maskedpelt
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SEQUEL of the cult[M0n:-1100]
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Post by maskedpelt on Feb 9, 2011 15:39:11 GMT -5
- Name: Coal
- Gender: Male
- Species: cat
- Age : 32 moons
- Closest breed: resembles a small, scaled-down version of a black Panther.
- Picture URL (if applicable):
- Physical description (if no picture is available): Aditional: Black bird-like wings.
- Status: Outsider
- Rank (if in a colony): Outsider
- Personality: Grouchy, he's been wounded deeply by someone in his past--betrayed. He tends to prefer being alone and will try to drive off any cat who tries to be friendly. It would take someone who is persistent, patient, loyal to a fault, caring, loving, and kind, to break through his rough/tough exterior to the gentle,loyal, loving cat that's buried far below the surface.
He's hard on himself, but he knows how far he can push himself before he gives out. He used to be a friendly, considerate cat who enjoyed others' company, and cared deeply about his friends, but since the event that shattered his trust in others, he's been closed up, keeping others out.
- History: Born part of a litter of six kits, three girls-- Storm, Wind, and Rain-- and three boys-- Fury, Darkness, and Coal. They were born to a loner mother in a far away land; their father was a housecat who had gotten out one night. From the first, their lives were hard, and their mother left them as soon as they were old enough to care for themselves. Slowly, one by one, they drifted away from their first home and drifted apart. Wind and Rain stayed together--Wind was blind and Rain was deaf-- the others left separately to find their own homes.
Coal found that he liked the adventure of traveling, and wandered near and far for several moons. Everywhere he went, he made friends, and his life was wonderful. Then, as so often happens, he met a she-cat. For a few moons, everything went smoothly, he had everything he could have hoped and dreamed for. Then chaos struck.
The she-cat was part of a small group of cats that caused trouble in and around their designated territory. The she-cat had seen him wander into their territory and had decided to play him along. Handsome as he was, it wasn't hard. She strung him along beautifully. Several of his friends came to visit the "happy couple". And when the she-cat and her companions decided the time was ripe, they turned on Coal and his friends.
The fight that ensued wasn't really a fight--it was more of a slaughter. Most of Coal's friends died that night, and those that surrvived, fled, never to be seen or heard from again. The she-cat told Coal that it was his fault the slaughter occured as she and her friends backed him into a corner. He was supposed to have died that night--the cats did not believe that he would be able to fight after hearing the news and seeing the slaughter, but fight he did, and he escaped.
He never looked back, never turned back, but kept on going. He did not realize that the she-cat and her friend were hunting him--at least, not until the next betrayal....and the next, and the next, and the next. It was a viscious, never-ending cycle. He would meet a cat, become friends, and when his guard had been lowered, the new friend would turn on him, leading the she-cat and her companions to him. The final straw came when he met another she-cat. Her name was Pitch. They fell in love, became mates, and had kittens. Then Pitch led the she-cat to their den. His kits slaughtered, his mate having betrayed him, he fled once more, and this time, vanished for good.
He traveled for several months before he reached the colonies. And here, this sojourner just might stay....
- Relationships: None anymore, but if someone took the time.....?
- Other tidbits: Perhaps a little romance and/or friendship in the near future?
He's had the wings since he was born--he was the only one of his litter to have them.
- Code symbol from the rules: &+
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Post by }xx.£eaƒm∞n , , on Feb 12, 2011 11:54:26 GMT -5
Accepted!
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