written by @straycatte. she/they mun & muse are 21+ Minors DNI

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stray ♱
cat

ㅤㅤdon't feed it, it will come backㅤㅤ

ㅤintroduction :ㅤ 'Cause I look for scarlet
And you look for ultraviolet
And we are exhausted by all this pretending
We just can't resist the violence.

Ears are the first thing one would notice about the miqo'te, far too large and from the looks of it she never grew into them. The second would be her striking silver eyes that stand out in contrast to her raven tresses.

I am what you made me.

One more mouth to feed.It was all her mother could think of, something she barely did for herself. She stared at the cooing babe and knew it was going to be a long time until she would be rid of this extra mouth.A mouth without teeth. Hands without claws. Completely defenseless, she thought.At the ripe age of seven she brought Cirice into the brume, her hand tight around the child's. She cast her blue eyes down to meet pools of silver. "Momma wont be gone long, chérie, find some kids to play with."She ruffled those large ears and took her departure, working to find her next client and drew in a deep breath. She would be better off, they both would be.that was the last time Cirice ever saw her mother.

age 6, 14, and 21.

The streets of the brume were no place for children, yet waifs were no uncommon occurrence. However, miqo'te were and she was no stranger to the racism and abuse.The few friends she did make, she held close and formed a loyalty to. By the age of fourteen she was participating in more than just petty crime to get by and found by a criminal organization.The promise of safety and food was more than enough to lure in the starving girl.

Dripping from the open mouth, I'll show you what you look like, from the inside. And I'll see you when the wrath comes around.

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after joining ranks with criminals, Cirice donned the moniker "moth" for her curious habit to leave the deceased creatures on the bodies as a calling card.

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She likes to burn shit a little too much and has a record of doing such.

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Crumble like a temple built from future daughters to wasteland when the oceans recede.

Arken Rennatta :ㅤfather.

She didn't know much of him, merely a poor description her mother gave her when she was a child.

Terran Rennatta :ㅤbrother.

She has no idea that he exists. Yet.

Isellia Rennatta :ㅤsister.

She has no idea that she exists. Yet.

Zurhi Vitiere :ㅤmother.

A known escort that lived within Ishgard's walls, Zurhi was last seen by her daughter when she "forgot" her in the brume. The last Cirice heard, she was dead.

Cyndamir Rennatta :ㅤsister.

She has no idea that she exists. Yet.

Ardra Vasnetsov :ㅤsister.

She has no idea that she exists. Yet.

Harper Delacroix:ㅤfriend.

She's given a few jobs with little questions to Cirice and Ciri always gets the job done without asking too many in return.

Sophie Saint-Saëns:ㅤfamily friend.

Sophie was a familiar face that worked with Cirice's mother and though she didn't know, she helped the girl survive during her times of despair.

Dae'll Bizro:ㅤfriend.

Dae and Cirice were coworkers before once upon a moon, they shared an equal hatred for their old shitty boss. However, the Stray will never admit to being grateful for that opportunity as it formed their friendship.

Crow :ㅤfriend.

Accomplice. Friend? Whatever you want to call them, Crow has become a familiar face within the Stray's life and she doesn't plan on getting rid of him anytime soon.

Lavender Almasi :ㅤfriend.

After trying to pickpocket the Viper, Cirice was spared her bite by some chance of luck. The Stray didn’t question it and thought it best she be a friend than foe, once she realized it wasn’t a trick of course. She now gathers secrets for the Trade Princess, as she believes the kindness shouldn’t go unpaid.

name :ㅤrelation.

description here.

They talk me through the damage, consequence and how it's a pain, they know, they don't understand.