She was caught this time, and was swiftly exiled and became a rogue. Dropping the -flight from her name, Iris continued such unmoral activities every now and then. She never really had her own place to call "home," but the molly is frequently wandering near her old clans territory.
{ Name } Iris
{ Previous Names } Iriskit, Irispaw, Irisflight
{ Age } 19 moons
{ Gender } Cis Female
{ Sexuality } Pansexual Panromatic
{ Home } Wanders around the outskirts of Riverclan territory
{ Previous Ranks } Kit, Apprentice, Warrior
{ Heritage } 100% Riverclan
{ Breed } Unknown mixed breed
Education
inactive // dead
{ Mentor } N/A
{ Former Mentor } Open
{ Future Mentor } N/A
{ Apprentice } N/A
{ Former Apprentices } N/A
{ Future Apprentice } N/A
Appearance
{ Coat Color(s) } Dark chocolate, chestnut brown, and tinted white
{ Fur Length } Short. Usually messy
{ Fur Thickness } In a single layer, slightly frizzy
{ Eye Color } Dull yellow eyes. Always in small slits
{ Tail Length } Average. Has a bit of extra fur on it
{ Height } A bit short
{ Build } Petite and thin. Slowly gaining some muscle
{ Scars } A few here and there. Her right ear has a few notches in it
{ Distinctive Features } None
“Quote”
Personality
Zany | Finds humor in anything | Off the deep in | Sadistic | Gleeful | Hopeless Romantic | Detached | Territorial | Odd | Over-Eager | Sociopathic | Protective | Unstable | Unsympathetic | Independent | Childish | Erratic
Relationships
inactive // dead
{ Love Interests }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Best Friends }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Friends }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Acquaintances }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Enemies }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Name | Stance | Thoughts
{ Nemesis }
Name | Stance | Thoughts
Family
inactive // dead // *NPC
{ Mother }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Father }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Sisters }
Cinderpaw | Half via Father | Thoughts
{ Brothers }
Willowkit | Biological | Thoughts
{ Nieces }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
{ Nephews }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | via. who | Thoughts
{ Mate }
Name | Former/Current | Thoughts
{ Sons }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
{ Daughters }
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
Name | Biological/Adoptive | Thoughts
“Quote”
Extras
{ Physical Health } Ok
{ Illness(es) } Sociopathy
{ Illness Description } This link
{ Phobia(s) } (Currently) None
{ Phobia Reason(s) } N/A
{ Voice } High-pitched, always happy and gleeful, rambles on frequently, and is quite "zany"
{ Gait } Erratic and bouncy. Can't really walk straight, usually swerves from side to side when she walks.
{ Theme Song } Mad hatter by Melanie Martinez (mature lyrics and imagery warning)
{ Type }
-Prefers females or feminine cats
-Finds ginger tabbies especially attractive
-Likes innocent, cheerful felines. Feels a strong sense to protect them
-Forbidden romances, like her being with a clancat, is something she finds romantic
-Likes to be possessive over the cats she likes
-Possibly someone she can indulge in her murderous tendencies with
{ Facts }
{ Name Origin }
Iris- The name she was given at birth | Flight- Her flighty walking movements
“Quote”
Backstory
Iriskit was a regular kit, in a regular family. She quickly reached 6 moons, and became an apprentice. But it was clear that she wasn't a "regular" feline, like everyone else in her life was. Almost everything the feline did was... odd. But it was pushed aside as just quirkiness. Her training was normal, and at 13 moons she earned the name Irisflight. She never socialized with her clanmates, though she was known for fawning over a few mollies and toms and becoming almost a stalker to them. One of them confronted her, and they quickly got into a heated argument about her behavior. Enraged, all she saw was red, until blood was spilling out of the cats neck. She expected herself to be horrified, but she... wasn't. To cover up the murder, she cleaned up the blood and dumped the body in a river. And then her life just continued on. About a moon later, she encountered an apprentice from another clan. For no apparent reason, she made them her second victim. She was caught this time, and was swiftly exiled and became a rogue. Dropping the -flight from her name, Iris continued such unmoral activities every now and then. She never really had her own place to call "home," but the molly is frequently wandering near her old clans territory.