Casey ◈ The Barn Cat{Done}

Apr 21, 2017 21:16:41 GMT

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Description

A tiny, thin furred Cornish Rex with wavy tortoiseshell fur and deep amber eyes.

Appearance

Casey. Is. Tiny. She's small in every way. She stands shorter than most every cat. She doesn't have a lot of muscle and only holds a bit of fat. Despite that, she still looks very slender and her thin fur doesn't help that. Her pelt is so light that you can see some of her skin. The fur that barely coats her body is wavy and sleek. She boasts a tortoiseshell design, however, most of her pelt is black and you can just barely see the orange splotches that blend in with the color of her skin. She has tall pointed ears and a long rat like tail. Her eyes contrast with her pelt seeing as they are a deep liquidy amber.

Personality

Dependent ◈ Serious ◈ Shy ◈ Clingy ◈ Anxious
A lot of Casey's personality ties to her appearance. She's small and lacks a lot of fur. This shaped her to become a shy and clingy cat. She's very dependent and honestly hates being alone. She likes being at the hip of cats she's close to because being left by herself easily gives her anxiety. She doesn't much talk to anyone outside the barn and even then, she mostly talks to any kits she has and Charles. Her dependent and shy persona kind of conflicts with her much more assertive side. She's quick to anger but won't say anything about. Usually this is obvious when her thin fur sticks up and her rat like tail flicks uncomfortably. She's often serious and only laughs at a few things. Her sense of humor makes a lot of interactions awkward.

History

Casey, formerly called Italy was one of the children of two famed Cornish Rexes whose owners were breeders. One day as a kit, Italy roamed a bit too far from the nest and managed to get lost. She never saw her parents again, not knowing where to go from there. So she roamed the city with great fear of all the loud noises that the huge up walkers produced. She managed to get by with trash and remains until one day she found herself in a dark moving monster?? She managed to escape the the huge thing but found she wasn't in the place she was before. No more two legs..just trees and grass. A forest?

There she taught herself to hunt and avoid any predators by honing on her fleeing skills. However, she barely survived. Even if she could hunt, she wasn't good at it and most of the territory was owned by other cats. She ran and ran until one day she came across a barn. It was much quieter than the other places she had been to and it was filled with mice. There, she ran into a kind and welcoming barn cat who called himself Charles Maxwell. His generosity was unlike any other she had met before and he was one of the most kindest toms she had ever met.

Appreciating the comfort of the barn, Italy decided to stay and eventually became mates to the kind tom. The humans named her Casey and now she's always at the Hip of Mr.Maxwell.

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