OOC II
Well, for the Castaways--I'm leaving character class out (you can guess from IC stuff, or if they want to say so, that's fair enough)
Humans
Storm (6'0")
Telemachus (5'10")
Dak (5'7")
Wick (5'4")
Half-Elves
Vendavel (5'9")
Lenelle (5'5")
Elves
Westin na'Belva (5'1")
Gnomes
Panatix (3'4")
Just to show how radically different the Explorers group composition is:
Humans
Aeryn (6'0")
Half-Elves
Jensen "John" Fawkes (5'11")
Elves
Zaryk na' Liluth (5'9")
Jex na'Kannon (5'6")
Annya an'Veila(4'10")
Gnomes
Garrick (4'0")
Odette (3'6")
On my cats -- I'm a little leery about the soft-sided crates (how durable are they? I do not want to deal with my cats ripping a hole and escaping, especially if we're at the vet side of the trip, since the vet's office is on a major, very busy street).
TV's name is because she's black-and-white (TV) .. you may groan silently now.
Autumn, Domino, and TV were all rescued together, and were probably a dump job in the middle of nowhere. When they were first found, TV & Domino were in transition with baby/adult teeth and so reliably placed at 4-5 months, while Autumn had all her adult teeth, and the theory is that she is mother of TV & Domino. Of course, when a calico cat is found in September, the name Autumn seems almost inevitable.
Circe was 6.5 years old when I adopted her. She'd been adopted once before and returned after a year, but now she is mine. Weirdly enough, as much as I love cats, I'm kind of "meh" when it comes to kittens.
Cosette showed up in front of my house on a really cold night, and my son had come home from work around 10pm. If you leave my house, there's a sidewalk that leads to the one that runs along the street, and there's a step down where the sidewalks meet. She was all huddled up against that, and he came in and said "There's a cat in front of the house, and it's crying, and it's so cold I think it's illegal for animals to be outside". Well, with four cats (at the time) I couldn't just bring her into the house, so we brought her into my garage. I set some food and water down, and started to make a litterbox using a plastic dishpan (by the time I set it down, the food and water was gone). Well, she then went in the box, and it was the most horrible peel-wallpaper-from-wall horrific smelling diarrhea ever. So, the next morning I called up my vet ... $200 later, I had a on-the-way-to-healthy cat whose age was estimated at 10-12 months. The kids were saying "We have enough cats, we can't keep this cat" ... I said "I just spent $200 on this cat, I'm keeping this cat". When she first showed up, you could see her ribs through her fur, she was missing a chunk of fur on her lower jaw, and if you know that chart for cat body type/weight, she was at the high end of "very thin and severely underweight" (category 1). She was named Cosette because I knew that that thin little waif was going to turn into a lovely lady cat (why yes, I do like Les Misérables).