MALOLO. wip

[prowler.]

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i am not a clan-cat of any nature, so my name doesn't abide to your rules. MALOLO.
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obviously, a male
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i've been on this trash-strewn earth for nigh on 36 moons
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depends, to some i might be called a rogue, but others might call me a loner
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i'm new here, but i know you won't easily conform me to any of your clans.
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malolo is a cat that believes in the tooth-and-claw nature that is life, he will use his survival skills to get by, personal beliefs are unimportant and serve little purpose to the sensible cat. therefore, he does not believe in the afterlife, nor karma, nor that there is any true set of ideals in the world, there is no "great plan" that all life follows, life just exists - it flows like a river, forever changing. and that's the way he likes it.
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malolo knew his parents by qween, his mother and anthem, his father. neither are present on fof.
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malolo has two brothers, fish, whom has perished long ago and rome, far off elsewhere in the world, where exactly, nobody knows.
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he has no lover, mate or kits
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with a crested forehead, malolo's features are noble and carefully shaped with a particular type of finesse typically reserved for creatures such as mountain lions. faint tabby markings of the darkest brown shades make themselves apparent on his face, a warm beige tickling at his whiskers and maw before dissipating to a creamy white at his chin. a faded red nose is the picture of perfection, lined with an inky black which rivals that which surrounds his optics. moving to his optics they gleam an exotic green, tinged with faint traces of yellow, this pool of colour in high contrast to the thick, dangerous splices of his pupils. silky auds are lightly tipped and add a regal elegance to malolo's handsome face.

moving to his physique, malolo's entire body is covered in thick, coarse fur which bolsters his size to an intimidating fortress, though somewhat making him appear, well, fat - though he certainly isn't. the pattern of his pelt is unusual, cow-like splotches of a light brown with darker brown tabby markings facing a pure, untainted white. in particular, he has a white marking on his lower back, his underbelly and paws - with the exception of his rear left foot, which is a dark brown - and his chest. just below his shoulderblades the tabby-brown and white mix, creating a light, sandy coloured tabby marking, this same unusual mixture occurs at the bottom of his neck also.

malolo's entire tail is a dark brown with black stripes, that same said tail is thicker than most felines, but also shorter with light flecks of silver-grey through the base of it. malolo's structure is lightly muscled, enough to show that he is wild, but not so much to show that he has ever led a particularly difficult life in said wilderness. he holds himself with a particular unfaltering dignity and a steely, challenging-yet-passive look is ever present in his eyes. softly spoken, malolo speaks with a lightly foreign accent, as if from far away islands, though this is impossible, it is lightly picked up from his mother - an escaped kittypet that was shipped from a breeding colony in fiji.
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malolo leads a no-fuss lifestyle, from the moment he wakes up to the moment he rests his head on the ground, the day is spent looking after himself. it is this that makes him an ideal loner, thoroughly selfish and somewhat elitist, malolo generally doesn't care for other cats, though he has always had a soft charm for she-cats and tries to be a courteous gentlecat toward females. he does not openly go out for trouble, but should it arise, malolo is more than prepared to take down a cat and immobilize them from harming himself, but would otherwise not needlessly take a life. not spiteful nor philosophical, malolo's life could be described by some as "overly simple" or utterly unfulfilling to others, not that this is cause for concern on malolo's part.

not caring of other cat's opinions, he knows how far certain cats can go and knows about the cruelties of the world, but takes the ideal of "not my business". easily intrigued, one thing malolo does enjoy is knowledge. he covets it and tries to store as much as possible in his brain as he moves throughout the world. as a good listener, malolo is not a cat of very many words, but if he ever does give advice, it is always sound and unarguable. a bit of a cynic, malolo is prone to using sarcasm if conversing with a feline he considers of "lower intellect" than himself. despite this however, malolo is generally courteous and placid, though seemingly devoid of any true ambitions, or so one may be led to believe.
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malolo is an adept hunter and can more than capably sustain himself on that skill alone. as a fighter, he is efficient and strategic, though not as fast or strong as others, he tends to use cunning to gain the upper hand. malolo has never been a feline for running, despite his elegant features which might suggest he would be, he has never appreciated the hurry or need to race through the forest and miss so much. with a large source of experience and knowledge, malolo is a sufficient climber and swimmer, but by no means is likely to be gaining any prizes for such.
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