Personality:
Calm, kind, gentle, caring, considerate
History:
Being born in a dark alley was not what Camellia's mother had wanted for her daughter, neither was leaving her alone in the world, but it had just happened. The small kitten was left in the world alone, her mother had been taken somewhere unknown. She sat under a dumpster, hoping for her mom to come back. But she knew she never would. Just to be sure though, Camellia made her home under that dumpster, leaving it for only two hours a day to hunt and one hour in the night to search for something comfortable to sleep on, though most days she found nothing but a couple old napkins and some teddy bear stuffing. She continued to search, one day finding a purple ribbon, she kept it around her tail for good luck. A sad old lady caught her looking for food in her trash one day and took her in. Sliding the purple collar around her neck and giving her the name Camellia. Camellia was indeed happy with her new name and home until three months later, the old lady died. Camellia ran away from the house, taking her small cat bed with her, finding the dumpster again, hoping her mother would be there but it was just another dissapointment. She stayed under that smelly green monster, hoping someday, someone would come find her.
Siblings:
None
Calm, kind, gentle, caring, considerate
History:
Being born in a dark alley was not what Camellia's mother had wanted for her daughter, neither was leaving her alone in the world, but it had just happened. The small kitten was left in the world alone, her mother had been taken somewhere unknown. She sat under a dumpster, hoping for her mom to come back. But she knew she never would. Just to be sure though, Camellia made her home under that dumpster, leaving it for only two hours a day to hunt and one hour in the night to search for something comfortable to sleep on, though most days she found nothing but a couple old napkins and some teddy bear stuffing. She continued to search, one day finding a purple ribbon, she kept it around her tail for good luck. A sad old lady caught her looking for food in her trash one day and took her in. Sliding the purple collar around her neck and giving her the name Camellia. Camellia was indeed happy with her new name and home until three months later, the old lady died. Camellia ran away from the house, taking her small cat bed with her, finding the dumpster again, hoping her mother would be there but it was just another dissapointment. She stayed under that smelly green monster, hoping someday, someone would come find her.
Siblings:
None