Jazz
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| JAZZ | ||
| Biographical | Birthdate | Year 0, Leo (Alive) |
| Gender | She-cat | |
| Affiliations | Current | Non-Clan (Eastern clowder) |
| Kin | Siblings | Foggy |
| Personality | Jazz likes to consider herself a free-thinker; she's a skeptic, goes against the grain, and doesn't waste time with meaningless pleasantries. This is all very surface level; Jazz really is just very rude and there's nothing so different about her. She's thought she was special since she heard her eyes were two different colours, a sure sign of being the main character. She's very sassy and snappy towards those she doesn't like, but those she does have to deal with how strongly she comes on. | |
| History | Jazz's parents died not long after she was born... or at least, she thinks they did. Nothing can really be for sure. Her sister had kits a couple months younger than her, so she spied on her teaching them how to hunt to learn. Her niece was believed to be the up-and-coming dominant force in the area, but she got cold paws and ran. Ages later, she returned with warriors to discover what was going on with the TNR cages, Jazz was uncooperative with Charshine's attempts to question her, and participated in Foggy's plot to drive the warriors away. When she tried to chase Peartree, the strongest one, into the road though, she nearly got hit by a car, and fell down some rocks. He helped her up, and she instantly fell in love with him despite his age. While that was happening, her nephew Charlie was captured by the humans and taken away. Jazz was the only one who didn't think the warriors were responsible for the kit being taken, and agreed to help them find him to get closer to Peartree. Peartree was married and didn't reciprocate any of her advances the whole trip, so it was a colossal waste of time, but they did get Charlie back... only for him to start liking the company of humans again! Jazz could never understand it; when the humans caught her, she was uncooperative until they let her out the window... But, as time went on, she started to let them pet her a bit in secret. | |
