Nepenthe

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:Nepenthe is a wiry furred white molly with pretty blue eyes.
:Nepenthe was born to unknown parents, the runt in a litter of three. She grew up in the Lambent Enclaves with her neighbor, Ragamuffin. The two attended the Springtide Festival to briefly visit the Clan of Sunlit Prairies.
==Relations==
Crush: n/a
Friendships: Ragamuffin, Slothsneeze
==Interests==
Likes
Attention, compliments, her twolegs and twolegs in general, flirtations, flowers (pink ones are her favorite but she likes most anything virant or colorful), bird-watching, birds singing or tweeting, romance (as long as she’s not involved in it, tho shes still figuring that out), riddles, puzzles, and other such games, grooming.
Dislikes
Barbaric wild cats (ie: any cat not a kittypet), hunting, fighting, physical labor, mud (tho she doesn’t mind getting dirty per se, she despises mud specifically), not being able to understand something or not being able to solve something, being dismissed by others, being lonely for extended periods of time
==Skills/Faults==
Skills
Nepenthe is agile, flexible, and has lightening fast reflexes. On top of this she’s extremely energetic, though this is more of a kit-like, destructive, energy. She’s also quite intelligent and a very good problem solver when she finds the motivation to put the effort in. Nepenthe has an extremely keen eye and will notice small things about others they themselves may not even pick up on. Being quite chatty and charismatic, she can get cats to care about her easily and can strike up a conversation with most anyone, given she wants some entertainment.
Faults
Despite her physical nimbleness, Nepenthe never seriously uses or practices her natural talent for something other than games and so is a terrible hunter and fighter. While she’d most likely make a strong, excellent warrior given the training, she lacks any motivation for this whatsoever. Seeing her small stature as a liability rather than a strength she often gives up on things without actually trying. Additionally, her short fur makes her particularly susceptible to any chilly weather.
==Personality==
Self-centered, ditzy, and oblivious on the surface, Nepenthe is none of these things but doesn’t do much to encourage others to think of her as anything else. She’s usually aloof and uninterested in most things, especially whatever it is those wildcats in the woods do. According to Nepenthe, the world, and everything in it, exist for her to enjoy- purely for her own entertainment. She will flat out lie just for the fun of it to liven things up or will immediately drop off conversations if she finds herself understimulated. Likewise, the she cat likes to antagonize cats and start bickering with others if she’s feeling particularly bored. Most often then not, she prefers the company of kits to older cats (and the occasional very interesting older cat) and absolutely adores keeping them entertained, as long as they’re not bratty, of course. Nepenthe is a hopeless romantic, that is, she swoons over her friends and their crushes, gushes over old couples, and fawns over other cats’ romances. Herself? Well, she just hasn’t found the right cat yet. The one that just clicks and doesn’t make her rethink this whole romance thing. That is, that’s what she keeps telling herself. So while Nepenthe encourages cats to take an interest in her, she brushes all actual romantic attempts away quickly and prefers to stick to her friends and platonic relationships, those usually being she-cats. For her friends, the she cat would always be willing to go out on a limb and help them out with anything they should ask (though, be warned, her definition of going out on a limb is along the lines of risking boring herself with a long conversation or sharing some of her kibble). Being a kittypet, Nepenthe has no experience living outside of a twoleg house and prefers to keep it that way. She’s easily frightened and easily disgusted, whether it be creepy crickets at night or the killing of a cute little mouse, and not afraid to be whiny about it. She has a bias against wild cats, be them clan cats, rogues, or loners, just seeing them as filthy, trash-rummagers and likening them to raccoons or rats.
==Detailed History==
Dawnstar's Reign
==Detailed Appearance==
Nepenthe is a small, sleek, and dainty-looking kittypet. Her thin, snow white fur has a sheen to it, suggesting it is thouroughly groomed everyday, most likely after each time she sets paw outside. The curls in her wavy fur gives her a teddy-bear look, quite common among her breed. The kittypet’s whiskers also have this curly look. She has wide, icy blue eyes in bright contrast to her pink nose, pink ears (which are quite large in comparison to the rest of her), and pink paws, which match with the silky, pink bow she usually always carries around her neck. She is on the smaller side of her age group, though of slender build and flexible. Her claws, while small, are extremely sharp and in pristine condition, looking as if they’ve never been used before. The fur on her tail is just a bit thicker and longer than elsewhere, where its so short that a tint of pink skin underneath may occasionally peep through. The she-cat holds herself very self-assuredly and casually.
==Kin==
Adopted Sibling: Ragamuffin
==Backstory==
Nepenthe was born as the runt in a litter of three. Her twoleg, a breeder, sold her when she was almost 3 moons old to a couple of twolegs who had just moved into the Lambent Enclaves. Having been separated from her mother and littermates, she was nervous at first, however as a young energetic kit quickly became excited about this new world made for her exploration and enjoyment. She quickly became quite popular among the kittypets already living in the Enclave and became particularly close to her next door neighbor, a scruffy kittypet called Ragamuffin, who adopted her as a sister. The two could talk for hours on end and mastered messing with neighbors they never liked together. In the last moon, Ragamuffin had been pestering Nepenthe everyday about this Spring Festival and a supposedly interesting Clan of cats out in the woods so much that she finally relented and agree to come with see what all the buzz was about.
==Trivia==
*she’d be the type of person to collect those little stuffed clown dolls
*Aesthetic: marble statues ~ rose earrings ~ a box of chocolates ~ antique circus pictures ~ pink silk ~ the feeling of waking up after a long midday nap in the sun ~ old pianos
==Quotes==
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==Links==
Theme Song/Voice Claim
*Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1UnFs8v3dAKogc5Ii5TykO?si=GnSjGoaxR76ygPXhgSrqag
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