◦•●◉✿ ᴄᴀʟʏᴘsᴏ ✿◉●•◦ | afab | | will grow to be 11 inches tall! | ⋆ | | ✿ ⋆ | | ⋆ | ✿ | ⋆ | | | | ⋆ | | | ✿ | i. heya! i’m @ZephyrFrisbee, a passionate roleplayer! i enjoy reading fantasy and adventure novels, drawing and writing. basically, i’m into all the creative works! i also play the ukulele and do horseriding. ii. she’s very shy, has selective mutism (research below), mostly a little cinnamon roll, but also is slightly discontent with her life. she won’t do anything about it, and will probably stay a kittypet her whole life. unless her sister /really/ wanted her to come live in the Clans, which probably won’t happen. I like that the possible names are people in Greek mythology, like Artemis, the moon goddess and Calypso, daughter of Atlas. iii. (+) appreciative, compassionate, goodnatured, sincere (=) folksy, mellow, moral, unsentimental (-) shy, aimless, anxious, asocial iv. calypso will have selective mutism, an anxiety disorder where she will stop speaking in certain situations, despite being perfectly capable of speech. it means for her that social situations will cause so much anxiety, she will find speaking impossible. Research Links: https://my.clevelandclinic.org/health/diseases/selective-mutism https://www.nhs.uk/mental-health/conditions/selective-mutism/ v. favourites: colour: peach prey: mouse weather: sunny hobby: collecting leaves. flower: poppy season: spring time of day: sunhigh word: conundrum smell: aspen wood and honey insect: bee reptile: iguana texture: fish scales sound: the clang of her metal food bowl as food is poured in. colour: periwinkle vi. roleplay samples calypso wandered her small home, feeling rather bored. was this all there was to life? she turned around and pushed through the kitty door, the flap making a familiar ‘swoosh!’ as it swing back. she jumped, startled as her long, bushy tail got trapped in the door. ugh. calypso tugged it out and continued on, up to the wooden posts that created a makeshift fence. she leapt on top, and thankfully the fence didn’t collapse under her weight this time. another kittypet who lived next to her strode across his fence on calypso’s fence, attempting to make conversation. calypso shied away, looking at her paws awkwardly. she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. he looked at her strangely, before jumping off the fence and padding back to his house. calypso sighed. what was wrong with her? vii. when the sun fades, the clouds darken to gray. the rain pours down like a river, forming new gullies in the landscape. viii. well, i think that’s everything! now i just have my fingers crossed. i would make a more extensive reference if i get the honour of getting her. :) ⇠ ────── {.⋅ credits ⋅.} ────── ⇢ design : @mysticgoldendreams layout : @avia--, with small changes by @ZephyrFrisbee art : @ZephyrFrisbee