Post by Deleted on Aug 18, 2016 14:36:42 GMT
Name: Nyx.
Desired Name: Night-stalker.
⦁ Prefix - 'night', named her for black coloured coat.
⦁ Suffix - 'stalker', her exceptional hunting skills, and/or due to her nature to latch on to others once a strong connection has been made.
Age: 13 moons.
Rank: Loner.
Allegiance: N/A.
Birth Moon: Blue moon, 2015.
Gender: Queen.
Appearance: A slender looking cat, Nyx is a small she-cat with with soft, short fur; her tail is long with a feather-like appearance. She has striking, amber eyes, with a jet-black coat.
Personality:
Nyx is a cynical character with a resentful attitude. She lashes out without fully understanding the consequences of her actions and has little respect for others. She is generally impolite, but noticeably recognises her approach to others is insensitive. She forgets to take others feelings into account.
Anyone seen as anything more of an acquaintance - close friends, family, ie - are characters Nyx relies upon as a means for happiness and stability - (she struggles to maintain a positive attitude). Companionship is mentally the best thing for her.
On occasion - though rare - she will show sympathy and kindness, a sweet parallel to her mothers gentle nature. Although influenced by her mothers soft approach, she still struggles to act in a similar manner due to a short-temper.
History:
Kit-hood, to adolescence - Nyx was born into an unfortunate environment. The house-hold was one would expect to be abandoned, left to rot and fall into disarray with no human care to watch over it. The walls were strewn with multiple stains, the floors fairing no better; rubbish was typically left to fester in every corner. You wouldn't believe that the house-hold was actually inhabited by humans - however, they had no intention of salvaging what was left of their home.
As expected, life was hard from day one. Food was scarce, water was hard to find, and not a peaceful day went by. Nyx, with her siblings, grew up in this bitter environment. Each day was harder than the last; a young human girl was the only one to provide support for Nyx and her family. The constant threat of the older humans returning home in a slurred, drunken mess, loud noises and screams echoing their presence was always a risk.
Suddenly, without warning, Nyx's life finally changed. The place she scarcely called 'home' was set ablaze, fire engulfing every inch of the place, eating away at the structure of the rotting house. Nyx lost what was left of her family on that day; her mother taken by the flames and her siblings lost, unable to be found in the smoke. All she could do was escape, survive on the rugged streets she once feared to roam, and regret being unable to save the ones she loved.
Nyx has continued on since the tragedy in hopes that her siblings have survived - wishing to keep the memory of her mother alive along the way.
Adulthood - Since she has found little luck on the streets, Nyx has chosen to live in the woods close to the two-legs place.