Name: Rosealia (I prefer the eye as a rose) Gender: Female Pronouns: she/her Age: 19 Background: Rosealia was hated and neglected as a kitten, she grew up only knowing fear and depression. She had never seen daylight but she imagines what it could be like. When she was only 3, she injured her eye so badly that it was completely useless. Her owners only put a rose shaped eye patch on just so they wouldn't have to look at a half grotesque kitten, and they didn't even clean the wound. Years later vines start growing from the eye patch trying to encase her. But it could only grow so much, it couldn't even reach her tail. Now she has vines on her chest trying to squeeze her life out. Every time something like this happens she shuts down her mind. This would always feel like she was falling into a deep dark nothing. Numbness would overtake her and she would be gone into her own domain. It was only when she was almost an adult cat when she found happiness ( Sorry for the long background >.<)
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