Cricketpaw

**Cricketpaw** is a chocolate tortoiseshell cat with amber eyes.

**Cricketpaw** was born as an outsider to unknown parents.

## Appearance

Cricketpaw is a tortoiseshell oriental shorthair cat with a lanky, unkempt build and beady orange/amber gaze that tends to nervously flicker around. It has major dark circles under its eyes, with two orange circular markings in the shape of goggles that accent this feature of their face. Occasionally, their orange patches contain darker tangerine stripes, though it is difficult to fully see them amongst the mottled browns of its sleek pelt. They are extremely tall and wiry in build, though they often remain in a quite hunched over and crumpled position.

Cricketpaw adorns a memento around its neck in the form of a frilly, ruffled clown-like collar. The collar is a soft, warm toned off-white with a scratchy, rough sort of texture. It is a sentimental item, a reminder of Cricketpaw’s origins in the Twolegplace.

## Personality

Originating from lands far from the Clans, Cricketpaw has found themself completely lost in a world they’d never seen before. Born and raised in a shelter, Cricketpaw was packed up one day from the set of cages it knew as home and transported toward the Twolegplace not far off from where EmberClan marks its borders. While the monster it was transported in traveled, something went horribly wrong—a massive swerve, a deafening crash, and lots of spinning is all Cricketpaw could quite make of the event. Tumbling down a large hill, the cage which held young Cricketpaw smashed against the earth as the collision unfolded. In a panic, the young cat managed to break free from the broken bars, running from the bellowing beasts as the twolegs who sought to claim the now stray cat searched for Cricketpaw’s whereabouts.

Never having seen the outside before, Cricketpaw has found themself in an entirely new world—with much to learn, and much to see. With this fresh set of eyes comes a certain naivety and innocence. Cricketpaw is quite the scaredy cat, often paranoid of all the sights and sounds they don’t have names to—all the new smells and dangers that come with seeing the outdoors for the very first time. Oftentimes strung out, Cricketpaw rarely sleeps much and as a result of this combined with its anxieties, it appears wired most of the time.

It’s hard to distinguish exactly what is friend, prey, and threat. Oftentimes Cricketpaw comes across as too trusting as a result. The young loner makes friends as easily as can be despite all their new struggles, oftentimes attempting to befriend things other than cats. Convinced that they can speak to and understand certain prey animals, Cricketpaw gets attached to new friends very easily, oftentimes coming back for more in most situations they stumble into no matter how many times they get scared or hurt.

Despite all its fears, Cricketpaw has a kooky streak, oftentimes getting into crazy shenanigans and then screeching and running away in fear. With a curiosity so large and a worldview so previously small, it is nearly impossible for Cricketpaw to not make crazy theories and connections—a little conspiracy theorist at heart. They have a passionate interest in cryptid hunting and fully believe in some wild ideas about how the world works. When Cricketpaw speaks, it has a habit of referring to itself in the third person. With their own shifting perception of this strange new land, will Cricketpaw ever find a place they can call home? The mysteries of this new earth, will they ever be solved? Perhaps, with the help of some new friends, Cricketpaw will find some answers to their theories.

## Family

**Sibling:**
Buckwheat (living, confirmed)