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[b][color=FFCE3E]Name:[/color][/b] Nyatalie

[b][color=FFCE3E]Age:[/color][/b] Adolescent

[b][color=FFCE3E]Gender:[/color][/b] Female

[b][color=FFCE3E]Species:[/color][/b] (Galarian) Meowth✨

[b][color=FFCE3E]Ability:[/color][/b] Pickup (or Tough Claws if Pickup is too tricky)

[b][color=FFCE3E]Appearance:[/color][/b] Nyatalie is a totally normal Meowth! Sure, her brown spots might be really dark, her fur might grow in really fast and stays shaggy no matter how much she grooms it, and her coin might be the dullest you've ever seen... but [i]otherwise[/i], she's exactly the same as the rest of her sisters! Nyatalie does her very best to appear clean and presentable, especially in public. She has a bushy, cream colored coat that she keeps in check with various ribbons and ties. Her teeth and claws are really sharp, and the dark parts of her fur are black as ink. Don't point out that the coin on her head is dark, she's sensitive about it.

[b][color=FFCE3E]Personality:[/color][/b] Rambunctious and energetic. Once Nyatalie gets some momentum it's hard to stop her. However, she herself tries to rein in her energy. She tries to stick as close to the traditional depiction of Meowth as possible. Prim, proper, cute, polite. She finds it extremely hard to do so. A lot of the time she'll second guess herself, take something back, or restart something to do it "the right way." She is clumsy but always takes responsibility if something happens. Although her confidence level isn't the highest, she is a firm believer in "fake it 'til you make it."

[b][color=FFCE3E]Short Biography:[/color][/b] During the confusion of the mass refugee migration heading North to Cloudgate, a certain Persian found that once she and her family were safe inside the city, suddenly her four daughters had become five. At some point while the family was fleeing the Shade, they'd picked up another child. The mysterious kid was all covered in dirt and grime, but she looked and sounded just like a Meowth. When the Persian cleaned the kitten up, she found it looked like a Meowth too. While the Persian spent some time looking for the child's real family, they never turned up, and so the Persian adopted the Meowth and raised it as her own. Of course, this mysterious Meowth was Nyatalie.

Growing up in Cloudgate was pretty fun, when you're part of a family of five rambunctious sister-cats on the prowl. The Meowth sisters went everywhere together, and they liked to think they owned their little neighborhood. Their mother found steady work as a groomer and masseuse, calming the stressed out citizens and refugees of the town, so their family never had to worry about going hungry or keeping a roof over their head. Mom often said that Nyatalie was their good luck charm, because after losing their previous home they'd found a new one [i]and[/i] a new family member. 

Now as much as she didn't want to admit it, deep down Nyatalie knew that she wasn't exactly a [i]normal[/i] Meowth. She did look a bit different from her sisters. During the odd times when the siblings would fight, sometimes they would make low blows and point out these differences in detail. After all, their mother and the other four sisters all had sleek and shiny fur. Nyatalie's fur was coarse and grew too fast to easily tame. While they found it easy to appear graceful, elegant and aloof, Nyatalie always had an abundance of energy that made it hard to even sit still. Plus the coin on her head, the pride and joy of all Meowth, was completely lackluster. Those fights hurt the most. Once hitting her "teenage" years, Nyatalie began to feel more and more like she didn't belong, despite her mother's words promising otherwise. 

When Nyatalie read the posting for a new adventurer's guild, she snatched the paper up and brought it home. Maybe her "unique strengths," as her family put it, could be best utilized as part of a rescue team? Her mother and sisters unanimously supported this plan, figuring that Nyatalie could not only put her energy to good use, but also gain some inner confidence she sorely needed. With their blessings, she made her way to Sunlurch Square the next morning.

[b][color=FFCE3E]Move Set:[/color][/b] Growl, Fake Out, Hone Claws, Metal Claw

[b][color=FFCE3E]Equipment:[/color][/b] Absolutely nothing! (At the moment)

[b][color=FFCE3E]Other:[/color][/b] She doesn't know she is a "Galarian" Meowth, so she 100% believes she will someday evolve into a Persian when she's ready.
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