Chuff

Personality

When Chuff was born, she did not cry like her siblings, often only communicating in soft noises, which earned her name. From birth she was a quiet and agreeable kit, though hard to keep an eye on.An extremely easy-going kitten, Chuff never fusses about spending time with others. They find beauty in all things, so they go along with most activities as long as it doesn't require too much of their participation or attention.Though Chuff never complains about what the family choses to do, she does often wander off when she's not suppose to. It isn't that she's trying to be troublesome; Chuff is an artist and her different view of the world leads her to be oblivious of what's around her. She sees everything, but doesn't fully perceive it all. Viewing the world as "scenery to painted" causes her to miss when anyone is trying to get her attention, or when there's danger present.It is very difficult to get her to focus and complete tasks. In fact, it's hard just to get her to listen when being spoken to. Even when she tries her hardest to pay attention, the information usually gets lost when something catches her eye and so she can't follow through with what others ask her to do.Luckily for her family, her favourite place in the world is being curled up in her mama's giant tail to watch the world around them. And when you can manage to get their attention, they are very sweet. Rarely do they pass judgement on others, which would make them a good soundboard if they were inclined to give advice. Alas, any wisdom she does tend to impart tends to be unhelpful or naive. Chuff is a good cat to share an amicable silence with, though; she doesn't feel the need to fill the space with chatter as she tends to be lost in her own thoughts.When inspired, Chuff prefers painting. She's very dedicated to her art; she almost always finishes pieces before starting new ones, though she will sketch in between so she can remember her ideas as she has them. However, her sketchbooks are numerous and she often loses them, along with her art supplies and any other personal affects. This doesn't bother her as long as she can find a good replacement, causing her to be very flexible with her pieces. She's not much of a perfectionist, and doesn't get too hung up on details or how a painting "should" look.

Positive
ARTISTIC
EASY-GOING
DEDICATED
UNBIASED

Neutral
SOFT
QUIET

Negative
SPACY
INATTENTIVE
SCATTERED
UNRELIABLE

History

0-3 moons:
Chuff was born in an asexual litter to her mother Orange-Earth Seia. She has four siblings and is being raised in Earth Tribe. Chuff enjoyed time with her chaotic yet loving family, going on many adventures and, of course, creating many sketches and paintings. Chuff attended the first annual Eaight Festival and spend most of it with her brother Boo.3-6 moons:
Chuff was blessed with a tattoo from none other than Marek, the Spirit of the Shadow Tribe.

Roleplay Sample

Tsuru would be happy to meet more of his family. He had heard a bit about Ryan from their father, though sometimes it was hard to get Kodin to talk about emotional things, like their kin. Though it was hard to say if the knowledge that he'd be living with them made it more or less exciting to visit them. He would have plenty of time to get to know them, after all, once he was sent to Light Tribe. Tsuru knew that it would be a homecoming, not an exile, but he couldn't help but feel like it was the latter."Maybe not," the gray kit murmured, "with all the unrest here, we might not go." Did Kiji want to see the whole world? Or would he be satisfied with just Air Tribe? With how insatiable he was already to learn new things, Tsuru wondered how long it would be until his brother soaked up all the knowledge he could from the Air Tribe and moved on to a new fascination. They were allowed to visit other Tribes, Tsuru knew, at least with good reason."Father calls it Cloud City, but is it really just... clouds?" Tsuru wasn't sure how they could survive if it was. What did they eat? Birds that happened to fly by?The gentle tom's ears slid back at Kiji's next words. That was right. Kiji really would be all alone in his new Tribe. No family, no friends. And yet his orange pelted brother was looking forward to it. There wasn't a hint of trepidation in his sibling. "I think you'll do quite well," Tsuru praised him, though his voice choked up a bit. He cleared it with a soft cough and tried again. "You have great focus and a desire for knowledge... I'm sure they will be overjoyed to have you."