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parapacem || parabellum

Ready for peace || Ready for war.

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Swampdrag-brain She-Warrior of Whistleclan.

Flickersnap, played by pacolys

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【General】     _{Name:          Flickersnap
                               Clan:            Whistleclan
                               Clan Role:    Warrior}

【Traits】
    _{[ + ] Curious, Creative, Playful
     [ = ] Independent, Dreamy, Determined
     [ - ] Impulsive, Careless, Idealistic}Detriments:   Thalassophobia

【Personality】
    <sub>Arѕ loɴɢα, vιтα вrevιѕ
The young cat had always been easily fascinated by every new thing she encountered, Flickersnap loves observing and dreaming, ever hopeful of what was to come. Her curiosity leads her into many places, oftenly becoming overly confident and reckless which would spell troubles, a near clash with twolegs and a scolding from her step-mother. The sunshine among her step-siblings, Flickersnap is fond of playing and running around the neighborhood. The golf course nearby is her favorite race track. She however isn’t aware of her size which leads to sometimes playing a little too rough, awarding her a handful of scolding. She also enjoys being the pillow for her siblings to lean on for rest, especially during colder winters.
This curiosity also leads her to her obsession over what she considers “art”. A half-strung twigs and leaves, mushy berry paste paw-printed over pebble surface or alternating flower petals arrangement, all these are her “art” and also her dreams. She can get more feisty and overprotective than usual of her little hobby when teased. She believes what she made will live longer than her and she wants these “art” to be one of her legacy.

    Perғer eт oвdυrα, dolor нιc тιвι proderιт olιм
The flash flood that had swept her apart from her family had caused her to develop a high amount of fear of deep body of water. Something she will initially play off as a stray cat's life has survival being the main objective but to Flicker, she also had her found family to fall back to. With that all lost, she finds herself longing for them, reminiscing and doubtful of her decision to leave the comfort of home behind. The doubt develops her determination to prove to everyone around her that she is not just a small flickering dying fire that isn’t worth its fuel, but one that will one day be ready to create enough warmth and light for everyone around her, unlike her past self drowning in the murk of the urban flood, unable to return to her family. A mask she is willing to wear to not wallow in grief or be seen as weak.</sub>

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Ortus Vel Occasus, Parabellum

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【Appearance】
    _{A huge calico cat with fluffy but scruffy long fur, a droopy left ear, a tinge of white fur at her snout and soft amber-yellow eyes.Scars:   Shoulder, Crocodile bite.}

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【Family】
    _{Joy:             Adoptive Mother, Unknown.
    Wobbler:     Adoptive Sibling, Unknown.
    Shiver:        Adoptive Sibling, Unknown.}

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