Tawnygrove 🪴🌱

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tawnygrove (tawny) - she/he/they - norwegian forest cat - lesbian
{ a big, densely furred brown tabby with a white underbelly and green-amber eyes. often carries a cracked church bell and glass vials of plant and animal specimens }

born into a long family line of healers, tawny carries the torch for her ancestors as the next medicine cat of his province, currently working under her parents primarily as an herb gatherer. though she has certainly inherited their passion and zeal for medicine, she believes in alternative methods that most cats consider blasphemous against catkind.
ever since kithood, tawny has taken a huge interest in humans, and studies them fervently, believing that cats should have access to the same knowledge of medicine that they do. she is constantly experimenting with different herb combinations in the hopes of replicating them; she even at times uses insects and other living creatures such as frogs, or the venom from snakes. she also stores her ingredients in tiny glass bottles after having observed humans doing the same. (tawny also hates the term "twolegs"--they are humans!)

an eccentric, tawny describes themself as a botanist and chemist rather than a medicine cat. the cats around them see them as a bit of a lunatic, but they know someday they'll prove them all wrong. their current job as an herb gatherer allows them plenty of time for "goofing off" instead of working, as their parents would describe it, but someday they'll be needed as a permanent healer in their province--an outcome she dreads if she cannot uncover the secrets of human medicine before then.
while her passions may be off putting to many, tawny is cheerful, friendly and amicable with just about anyone, and loves meeting new people. laidback, he dislikes stuffy formalities and prefers to go by tawny instead of his full name. when asked about the bell he sometimes lugs around, he shrugs and says "it's an heirloom." (it's not; he stole it from a twoleg church.)

she's waningmoon's best friend since kithood; both grew up closely together and hold similar morals in adulthood, and get on amazingly well despite seeming so different on the surface.