Post by lupe on Oct 14, 2015 13:36:04 GMT -6
Name: Luigi
Age: 1 year/(Deceased)
Birth Season: spring
Gender: tom
Sexuality: Homosexual
Genetics: o/blbl/Dd/dmdm/ II/Ss/CC/ww/AA/SpSp/LL/mkmk
Breed: Bengal and Siamese mix
Size: Medium lanky
Eye color: Blue
Coat color: chocolate silver with white
Coat length:Short
Markings: spotted tabby that are dull black one his body and on his tail it is much darker.
Distinct features: N/A
Personality: Luigi is a strange youngster, he's always staring out at the world as if there is something going on and yet he won't tell ya what he believes he sees. Even when alive he was always doing it, keeping his eyes off in a certain direction as if he was lost in his own thoughts and just imagining something else there. It's pretty clear that he's a day dreamer and doesn't really have much of a care, giving him a sort of laid back type. However he is clearly not the bravest of sorts and many things make this poor fella jump, he does try to hide it though once people see him jump from something scaring him, he won't deny that he doesn't have the strongest amount of bravery. He sees no point in arguing with others and that might make him look submissive, he often goes on about things in his head. He has a dislike for the cold and a strange hate for Winter; due to how he died but he doesn't know that.
History: Luigi was the fourth born in his litter and also the runt, he was always rather thin looking. Oddly enough he seemed to take the most from his Bengal farther and that was something that annoyed his siblings. His thin appearance also led to him getting sick often and thus all he could do was stare out at the world as his siblings played, having fun, and teased him for his near constant illnesses. One day during winter, he found himself terribly cold as the snow started to fall. His parents had to take his siblings hunting to teach them, forcing them to leave him alone at the den. Sadly everything went black while he laid there alone, shivering in the snow and begging for one of em to come back.
Sadly he can't recall much of his life or how he died, all that he knows is that he dislikes the cold and hates it when winter comes. Now as a ghost just wandering, he knows not what to do and why he's still in this world when he can't remember the cats that might've been part of it. Some part of him wants to be with others alas he's not sure if he should try to find others to join up with or not.