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my little Orphan bby Timmy for <333
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Name: Timothy (Timmy)

Nicknames: Timmy, Tim, TimTim, Little Tim, Brat, Thief xD

Gender: Male

Age: 4 years old

Rank: Orphan (low rank)

Breed: Savannah x American Shorthair mix

Personality Traits: {Feisty} {Quick-Tounged} {Happy-go-lucky} {Stubborn} {No respect}

[Feisty] coming soon

[Quick-Tounged] coming soon

[Happy-go-Lucky] coming soon

[Stubborn] coming soon

[No respect] coming soon

Family:

mother: Rebekah Williams (Thief)

father: Kole Clarkson (Thief)

siblings: none

History:

Some wonder where Timmy gets his incredible ability to pickpocket, but if you knew his story, it would be quite obvious,
seeing as both his parents were thieves. His mother, who was known as Bex, and his father Kole, were both thieves that
lived in the lower lands of the kingdom, full of scum bags, thieves, and beggars. One night as Kole was doing his normal
pickpocketing out in the streets, he bumped into, his paw reaching carefully into their pocket and lifting out their pouch of
coins. This cat wasn’t an idiot though, and soon realized what he was doing. The guards were called for, and despite Kole’s
attempts to escape, they captured him. He was soon after thrown into prison, where he met a gorgeous thief by the name
of Bex. Kole was so captivated by her beauty, that he promised that if she helped him escape, he would come back for her.
Rebekah couldn’t say she hadn’t fallen for him, so she told him she would help him escape the prison. As soon as Kole was
broken free and safe from the guards, he went back the following week to retrieve his lady, and together they fled to
safety, where they settled down and had a little boy named Timmy. The guards hadn’t given up searching for the two escaped
thieves though, and soon found where they had been dwelling. Kole and Rebekah knew that if they were to not go back to
prison, they had to flee to the Runaway islands, but they knew it was no place for a young kit. So as a last resort, the broken
hearted lovers dropped their beloved baby boy off at the Orphanage and disappeared forever. And so Timmy has grown up in
the Orphanage, with no one but his lovely caretaker Saph to love and take care of him.
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Relationships: (there’s no Love/Mate bullet because he’s so little |D)

Respect
Family
Acquaintance
friend
Best friend
Crush/Attraction
Dislike/Discomfort
Hate/Despise
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none yet

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Roleplay-Example:

Timmy lifted himself up onto his windowsill, a burlap pouch clutched tightly in his jaws. He crawled into his covers, his jaws
parting into a huge yawn, the little pouch falling into his lap. He grabbed the bottom of the pouch with his chubby paws and
flipped it over, watching the silver coins clink softly onto his quilt and counting them all one-by-one. “Yes! 5 silver coins” he
whispered to himself, his large green eyes lit up with a sense of pride. He scooped up the coins and piled them back into the
little sack, holding them close to his chest as he laid his head on his pillow. As he drifted off into a peaceful sleep, he dreamt
of all the things he could buy Miss Saph the next day.
______________________________________________

art and design(c) this girl >:U no touchy the fluff

Description
my little Orphan bby Timmy for <333
________________________________________________

Name: Timothy (Timmy)

Nicknames: Timmy, Tim, TimTim, Little Tim, Brat, Thief xD

Gender: Male

Age: 4 years old

Rank: Orphan (low rank)

Breed: Savannah x American Shorthair mix

Personality Traits: {Feisty} {Quick-Tounged} {Happy-go-lucky} {Stubborn} {No respect}

[Feisty] coming soon

[Quick-Tounged] coming soon

[Happy-go-Lucky] coming soon

[Stubborn] coming soon

[No respect] coming soon

Family:

mother: Rebekah Williams (Thief)

father: Kole Clarkson (Thief)

siblings: none

History:

Some wonder where Timmy gets his incredible ability to pickpocket, but if you knew his story, it would be quite obvious,
seeing as both his parents were thieves. His mother, who was known as Bex, and his father Kole, were both thieves that
lived in the lower lands of the kingdom, full of scum bags, thieves, and beggars. One night as Kole was doing his normal
pickpocketing out in the streets, he bumped into, his paw reaching carefully into their pocket and lifting out their pouch of
coins. This cat wasn’t an idiot though, and soon realized what he was doing. The guards were called for, and despite Kole’s
attempts to escape, they captured him. He was soon after thrown into prison, where he met a gorgeous thief by the name
of Bex. Kole was so captivated by her beauty, that he promised that if she helped him escape, he would come back for her.
Rebekah couldn’t say she hadn’t fallen for him, so she told him she would help him escape the prison. As soon as Kole was
broken free and safe from the guards, he went back the following week to retrieve his lady, and together they fled to
safety, where they settled down and had a little boy named Timmy. The guards hadn’t given up searching for the two escaped
thieves though, and soon found where they had been dwelling. Kole and Rebekah knew that if they were to not go back to
prison, they had to flee to the Runaway islands, but they knew it was no place for a young kit. So as a last resort, the broken
hearted lovers dropped their beloved baby boy off at the Orphanage and disappeared forever. And so Timmy has grown up in
the Orphanage, with no one but his lovely caretaker Saph to love and take care of him.
_____________________________________________

Relationships: (there’s no Love/Mate bullet because he’s so little |D)

Respect
Family
Acquaintance
friend
Best friend
Crush/Attraction
Dislike/Discomfort
Hate/Despise
______________________________________________

none yet

______________________________________________
Roleplay-Example:

Timmy lifted himself up onto his windowsill, a burlap pouch clutched tightly in his jaws. He crawled into his covers, his jaws
parting into a huge yawn, the little pouch falling into his lap. He grabbed the bottom of the pouch with his chubby paws and
flipped it over, watching the silver coins clink softly onto his quilt and counting them all one-by-one. “Yes! 5 silver coins” he
whispered to himself, his large green eyes lit up with a sense of pride. He scooped up the coins and piled them back into the
little sack, holding them close to his chest as he laid his head on his pillow. As he drifted off into a peaceful sleep, he dreamt
of all the things he could buy Miss Saph the next day.
______________________________________________

art and design(c) this girl >:U no touchy the fluff