♦ the merchant ♦
i will poison all your happy thoughts - i will love you like the ashes in my cigarette box - and if you're fine with that - you can be mine
name: starlingstreak
gender: female - she/her
age: 16 moons
allegiance: shadowclan
rank: warrior
orientation: aro-ace
young tortoiseshell cat with emerald-green eyes and long, thick fur. the majority of her body is black, with other ginger, silver, and brown splotches. while smaller than average, she's stocky and widely built, giving the impression that she's larger than she is.
starlingstreak deals in information. she lives surrounded by words and values the pen over the sword. she's friendly and outgoing, quick to form opinions and loyal to those she loves. but should you choose to pause and reflect, one may find that, despite her chattering, her words are skin-deep, her own sentiments smothered by a cacophony of noise. bound by nothing, lies fall as easily off her tongue as the truth, all spoken with an unmistakable melodic rhythm. she prides herself in collecting secrets, holding them close, offering them to the highest bidder and always for a price.