Osprey is a small bundle of fluff, taking after her mothers fur type. She has long, wispy milk chocolate colored fur. Patches of bright white adorn her chest, neck and chin. Osprey has wide almond shaped eyes with a piercing blue hue. Her long whiskers jut from her muzzle, wobbling gently with each step.
LIKES || Puddles, playing, adventure DISLIKES || The dark, the cold, loneliness STRENGTHS || Problem solver, strong-willed WEAKNESS || Desires get in her way, oftentimes too quiet DREAMS || Too young for dreams FEARS || The dark, to be forever alone.
Osprey Is like a perfectly made paint mix of her parents which is almost chaotic in a sense. She possesses the hush and mysterious attributes of her mother, with the romantic undertones of her father. Sometimes her personality traits feel like a game of tug-o-war. She has the desire to desire, but rarely speaks her wants out loud. Instead, she builds her will, the romanticism in her blood allowing her to give chase to her desires while blurring the rest of the world. Her blindness to those in her way is considered selfish to many, but secretly she doesn’t care. Osprey is strong-willed, which can truly be a force when she wants something. Raising a white flag isn’t an option for Osprey. Despite her quiet and inward nature, when one speaks with Osprey she responds with a friendly tone and kind gestures. The more she grows the more she learns about herself and the things she wishes for.
Osprey’s life was made on a deal. Of course it was, as her mother Majesty was practically the mother of deals. Her father Fallowbreeze had gone searching for a family in hopes to ruin the rumors of him that had been brooding through Moorclan as well as have a family of his own. Three kits were born, Osprey, Kestrel, and Falcon - two of which were to be given to Fallowbreeze to live life in Moorclan if their leader would have them. What awaits her is yet to have happen.