Description
GENERAL INFO
Name: Mashed Potato
Species: Chiot
Gender: Female
Age: 27
Birthday: October 2nd
PERSONALITY
Mashed Potato is a hard headed woman who follows her own steps...and loves her bright pink lip gloss. She isn't one to have someone tell her what to do and for her to simply comply, you must earn her respect first. Which by the way can be hard to get. Once you get to know this headstrong female however she can actually be the most funniest and lighthearted chiot you will ever be around. While she may be comedic she knows how to be serious and will easily put any chiot or creature in general, in their place if they cross the wrong paths with her.
Potato also has an incredible high self esteem, she acts positive and confident most of the time when she speaks. Making sure she can be heard and understood. Her favorite thing to do is to pass on some of her high self esteem to other chiots in need of some. Nothing makes her more angry than a chiot who doesn't believe in themself or see themself as less than another.
HISTORY
Mashed Potato had a really nice childhood. Her and her brother, Oyster, would play and run around their family’s little area in the forest. They didn't have a house per say but a small spot in the forest they called their home. They slept curled up together on straw matts and collected water in large leaf baskets their mother would craft. Their father would go out hunting and bring back little creatures for them to eat, snuffler was rare for them for it was hard for him to take one down on his own despite how strong he was. As they both grew up they were taught how to fend for themselves by using the forest to their advantage. While her brother excelled easily in flying Mashed Potato had trouble. Her thick cotton ears were not picking up the wind as easily as her brother’s sleek pointed ones. Because she wanted to be just as good as him she practiced by jumping off high tree branches and attempting to glide her way down...of course this didnt go too well and she ended up breaking her right arm twice and her left leg another time. But those injuries didnt stop her and she continued to practice. After years of trial and error she got the hang of it and now can fly at great heights and speeds.
Her experience with flight training really impacted her life since most chiots flew and a grounded chiot could be a dead chiot at the wrong moments. As she grew older, and started going into town more, she decided to give little flight lessons to chiots who believed they weren't capable of flight or were too scared to try. This was all done during her free time of course~
LIKES
Compliments
Exercising
Lip gloss (especially flavored)
Drinking
Teaching
Fluffy Chests
Short chiots (well shorter than her at least)
Sparring (especially with her older brother)
Red Roses
DISLIKES
Most non-alcoholic drinks
Low self-esteem
Being grounded (as in not able to fly)
Frost
TITLES
N/A
OTHER INFO
-- She has an Irish accent
-- 41cm
-- Adores teaching chiots of all ages flying techniques
-- Likes flying through thunder storms~
-- Very good at hand to hand combat
-- Knows how to wield a sword
-- Very protective of those she has come to like
-- She’s actually apart of another exploration group started up by a dear friend of hers along with her brother and two of their other close friends.
-- Enjoys spicy food..even though it literally turns her face red
-- Prefers being with girl chiots...in other words she is lesbian.
-- Her history may seem a bit bland but I have yet to finish it bare with me quq