╭───────────────────────╮ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀OTTERCHASE REFERENCE SHEET ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀late 2022 ╰───────────────────────╯ ⌇ NOMENCLATURE ⌇ ⠀◦ Otter: dense chocolate coat ⠀◦ Chase: affinity for play • Formerly: Otterkit, Otterpaw • Nicknames: Otto, Bud (Cinnamondust), Love/Dear (Thrashercloud), Otterkit (Waterracer) ⌇ GENERAL ⌇ • Gender: Tom-cat (he/him) • Orientation: Oriented (gay) AroAce • Rank: Deputy • Residence: RiverClan • DOB: 8/05/2021 • Marital Status: (kitty cat) married • Disability: Severe vision impairment (via congenital cataracts). Has light perception and can perceive some colours. Faces and shapes indistinguishable, much like a muted kaleidoscope. Photophobia due to mydriasis. ⌇ APPERANCE ⌇ • Weight: 6 lbs • Height: 6'' • (visible) Scars: ⠀◦ Flank (left, not pictured): Border scuffle (apprentice) ⠀◦ Muzzle: Fending off a fox with Greycloud (warrior) Otterchase has a rich, chocolatey brown pelt, sprinkled with snow-white speckles that run along his back and tail, like a stream of silvery minnows. His eyes are a soft, muted baby blue, obscured by a thick film of dense fog. Even in direct sunlight, his pupils remain dilated, round inky discs, that only heighten his goofy expressions, fixing a permanent look of kit-like enthralment and naivety to his face, a guise that tends to be greatly deceiving. Ideally, his caramel coat has a bitterly-soft texture to it, dense and downy in nature. However, to keep it in this condition requires dedicated maintenance, which Otterchase routinely neglects. It lacks any feasible consistency, spiking up at odd angles with gunk, smeared in cracked, dry mud. Torn leaves and petals cling to the undersides of his paws and snake up his legs. Broad patches of his pelt are deeply matted, with surviving sections of fleece still remaining between the crevices of his legs and paws, where the grit can’t reach, a benefit to having such a voluminous pelt. Protruding from his muzzle and above his eyes are magnificent sets of whiskers that reach out sillily from his spotty face. They aren’t fine or wispy, but strong, thick tendrils of keratin that respond to his sensory needs, moving forwards and fanning out at his leisure. He is a little feline with round, large ears that, similarly to his paws, appear too big for his head, as if they were designed for a cat of bigger bulk. But Otterchase makes great use of them. They’re intensely emotive, almost never keeping still, swivelling this way and that, even arbitrarily, alive as though they have pursuits of their own. ⌇ PERSONALITY ⌇ Otterchase is an affectionate little oddball with a lot of love in his heart, but if you ever find yourself on his bad side, you’re in for a whole world of trouble. He has a feisty spirit and an appetite for mischief, hot-headed and far too stubborn for his own good. To emerge victorious from an argument with Otterchase is an impossible feat. As far as he's concerned, he's always in the right. Otterchase doesn't exactly resemble a cat of his status. Despite his position as RiverClan’s deputy, he's absurdly childish in every sense of the word, seemingly always boasting a drive for play rather than work, fooling around like an exuberant kitten. He never seems to take his responsibilities awfully seriously, but those that do win his attention he finds quite fun, joyously bossing his clanmates about and teasing them with shallow threats. He can be disturbingly aggressive and violent when provoked, taking after his brother in that regard, blunt and cocky. He isn’t afraid to state things as they are and will gladly tell you to with conviction to stick it where the sun doesn’t shine. He actively endorses violence, and when all else fails, or he feels fancied, will with delight use it to get his way. Fiercely territorial as well as is passionate and prideful, Otterchase often digs himself in too deep, leaping into frays he can’t win without an crumb of hesitance, that others often have to yank him out of. He's frighteningly persistent and stubborn, and changing his mind once he’s set on something is a chore. Though his heart isn’t exactly full of gold, he’s a loveable rascal, prepared to defend his loved ones with tooth and claw. He’s alarmingly clingy to those he’s close to, following them around like their spotty shadow, sticking his nose into their business and berating them with questions and his eccentric tales of grander whether they like it or not. But at the end of the day, he’s content with just listening and being close to others as well, in their presence. He’s a big purrer, and a needy little thing at heart, liking cats to hold him close. Otterchase is always making his whereabouts known, whether that be for his tendency to squeal and yell given the slightest inconvenience, or unique approach to announcing his presence, ramming himself headfirst into his friends with no remorse. He doesn’t know personal space and will gladly clamber all over you to reach his
favourite fish, treating you as if you were a mere log, an obstacle to use to his advantage. He's whiny and melodramatic and will try and get what he wants with shiny kitten eyes. He knows who to suck up to and will only act innocent afterwards. His bravura and faulty filter frightens young kits, but these cats grow up to loose their fear of him, and in the rare occasion to love him, but more than often they and their peers detest Otterchase for blatantly mocking the warrior code, and all things honourable, chiefly because he’s next in line to lead. Otterchase doesn't give two hoots about what anyone outside of his select social circle thinks of him, and will gladly prance on, rubbing this in their face. Curiosity hasn’t killed him quite yet, but he’s had enough close calls for a lifetime. He can’t help sticking his nose where he shouldn’t, sinking his teeth into anything he get his paws on, without a care for repercussions. He likes chewing on and playing with all sorts, even your ears and tail if you let him. He’s terribly tactile this way - it’s his window into the world besides his nose and ears, which are often times clogged with other traffic. Though he is considerably brave, and heart-wrenchingly loyal, Otterchase will always have a fluffy, childish exterior about him, fostered by Hawkcrest and Cinnamondust’s coddling. He’s rather emotionally stunted - nothing is ever his fault, everything is almost always about him, and his choice reaction when unpleased is either a tantrum or the silent treatment. He has quite the foul-mouth too, and could recite every vulgar curse in the book, courteously of Hawkcrest. While not nearly as an egregious offender as his brother, Otterchase tends to generously pepper his sentences with profanities. He’s ill-mannered, hurdling into conversations without invitation, playing with his food, and licking himself where and when it really isn’t appropriate. Otterchase sticks to living in the present, and shows little interest in making long-term investments, or contemplating what the future might yield. As far as he’s concerned, he couldn’t be happier as long as he’s warm and has a full belly for the moment. Otterchase is all show and no go. His ego is massive, but easily bruised. He’s always craving attention and affirmations of his many talents, seamlessly exaggerating stories to gain praise or a fond lick on the forehead. Receiving very little comfort and praise from his parents, and even less so from Hawkcrest, he’s grown up desperate to earn affection. Dependent praise and company, he can become reliant on others, expecting them to make decisions for him and in some situations, is even submissive and frighteningly passive, though he’s a hard flame to quench, and will do everything in his power before cowering. It’s difficult to imagine someone so daft and maladjusted to be beneficial for their clan, and deputy is twice as ridiculous, but without Otterchase, RiverClan would be a very different place. His will to live spontaneously and smile in spite of tragedy is inspiring. His childlike charm and humour is infectious, and it’s hard to not have fun with Otterchase around. But leader might be a little bit of a stretch. ⌇ KIN ⌇ • Mother: Gingerwish • Farther: Falconblaze • Littermates: Hawkcrest, Glaciertrail, Applekit • Adopted sister: Dewumbra • Platonic partner: Thrashercloud • Daughters: Scampermizzle, Skiplodingpaw, Solsticeserein • Sons: Spiderpaw, Solacepaw, Sonderreign ⌇ EDUCATION ⌇ • Mentor: Cinnamondust • Apprentice: Driftspirit ╭───────────────────────╮ CREDITS ╰───────────────────────╯ Designer(s): @dxskhuskii (original), @shibastar, @fourdiirtypaws Song: Lay All Your Love On Me - ABBA
