Miko
Feline
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Roleplayed by - HELI
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Miko
Jun 27, 2012 18:39:29 GMT -6
Post by Miko on Jun 27, 2012 18:39:29 GMT -6
name; Miko gender; Male age; 3 Years Species; Cat/Feral
quick appearance; Large handsome golden tabby tom-cat with deep personal blue eyes. personality; Loyal and charming with first glance, Miko is a lady killer always impressing the girls. However that is just a mask, deep down his heart will only belong to one she-cat Kiara. Miko is social and enjoys meeting new animals and does his best with maintaining those friendships. However regardless of what she-cat will throw at him he will not allow a friendship to pass that.
With animals not of feline blood he is slightly put off but is willing to be kind to them and talk merrily with them as well. However he is not a friend to rodents and will eat them before daring to befriend them.
family; Kiara - Mate; Left him after a bad alley fight that resulted with the death of her brother. Unknown kits- Kiara was heavy with his kits and he has never meet them. history; (1st POV) I remember very faintly the smell of milk an the look of a pretty orange tabby she-cat. No male scent was in my suckling den, I did however have a sister I often nudged, but I never knew her.
I remember playing with my mother whom seemed so sad, I never was kind enough to ask why she was so sad. I had better things to do. Once when I was still on my mama's milk a little pink furless thing came up to my nest. Mother purred in greeting and aloud it to pick me up, at first I squeaked and fought against it and quickly learned I must be nice. The pink thing hit me on the nose and rather ticked me off. I later learned the pink thing was a human and cruel to me.
When I was old enough to eat solid foods my mama left me. Well more like I left her, another pick person came to me and picked me up. I knew better than to fight and let her carry me. She took me away from my mother, I try not to remember those sad and lonely nights.
I grew up with his lady-human. She was nice to me but didn't bother to take me to a vet ( a word I learned from a neighbor cat) which I was glad for. I never wanted to be a fat lazy no-longer tom-cat.
One night the lady brought home a strange person, at first I was weary and hissed when he came close. The lady was upset with me and threw me outside in the rain. I cried for what felt like days until I was annoyed and cold, I quickly found my way into an alley. A pretty calico she-cat saw me and save me, but she also stole my heart.
Her name was Kiara and I loved her at first sight. She was cheery and lovable, she taught me everything about the streets, along side her brother Rags. He was scrawny and I never understood how he made it past kit-hood. None the less I found my place, Kiara by my side and Rags at our tails. It was fun and an amazing time, Kiara and I fell so madly in love, planned our kits and even joked of finding a permanent home, somewhere we could be happy with out familly.
That all changed one day, that day was bright and happy. I woke Kiara with a loving nuzzle as she nipped at Rags to get up. I went looking for food, an alley mouse was normally good for Rag and Kiara knew how to con her way into getting fish from a human.
I went off on my own and returned, expecting to see Kiara sunning herself on top a garbage can or eating her share of the fish, instead I saw her and Rags against a brick wall by two large cats.
Without thinking I sprang to protect my mate, clawing at the faces of the two other rouges. They fought back and I was hurt badly, Kiara went to me but the large brown cat hit her and she fell back. Rags with his little strength told her to be careful for the kit's. sake. Joy filled me, I was going to be a dad, that just pushed me harder. I pulled myself up and attacked the closest rouge. He went down with a big fight, I didn't have the chance to worry about anyone else but Kiara and I, that cost us dearly.
I had manged to handle the one on my own, Rags however didn't mange that. The second rouge an orange tabby had killed him, neither Kiara or I had a chance to say good-bye. The orange rouge ran away, after his friend. I cried for the first time, Kiara turned cold.
She didn't eat or sleep, she simply sat there at our box after I had went to bury Rags. The best I could do was place him in a sewer, let his body wash out to sea. When I returned Kiara had hatred in her eyes. I'll never forget what she said to me. "Miko, I'm leaving. I can't have my kits risked because you can't defend them." Those words cut me deeper than anything else. My jaw dropped but I couldn't stop her. She gave me a good-bye lick and nuzzle before heading away, toward a place we called the human-nests I never saw her again. She took everything from me, she took my family and she took my heart.
Well that's the end of my tale. Kiara has been gone about 6 months now. I'm not sure how I go on even now.
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Miko
Jun 27, 2012 21:20:04 GMT -6
Post by Administrator on Jun 27, 2012 21:20:04 GMT -6
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=width,400,true] your character is... accepted! |
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