_{Almost gullible but in the innocent sense. Muse hasn't experienced much of the world since he enjoys his sheltered life. His mother never forced him to try new things. He didn't experience grass till his Ceremony of Light. He likes to keep to himself and do his own thing. It is because of this he believes in some odd things- monsters, for one. (Or the fact Noctis has to be some sort of deity.) He's almost kitten like in his behaviors. He's easily frightened by the unknown.} 

_{He was born to Earth Tribe Vendetta in a litter of three. He was the largest of all three kits. Though his mother won't admit to it, she was a bit startled by his appearance. Unlike his siblings, he often would not leave the den. He stayed by his mother's side constantly. He preferred to be carried around. Despite her best efforts, she could not get him to go outside. She did try quite a bit. Her siblings and even his god-father, Kinstu, wouldn't have been able to get him to go out. He was incredibly shy and afraid of everything. It wasn't until his Ceremony of Light that his mother had to forcibly drag him to attend. This was the first time he experienced grass. It was... interesting. A new and interesting experience. He asked his mother about this grass stuff. She said it was living. He frowned- living? He felt so terribly bad for stepping on it that he asked to be carried the rest of the way there. He didn't want to hurt it. He didn't want to hurt the grass. It was a scary experience. All the cats was overwhelming. He fainted, twice, but was revived by some stern licks from his mother. He received his tattoo- Water Tribe. What was... water exactly?} 

_{In Game History
TGB: Muse In Game History/Relationship Tracker}

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<sub>[Blue-Earth/Vendetta/ ET]
She attempted to pass by the somewhat large tom but from the corner of her eye she caught something. She had been a mother long enough to recognize the look. It was the 'something is amiss' look. A look she had failed to notice upon her mate's muzzle and vowed to never miss it again. A pain with a certain amount of weight to it. The kind a bird only realizes it possesses when its wings have been broken. She paused mid step and turned her head toward her leader. One of five she had known in her life time. She knew him but didn't really know him. She didn't know Kokkinos as well as she had known Zaeli or Rey. She regretted never truly getting to know Soren or Alcina. Despite all her years in Earth Tribe she hadn't managed to get close to him. Only a pawful of cats were truly known to her in here. She'd been meaning to change that. It would be hard though. 

There was something dangerous about it all. The last Earth Triber that she cared so strongly for had passed away. She'd never forget Conan. The older brother she'd never had. He had been her first and true friend in this tribe. She could recall the days in the old territory where he'd join her under her rock to just... talk. He had certainly made her feel at home and with his passing... Earth Tribe felt more like a stranger. She longed for the rock she had dug a burrow under in the old territory. How silly those days of her youth had been. How wondrous. How wild. She had truly lived under a rock! She still sort of did. She wasn't exactly the social type. It was hard to come by friends. She had so few left in this world. She recalled Ross who had tried to teach her to hunt. She remembered Kennith who learned alongside her. There had been so many friends who were now departed. 

Her mind couldn't help but fall upon Zarya. She'd never had the time to properly grieve. She recalled last seeing her when she was light with her second litter. She had been such a bright light in her life. She regretted not visiting her beloved friend more. There hadn't been enough afternoons filled with chattering. There wasn't quite enough mornings filled with her excitement. Last but not least, she regretted not thanking her. She hadn't eaten her the first day they had met! Well, there was that and the state of their friendship. She hoped Zarya had known how much she had loved her. The little sister she had always wanted...taken away with the rest. 

And... then there was Cas. Her heart skipped a beat at the thought of it. Despite the fact she was right next to Kokkinos she couldn't help but feel more alone. It was as if she was tribes away instead of mere inches. So many dear darlings robbed of their lives before their time. Yet, here she was. Still living. Funny, it almost felt like a curse.... She tried not to put too much thought into it. She tried to focus on the remaining friends and the new friends. Her kits, her adopted children, and all in all- her family. She would also put an effort into making new friends. She pondered if it would mend some of her broken spirit. 

It would take the world to fill the hole that made her incomplete. 

Sometimes, she couldn't help but wonder how deeply she cared for others. Did she really care for Sylvani and Aoba or were they merely placeholders that kept her being from shattering? It was these kinds of thoughts that kept her up at night. They bit the aching recesses of her guilty mind. A plague on her conscious. She did really care though. She cared so deeply for others. The exact same care a mother has for her kit. It was a care that she could not bring to herself. A sort of love. Perhaps some of it came from that empty nest feeling? Perhaps some of it came from Cas' disappearance? She knew for sure that at least part of it came from her upbringing. She had been abandoned at a young age.

Abandoned....

She never wanted another soul to feel that sort of crushing blow. The kind that drained your life of meaning. An insignificance. She had tried hard to make all her kits feel that they weren't alone. Had she not tried hard enough for him? Her stomach began to burn with slight indigestion. What had felt like centuries to her had been only mere moments. Her silver blue gaze staring into the somewhat empty space of her Silver's eyes. She wondered if it was some form of repentance to care so deeply about others. She wouldn't do what she was self-convicted of doing to Cas to others. She'd pay more attention. She'd bring comforting words. 

She'd be the rock of the world. 

She had been this way before but now with stronger conviction. She wanted to help others. For lack of a better phrase, she wished to mother the world. She just wished she could convinced herself that she was doing it for the right reasons. It wasn't all repentance but also general care. She couldn't help but care for the wounded stranger. She slowly rested her head under her leader's strong chin. "Are y-y-you all right, Silver? Did you not s-s-sleep well? It's quite all right.... I hardly slept at all either." She cracked a genuine smile.</sub>

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 _{- His iconic black mane is caused by him having black skin on his neck and down his back. (Giant Melanistic patches.)}

 _{- If he were to have kittens- it would most likely pass down- the black fur and the black skin!}

 _{- His face is very blank- as he lacks most of the nerves required to move it. (Congenital Defect.)}

 _{- Because of this- he looks grumpy all the time! He can express... but only a little.}

 _{- He cannot swim! He sinks.}

 _{- His voice always sounds a little condescending or sarcastic- he has no control over this.}