Musicbox -- Kittypet

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Name: Musicbox.

Age: Sixteen moons.

Gender: Female.

Clan: Not applicable.

Rank: Kittypet.

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Reason For Name: On whim her human came up with her name. She doesn't know why this name was chosen.

Previous Names: Not applicable.

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One Sentence Description: Long furred tabby she-cat with green eyes.

Appearance:
Musicbox is a beautiful tabby she-cat with gorgeous fur. Brown aligns her face and down her back while white covers her jaw and down her belly. White fur also lines under her tail. The fur on her forehead is striped a mix between brown and white.

Because the she-cat is an indoor cat, her pelt is very clean and glossy. You will find no scars anywhere along her beautiful pelt.

The she-cat's eyes are a very light green and seem to shine in the bright light. Sometime her eyes appear a darker shade but only when she is hidden from the light.

The she-cat's nose is just a pink splash on her dark face. Cute little whiskers poke out of her face like little white strings. The pads on her paws are the same baby pink as her nose except for her front left paw which is most blacks with a tiny pink dot in the corner.

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Personality:
cυяισυѕ: Curiosity killed that cat, right? Well not this cat! Musicbox is a very curious cat also having to stick her nose where it doesn't belong. Some cats may call it being nosy, while that is true is some cases most, it is not. The she-cat may get into business where she doesn't belong but she also can't help but follow scents she doesn't recognize and toy with items that she has never seen before.

Ⴣєcтισηαтє: Purrs constantly flow out of Musicbox when every any humans are around. The loves feeling the love her humans give her and giving it back to them. She is definitely one of those cats that cherish the company of others.

тяυѕтιηg: Musicbox may be a little too trusting. Along with the curiosity factor, she can't help but trust everything. If something smells like food and she's hungry, she'll eat it. The she-cat has gotten sick many times from eating spoiled foods that were thrown into the trash can. If she were to get into a situation where she was with another cat the was lying she would completely believe every word that was said to her.

ѕумραтнєтιc: Musicbox is very sympathetic to the sadness that happens around her. When she sees that one of her humans is sad or upset she makes sure that she does something to try to provide her comfort to them. When she sees water flow from their eyes she licks their cheeks to try to cheer them up. Even though she knows it doesn't help much, she tries to provide the comfort of her presence to the grieving human.

ѕєηѕιтινє: Musicbox's feelings get easily hurt. The young she-cat does not like to get ignored by her humans and whenever she does she makes sure not to get in their way for days. She'll sulk sadly by until they decide to show her some sort of love.

ѕσcιαℓ: Musicbox is one social cat. Though she hasn't really been around other cats, she still talks to her humans even though she knows that they don't understand her. If she had the chance she would probably talk the ears off of other cats that she lived around, but her humans don't let her out of the house.

Likes: Her name, the smell and taste of milk, dreams of living in the wild, the smell of fresh air.

Dislikes: Being trapped inside, stale tasteless food, being pet in ticklish areas, when her humans leave the house.

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History:
The she-kit was born to parents by the names of Jade and Levi. Jade was a loner living in the world of hardships and suffering while Levi was a gentle pampered kittypet. The story is a simple on, like many others, the two cats fell in love and it ended with kits being born. Then the tragic part comes -- Levi's humans thought that poor Jade was terrible and mangy and would have nothing to do with the pregnant she-cat. Levi was locked inside the house leaving his mate defenseless and on her own.

Jade walked the streets of Twoleg place, the kits being due any day. With no where to turn she lay in an alley way where pain and agony struck as she went into labor. But then one of the back doors opened in the alley way and out walked what seemed like a lonely twoleg. Scared, Jade stood and began to limp away as fast as she could. She looked back to see that the creature was not trying to bring her harm but to help her. The sweet smell of tuna filled her nostrils as her paws carried her back to the two leg.

Finally comfortable in her new home, but a simple day later, pain struck once again. This time for sure, the tiny she-cat knew kits were coming. Blood spilled out of her as she pushed the first kit out, a tiny she-kit barely grasping it’s life. The young mother was losing much more blood than she was supposed to. Another push -- nothing. One more and a tom came out, strong and healthy. Jade breathing became heavy as she clung to her pitiful life. The she-cat knew she wasn’t done, though, one more kit resided within her. Her first kits began to suckle as she push trying to get her last beauty out. But there was no luck, only pools of blood.

With the last of her strength she pushed the last she-kit falling out. Jade put the last kit against her belly, allowing her the nutritious milk the resided there.

Then the twoleg tom walked into the room, probably wandering about all of the noise. He found Jade dead and the kits barely holding onto their lives. Luckily this man lived in the back of the pet shop that he owned and had plenty of formula to feed the tiny kits.

The first tiny she-kit lost her life just minutes before the man came back and the tom died not much later. You could tell the poor twoleg man was in agony. He didn’t think that the last she-cat would survive much longer, but she pulled through in the end. Nursing on the formula until she was old enough to eat the tasteless substance called ‘cat food’.

For reasons unknown to the tabby cat, he called her his ‘music box’ and name that she loved to be called. When ever she heard the gentle words she would come to the man. He was always nice to her and played games with toy mice but as the days progressed his face began to sadden.

The man was not able to care for the kit any longer. He gave her up to a nice family with a pleasant child to play with. As the she-cat grew up she couldn’t help but wonder about the twoleg man that had loved her and she had loved back. The one thing that makes her happy no matter what, is the name she now owns, Musicbox.

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