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Name: Cryus

Kit-Name: Storm

Gender: Male

Age: 24 Moons

Tribe: Fire Tribe

Rank: Adult

Profession: Warrior
Ability: Secondary
Skills: 7

Family

Mother: Vanice

Father: Glasik

History:

14 moons before the pilgrimage, Cyrus was born as the single kit of Vanice and Glasik. He was born a sick kit and his parents were unsure of if he would live or not. As the days past his health became better and he began to play around, always swiping at his parents' tails and pouncing on them in their sleep. His Father would always bring back fresh kill for Cyrus and his mother and would always play around with Cyrus before sleeping. After Cyrus was a couple moons old, his father took him out to show him a small bit about hunting. He tried teaching Cyrus the hunting crouch. Seeing his father in the hunter's crouch, he tried to copy him, but seeing as he was only a few moons old, it wasn't as easy as it looked. After they went back to their small enclosure, he tried working on his crouch some more, his father noticed this and complimented him on getting it better. After about two moons Cyrus caught a mouse. The mouse was old and slow but he didn't care, he showed his parents and they were impressed saying how proud they were of him.

At about 6 moons, During the night, Cyrus heard a noise, looking through a bush, he saw the silhouette of what looked like a cat. Checking to see if his parents awake he began to follow the cat. The cat looked injured and was limping, Cyrus saw this and continued to follow thinking that if this cat was injured, it shouldn't be able to do him much harm. Using his best crouch, he continued following the cat up until, at one point, the cat collapsed. Cyrus walked closer to the cat checking if it was alright, upon closer inspection he saw that this cat was a white and orange she-cat and had a deep cut on her side. Cyrus was told by his mom that cobwebs could be use to help stop bleeding. Running up to a bush he found some cobwebs and pressed them on her side. The she-cat became conscious as he pressed the cobwebs on. She got and and hissed at him, then winced in pain as she fell back to the ground. Cyrus told her to calm down and that he was only trying to help as she was getting back to her paws. She noticed how young he was and fell back down. Cyrus remembered a bit about herbs that helped fight infection and quickly went over to the patch of herbs not too far from there. When he got back the she-cat was still laying there staring into the forest and seemed alert. Cyrus gave her some Cervil to help stop infection. She stared at him for a moment then took the Cervil chewing it to get the juices out. Cyrus then went towards a patch of leaves, made a small nest and went to sleep. The next morning the she-cat was gone. Cyrus wondered where she went, but thought that if she's walking around, she'll be fine.

At about 10 moons, while Cyrus was walking by the river with Vanice, he walked too close to the edge and slipped into the river that had recently flooded from a storm a couple nights ago. After he fell in he was panicking because he couldn't swim, and the water was very high after the flood. Panicking, he tried desperately to swim with no avail. Drowning, he couldn't reach the top and get any air, his lungs were screaming for the air and forced him to inhale, but instead of air, he ended up getting his lungs full of water. Desperately trying to swim he just barely got his head above the water and got in a short breath before going under again. Then he noticed a dark form coming towards him, Vanice was swimming towards him and grabbed the scruff of his neck with her jaws. Being pulled out of the water and onto the shore, Cyrus coughed up water and breathed in the air his lungs screamed for for what seemed like eternity. Vanice was next to Cyrus asking if he was okay, and when he said he was fine they ended up going back.

During the pilgrimage into the tribe’s now previous territory, Cyrus was about 14 moons. While his parents had planned to go with the tribes, Cyrus had gotten sick with Greencough, his parents ended up catching it and his father ended up getting it much worse than Cyrus and his mother. His mother told him he'd be fine but his father wasn't able to eat without vomiting and his condition was getting worse. After a forth of a moon after his father got greencough, he ended up dying, leaving Cyrus and his mother deeply affected. Cyrus couldn't believe that his father, who was the only other family member besides his mother, had just died of sickness. Cyrus had never experienced the death of anyone and since it was his father who died and was even more devastated than if it were just a friend. It took another half a moon for Cyrus and his mother, Vanice, to recover from the illness and by then, they believed it was too late to join the tribes.

Cyrus and his mother lived together for the next several moons usually hunting together, eating together, and sleeping together, they were very close since Glasik's death, even more so than they already were. Cyrus thought, as long as he and his mom were together, he'd be ok. Unfortunately one day, while running through the woods to find a hunting spot, Cyrus spotted a fox and stopped. Vanice didn’t notice and continued running, the moment she saw it she froze in terror 2 tail lengths away. The fox had noticed her too and had attacked her swiftly biting into her throat. Cyrus watched in horror as the only other cat he knew had her neck snapped and was killed before his eyes. In fear he crouched down and hoped the fox wouldn't sense him. The fox hadn't noticed him and walked off in the other direction leaving Vanice's body behind and Cyrus in ruins. After the fox had left Cyrus went up to his mother's lifeless body in hopes that she would still be alive. She wasn't breathing and her eyes were glazed. Pain and sadness welled up in his heart and he spent the following day grieving by his mother. When the day was over, gloomily got up and went in search of food.

For the next few moons after his mother's death, Cyrus had eaten less, and slept more. He was depressed and deeply affected by his mother’s death for a long time after. Nothing seemed real anymore, his life was pointless. Slowly the wounds of her death began to heal slowly and he was back to hunting, his life became meaningless and hard though and all he did was the necessities of life, sleeping, hunting, eating, and every now and then hiding from predators.

Later on, he noticed a group of cats coming through. He also noticed that there were a couple of cats who were joining them along the way, after asking another exile he found out they were the tribes. Seeing as, other than his mother and father, he hadn’t really known any cats and wanted to find out more about these tribes. He walked up to the group and after talking to a few of the cats he soon found himself interested in joining one of these tribes to have some meaning in his life, and soon after, he ended up becoming a part of Fire Tribe and getting his tattoo.

Personality

Cautious | Quiet | Lazy | Short-tempered | Impatient


Cautious
Always thinks that something bad might happen, he does not like going into something without knowing what he’s getting himself into, especially cautious when around other cats that he doesn’t know. Unless he knows who you are, he’ll probably keep his space. Because of how when his mother died, it was because of her not being cautious and just running into the fox, he didn't want to have the same fate and now can't really begin to like anyone unless he begins to talk to and learn more about them and their personality.

Quiet
Not really up for talking to others too much. He’s a really quiet tom and doesn’t really voice his opinions when there’s trouble or anything that him talking would be valuable. Because he only knew his parents, he only really talked to them and there wasn't really much to talk about when you do nearly everything together, now that he's with other cats, he doesn't really know what to say. He hasn't talked too much in moons so he has the habit of being quiet.

Lazy
After living with such a small number of cats for the majority of his life, Cyrus didn't really have to work so much. The majority of the time with his family he was just relaxing and having fun until his parents died, then all he did was catch at most five mice a day. At first when joining Fire Tribe, he wasn't used to helping feed a whole tribe and couldn't believe all the work he had to do. He's still gradually getting used to it.

Short-tempered
While living alone, everything he thought was right and no one could ever prove him wrong, he never had to argue with anyone and was simple headed. Because of this he hates it when people disagree with something he thinks is right, but doesn’t really do anything when they try to argue with him, he just stares at them in an angry way if they aren’t specifically talking to him and they’re just in a group, but if someone’s talking directly to him, he would just grit his teeth, tell him his opinion on the matter, scratch up the ground, and try to get on with whatever they might’ve been doing.

Impatient

In Cyrus's life, whenever he wanted his parents to do something, they would usually do it for him when he asked them too and not make him wait, and vice versa. When he was alone, he could just do anything he needed by himself without waiting for anyone or asking anyone to do it for him with the possibility of wasting time waiting for them to do it. Now that he's in the Tribes, when he asks someone to do something, if they tell him in a little while, he'll probably just end up doing it himself. Probably won't like it, but if he has to wait for it to be done, he'll probably just go and do it himself.

Relationship Tracker

Heartchart coming soon!



RP Example:

Darkness crawled over the forest sky as thunderclouds rolled in. Neko was bathing in the sun when the clouds blocked its refreshing spring warmth. Startled he looked up and heard the rumble of thunder in the distance. Fear pricked his pelt, his blue eyes glazed with fear as he remembered the ferocity of the storms in this part of the forest. “I’ve got to find somewhere to shelter” he thought frantically after seeing lightning splitting a tree in the distance. Realization came into his thoughts as he knew he didn’t have any time to hide and had to face this storm head-on. Then it hit. Like a wall of rock the wind bursts through, knocking Neko off his paws and sending him gliding. Letting out a screech of alarm Neko was pushed through the air by the powerful winds that seemed to be tearing the forest apart. “somebody help me” he yowled, though he couldn’t hear his voice and lighting streaked across the sky blasting a tree a few tail-lengths away from him to shards sharp as rock. “I’ve got to get out of here* he thought as another swift gust of wind forced him to his belly. “OW!” he screamed as a white stone the size of a small pebble came from the sky and hit his pelt on his side where his striped black and gray fur was drenched in the rain and nearly coming off in the wind. “What am I supposed to do, how can I get away?” he thought frantically, his wide brilliant blue eyes stretched wide with horror. He looked up to the clouds and saw the pale outline of a cat in the sky. “Come with me,” he heard her say but not seeing her mouth move, “why can I hear her if she’s not talking” he thought as he realized he couldn’t feel the wind or the hard pound of the white sky-pebbles on his pelt. Then he looked around, the storm was still raging and the air was still flashing with lightning. Then he turned to the she-cat that called him earlier, her face full of compassion as she looked upon him. She seemed familiar but he couldn’t quite figure out who it was. “Hi Neko.” She said, her voice full of love. Then he realized who it was, her loving voice, the compassion, the way she looks at him, how she called to him. “Your my mother…” he said gazing at her with a sight of surprise, “but… that’s not possible, you died when I was a kit.” She stared at him with sadness clouding her deep blue eyes. Then she pointed with a flick of her tail towards the ground behind him, he looked back and saw the lifeless body of a cat, blood flowing around him and a gash on his side and when he looked at the cats head, he saw a dent in the skull with blood flowing out of glazed sightless eyes. Neko stared at the body in horror, his body started trembling. He understood now. His sorrow-filled blue gaze went back to his mother, “Come with me,” she mewed again, her sad piercing blue eyes met his and he stopped, ”it’s time to come home” padding after her, he left the body, looking back one last time he saw the storm let up and a sliver of a rainbow appeared over the trees. Not knowing what happens next, following his mother, he left.

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