Gender: Female
Age: 11 months, 4 days
Appearance: A baby blue eyed meerkat with a slim physique and small size, smaller than the average meerkat her age. She has an orange tint to her fur, but its more gray shaded on the upper part of her body. Her most prominent distinctive feature is a horizontal scar that goes across her right cheek, which she sustained in a battle for territory as a juvenile.
Personality: Very shy. It takes her a while to warm up to new meerkats, especially if they’re male, which she strongly mistrusts. She isn’t convinced they can be trusted until they prove themselves worthy. Despite her shy demeanor, she’s very compassionate towards the ill, injured, old, very young and emotionally distressed. She won’t hesitate to approach a meerkat exhibiting any of these behaviors and would willingly offer them some comfort or do what ever else she can to try to ease their pain. She adores pups, which is the only age group of her species she trusts immediately. If needed, she’d defend them with her life to ensure they would survive. She hates violence and getting involved in territory battles, but if she has no choice but to fight when violently confronted or if she sees a fellow member being over powered, she’ll fight fiercely to protect herself and her fellow mob mates.
History: She was born to an evicted subordinate female who was teamed up with a trio of males at the time of her birth. When Kirby was a little over a month old, the 3 males lost interest in the ambition of forming a mob and abandoned her and her mother to take to roving, leaving them to fend for themselves and to face a likely bleak future. Luckily, things took a turn for the better a few months later. Kirby and her mother joined up with 5 evicted females and 6 roving males, but shortly after they formed, a wild mob launched a preemptive attack, which resulted in Kirby becoming separated in the confusion. She was then found and viciously beaten by 2 large males, earning her the horizontal scar that permanently brands her right cheek. Sadly, her mother was killed by the dominant male of the rival mob in the war. When she was 8 months old, a roving coalition ousted all of the founding males. These males weren’t as kind and would torment poor Kirby because of her small size. Even the females joined in. They saw her as a weak burden to the mob and eventually chased her out. Currently, she wanders the Kalahari, searching for a mob that would hopefully accept her for who she is and not see her as a worthless weakling. Because she was bullied mercilessly, her self esteem is poor along with her confidence, so it’ll take some time for her trust her own species.
Subject: Kirby~ The Mistrustful Yet Compassionate Teenager 
Wed Jun 29, 2011 9:32 pm
Poor Kirby went through so much suffering during her puphood :C Life in the Tiny Kats will be much better for her :3 Sure, I like that idea. She and Splash will get along well :3
