Ms. Kittypet

Ms. Kittypet

Breed	Domestic Shorthair
Coat	Blue (grey) Classic Tabby with High White Spotting
Sex	Female
Rarity	Common
Occupation	Author under the pseudonym Erin Hunter
Eye Color	Green
First known sighting	April 25, 2024

Ms. Kittypet was named after the phrase “Kittypet” from the popular "Warrior Cats" series. She can be found at the Sanjing Brand Cat Club, and was first sighted April 25, 2024.

Behavior

Ms. Kittypet, a queen in her own right, held dominion over the food dispenser. With regal indifference, she'd wait, tail held high, for tribute to be offered. Patience, however, was a fickle thing for a feline ruler. Should the delivery of sustenance be deemed tardy, Ms. Kittypet wouldn't hesitate to turn her back and stalk away, disdain rippling through her fur.

Appearance

Ms Kittypet is a sleek shorthair, would have been a beauty in any Clan. Her coat, the color of fresh snow, was dappled with dark grey splotches that danced across her head and back, like fallen shadows. Her eyes, the green of new-leaf buds, held a spark of curiosity that gleamed brighter than the light pink dusting of her nose.

Sightings

April 2024

April 25, 2024: At 09:00 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet darted towards the strange, twoleg contraption overflowing with unknown prey. This was her morning ritual, a solitary meal stolen from the edge of their territory.
April 30, 2024: At 06:32 PM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet was seen. Unlike the wild cats who stalked prey under the cloak of darkness, Ms. Kittypet preferred the gentle glow of evening for her meal. Tonight, the twolegs had filled her dish with a particularly enticing concoction, its aroma wafting through the air and tickling her whiskers. With a satisfied purr, Ms. Kittypet settled down to enjoy her well-deserved dinner.

May 2024

May 01, 2024: At 03:37 PM (LFT), a she-cat, not of the Clans, emerged from the undergrowth. Ms. Kittypet, as some called her, a name that held the tang of a different life.
May 03, 2024: At both 10:01 AM (LFT) and 05:06 PM (LFT), a familiar rustle disturbed the morning and afternoon peace. Padding into the clearing, sleek and well-groomed unlike any Clan cat, was Ms. Kittypet. Her fur, the color of sunlit pebbles, seemed to hold the warmth of dawn. With a practiced flick of her tail, she made a beeline for the feeder.
May 06, 2024: At 06:27 PM (LFT), the sound of movement rumbled across the clearing. Twolegs were about. Ms. Kittypet, unlike the wild loners and Clan Cats, was use to the comings and goings of such beings. Unamused by the disruption of her evening, she thought she ought to share her thoughts. Approaching one such twoleg, she let out several meows. The twoleg meowed back. Though the sounds did not stop, Ms. Kittypet did receive a scratch behind the ear.
May 09, 2024: At 07:27 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet stalked the grass towards the feeder. Scents of the clearing filled her nostrils. Another cat was present. An obstacle. Her tail twitched in annoyance as she approached a white and orange tom. The fur on the back of his neck stood on end as he rose to his paws. Ms. Kittypet, pressed forward. Upon seeing that there was no food, she sat beside the feeder and waited. The tom soon introduced himself as Brother Gentle. Deciding that there was nothing there for her, she left.
May 10, 2024: At 11:15 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet's ear twitched, the white and grey cat sat at the feeder. There had been kibble in the bowl but there were too few to fill her rumbling stomach.
May 13, 2024: At 09:50 PM (LFT), it was noticed that the darkness of the clearing may have been daunting for others. Though Ms. Kittypet had keen senses and confidence. She looked out over the grass as she lay on the feeder. Her stomach rumbled.

June 2024

June 07, 2024: At 09:09 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet stretched her paws, feeling the grass under paw. She lay upon the earth. The sound of kibble and treats rang out through the morning air. The grey and white cat rushed to the bowl and ate her spoils.
June 08, 2024: At 07:51 PM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet rested upon the feeder, enjoying the evening air.
June 09, 2024: At 09:28 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet sat with an air of dignity. She ignored the kibble that had been donated. The only food that could satisfy her was chicken.
June 10, 2024: At 07:26 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet huddled at the feeder expectantly. Patient, she watched and waited. Food would arrive. Her hunger would be sated. Chicken alone can save this cat.
June 11, 2024: At 02:51 PM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet's ears twitched with annoyance, the bowl of the feeder was empty. She padded out of the feeder and rolled onto the ground. The scent of the clearing filled her senses. She had hoped that there would be food waiting for her. She rose to her paws one more and she wandered back onto the feeder floor to wait for kibble.
June 14, 2024: At 07:50 AM (LFT), irritation pricked at the cat's paws. She had found herself at the edge of the territories once more, hoping to find food. Ms. Kittypet pawed beside the feeder. She waited expectantly. The kibble would usually appear swiftly. This had not been the case. Curling her lip, she stomped onto the feeder and looked into the black dot behind the bowl. An impatient look in her eye.
June 19, 2024: At 08:31 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet sniffed the air. The scent of an unfamiliar cat caused the fur on shoulders to raise. A broad ginger tom sat upon the feeder. She flicked her tail in annoyance. He blinked slowly at her and introduced himself as Brother Demetrius. Brother Demetrius looked down, avoiding her gaze. Upon asserting her dominance, he left.
- Hours later at 06:48 PM (LFT), she was unimpressed by the clear infringement of her territory. Ms. Kittypet sat at the feeder. She watched with narrow eyes, stomach rumbling. They grey and white she-cat may have been standing watch but she was also starved.
June 20, 2024: At 04:37 PM (LFT), it was noticed that there was something different about Ms. Kittypet. The collar that once shackled her to the twoleg life now gone. Now she was one step closer to the warrior's path. She was even so bold to stake claim to the feeder, butting out the rogue known as The Suit.
June 24, 2024: At 10:02 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet sat at the feeder. Waiting. Stomach rumbling. The pattering of kibble hitting the plastic of the bowl was enough to make her salivate. Both chicken and kibble fell in front of her.
- Returning for the evening at 06:11 PM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet crossed the clearing. She stretched and laid beside the feeder. The evening air a cool relief from the afternoon heat.
June 25, 2024: At 07:53 AM (LFT), Ms. Kittypet strolled through the clearing passed the edge of the territories. The sun bore down upon the grass and warmed her fur. She lay upon the feeder and looked to the bowl for food. Receiving the kibble, she scarfed down the donation.
June 28, 2024: 03:05 PM (LFT) Ms. Kittypet stared at the full bowl. Though she usually passed the clearing to dine at the feeder, she was much more content resting her paws. The sunhigh heat beating down on the earth below. It was hard to resist the call of sleep.
- 08:34 AM (LFT) Ms. Kittypet stared at the feeder bowl. It was empty, her stomach growled. She waited for food to be donated. The clearing felt lonely.
- 10:07 PM (LFT) Ms. Kittypet stared at the camera and then to the bowl. Sadness clouded her eyes.
June 29, 2024: 09:33 AM (LFT) The scent of the clearing filled her nostrils. Ms. Kittypet strolled about the clearing. She blinked sleep out of her eyes. The feeder was a welcome sight. Her delight was cut short. An empty bowl greeted her.
- 06:23 PM (LFT) Ms. Kittypet swished her tail as she looked into the feeder. She reached into the feeder and ate scraps. She licked her jowls and sat upright. Her ears twitched. A strange grinding caught her attention. Kibble fell from the feeder and into the bowl. Swift and eager, the tabby snapped at the meal. She rose to her paws; another successful hunt. Though this wasn't the end of her dusk patrol.
- 06:30 PM (LFT) Ms. Kittypet sniffed the air, the scent of strange cats filled her nostrils. She stopped a paw's length away from the feeder. The feeder posed too much a threat with rival cats in the area. She turned and licked her fur flat. The rustling of grass made her ears twitch. Slow, she crept towards the sound.
- "…" exclaimed a creature. Ms. Kittypet blinked. Caught off-guard by a black and white Tom she had come to know as "The Suit". She let out an affectionate 'mrrp'. The Suit shook grass off his head and the pair parted ways.