Dune

Dune is a sweet molly, until you get on her bad side. She shows her soft side most of the time, she uses her beauty to her advantage. She loves kits and younger cats in general, and will just feel bad for them if they do wrong things. Dune is completely fine with violence. When she dislikes a cat, she will never shut up about it. She’ll complain behind the cat’s back or even to their face.

She is not afraid of a fight, and will fight for what she believes in. She believes in peace. She is always searching places for escape routes or traps. She usually gets annoyed at cats her age or older, but sometimes she doesn’t mind them. If she lets a cat stay and talk nonsense to her, it means she truly loves them. She's always wanted kits of her own, and it's one of her end goals in life.

Dune grew up as just Dune. A small, weak molly with nothing to her name. She has only a faint memory of parents, of a loving mother and father. They disappeared, leaving her to fend for herself as only a kit. Somehow, she survives. She trained herself everyday in the case something tried to kill or attack her, she would be ready for it. She’s most likely killed cats in her past, but she never really took the time to find out their names or any reason why they were fighting her.

Dune had always admired the clans and their ways. She yearned for a community she could thrive in. But she never got the confidence to go up to them and try to join. The day she eventually did, she was found and taken in by the Crimson Tides. She has no idea why they wanted her, something about her family, but she plays it safe. She doesn’t anger the guards *too* much for her to be killed. She’s seen other prisoners die because they fought back, so Dune stays careful. When she started as a prisoner, she nicknames herself different names that matched the clans and their names perfectly. She sometimes wished they were her true names.

Dune met a Crimson Tide cat one day, his name was Oathkeeer. They quickly became friends, sharing stories of their pasts. It wasn't before long the pair of them got crushes on each other. Eventually they have a heartfelt conversation and ofically becomes mates, and then a moon later Oath helps Dune escape. And against all odds, they survive and escape into the The Seashore. They hang out in the jungle, secure and safe for now. The pair of cats plan to join a clan for safety.

Dune is a strong light golden tabby with a sweet face. She has dull green eyes which stare into a cat’s soul if she looks too long. A small scar takes place from her nose to her chin. Her stripes fade into her light pelt and she is overall a beautiful cat. Under her her is scattered with small scars from past battles.

Dune's ears are soft and unscratched, and she wants them to stay that way. Her fur is clean and soft because she takes very good care of it; she prides herself on this.