Tiki

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Tiki Basic Information Race: Kelvic {melanistic jaguar} Birthday & Age: N/A -- Approximately three years of life (born Spring 509) Gender: Male I spy a big black cat… You find yourself looking forward into the shadows of the overhanging canopy. It's quiet, no birds singing, no monkeys screaming, too quiet. Looking into the distance, you notice a gleam among dew shines across the jungle ground; make that two! Whatever it is you see, it becomes apparent it sees you too. Large golden eyes with streaks of green look upon you wide. The dark center remains focused on your neck... As you stand there, terrified of what it might be, the glimmer disappears into the dark and returns in a soft blink. Emerging from the foliage is a strong, dark outline of a cat. Oh how cute...THINK AGAIN! A jungle cat, it seems, what might be recognized as a black jaguar to some silly game playing humans. Large paws silently step over the dried tinder that has been neglected of rain for many moons from the water hungry trees. A large tongue flickers over its lips. Oh no! Now it's hungry... But what? The beast steps around you, sword drawn or not, this beast has other intentions. Ears cautiously curve around a few degrees surveying the wood as the large cat patrols about you. A moment in the mutual silence... The song returns-the echoing of squawks, tweets, howls, and the like. The cat rests itself against a fallen log a few meters away. Its head rolling against bark and moss alike for that purrr-fect spot. And it finds it, and purrs a while. You find yourself quite confused. Dark jungle, dead silence, big cat, and no play? Now at ease you lower your weapon of choice and look on in hesitation. Maybe it's a trick, or a game. A yawn... While not the most telling of signs, it appears the beast is full or otherwise content. The brush along the lower log shadows a greater deal of the cat as it pulls itself upright. The unbelievable happens and it transforms. In measurable time, that was but moments ago the concern of life or death, the figure before you shifts to the shape of a mere boy. Young, fit, dark haired, and lethargic in all means, this droopy eyed boy sits against the log longing for response. Though naked, the shade and bushes cover a great deal of what might otherwise violate your moral preferences. He murmurs a bit and licks his red lips further. Looking closer you gather a bit more of his appearance. It appears he would be no taller than six feet in height, and certainly no larger than a hundred and fifty pounds or so. His eyes remain enlarged in the dark of the jungle; the golden rings remained focused upon you. His gaze is taken away by a flock of birds over head as he stands and looks at them longingly, licking those lips. Light pierces over his form in strips revealing fair, scarred skin. The old wounds tell tales of minor battles, certainly ending in the worst for the boy's opponents. He is not built, but certainly athletic in nature. Judging from that gaze of his, he must have been hunting birds and monkeys before to keep himself. He leaps up to a limb and scales a tree branch overhanging you. Chest down, he lays and looks over. The light pierces the shadow to his face now as his pupils narrow. He's smiling. His hair, though pitch in the shadows, proves to be a dark brown. Scattered freckles also find their places over bits of his body. You, certainly not in the mood to socialize, are further surprised by the boy's greeting. "Hello," he said. His word was defined in tone yet whimsical in nature. How many other travelers had he met along his way? You finally feel at ease and sheath your weapon. While taking a seat over the crunching leaves and twigs, the boy had made his way to the log by which he laid and dug for something. You shift your focus to clear a pit for a fire, perhaps. Returning your eyes to him, you now see him dressed in light, ragged pants and a tunic. He holds a sac close to his chest; it jingled as his grip tightened. You suspicions are further confirmed as he draws forth the fresh kill and offers it to you and the flame. What lies beneath... Your conversation begins with the short questions and comments: "Why are you here? Where are you going?" But, as time goes on, you both find yourselves enjoying the company. He tells a few jokes to which you laugh. Some are silly while others are simply out of line for a boy to be knowledgeable of. The conversation's tone is welcoming on both sides as you go on. Towards the end, you come to simple conclusions of his personality. He's quite the child, both playful and unwise in a number of his reasoning. He does, however, hold a regard for respect and manners as he is accustom to. He seems very intelligent, both observant and thoughtful of his surroundings and the inhabitants about them. His laying and slouching, even his waving hand free from the grip of the sac, all suggest the laid back nature that adorable felines are noted for. You go too far in correcting him and his glare settles again. His hands are now looser on the bag and more ready to pounce. His lips split and his incisors bare themselves out a bit. Deceptive being cats are. It was but a moment ago you were sharing laughter and next this hostility. His pride is appeased by your begging for forgiveness as to not lose this new friend. In those brief moments of anger you later could reflect the boy's control. Certainly such a habit is needed in the ferocious jungles. The comfortable atmosphere settles once more, and he reopens himself to you. After telling so much about your adventures, you get bored. In a risky move you ask, "What is your story?" Oh, where do I begin?! His story was clearly blown out of proportion. Then again, the world is much larger to a child, and his choice of words and the like were justified as such. He was born here, in the jungle. Three years ago by some count his mother had told to him. He had left about a year or so before to begin his own adventures beyond the jungle you now sought to enter. "To Windreach," he said, "to see the eagles." That was his present quest, it seemed. His life seemed without excitement for the first years of life. He would parade the jungle and purr with the music of the birds and monkeys. He would play tag with rodents. His mother taught him to stalk and hunt. She also taught him to run and hide. Hunters of all sorts passed through jungle, all of which they hid away from in shadow, or fled from in swift wind. The scars? Where did he get them? From hunting, he said. "They don't simply walk into your mouth!" They were also relatively fresh. He acquired them from earlier hunts on his own. Alas, his mother taught him well. She also taught him his manners and speech...to an extent. He says he had met many travelers in his own mission north bound. They taught him such jokes, facts, and other mannerisms. He seemed comfortable, but his clutching the bag suggested otherwise still. He didn't lie. He said he had met some travelers who were not as nice as you. They tried to steal from him at first, and then hurt him. He didn't want to talk of it much more after the fact. "'Come here, kitty kitty.' That's how you can tell." He went on to describe his most recent adventure: hunting in the woods and meeting a new friend, you! He giggled gently as to not cause insult of his own. But boy, were you scared! His own philosophy revealed itself. It seems it is the welcoming types you should be weary of. They also want something from you. But you, traveler, you were just as ready to defend yourself as he was. A fellow combatant in the jungle was one of his ways of putting it. With little more to say, you talked a bit more as he wondered about the cities. You returned such interest with questions of the road ahead. Where the Wind Has Taken Me Tiki never realized his dream, not yet at least. perhaps he was never fated to soar with the wind eagles, or the dream has changed, but what remains clear is that the world has other plans in store. Tiki made it to the Spires in Taldera before ever passing onward. Here he befriended the Jamoura, displaying the innature curiosity and will to learn, a value among the people. Though he was welcome and made friends that would outlast his brief life, he never held the same value the Jamoura did for knowledge. Alas, Tiki proved himself on multiple occassions in the year 511 to be a worthy contributer. Alongside Shurk, he aided the construction of the Sihk'laya stadium, marking the start of a Spirian pass time sport. The invasion of miststalkers - a vicious breed of pack felines which hunts in the Taldera mists - changed Tiki. He was no longer a boy int he eyes of the Jamoura, but proved himself a warrior, a warrior of Spires no less. Though friends like Kashal and Grath know well of Tiki and would welcome him to stay, the kelvic insisted on pursueing Wind Reach, now by means of the watch towers. Through the tundra wastes of northern Taldera, Tiki received a dream, truly a vision of sorts. He met with the curious character Kendall Saarinen, an individual who would become the girl of his dreams for some time. Ironically, Kendall would become one of the first souls to greet Tiki in the ice fortress of Avanthal. Though Kendall was not the girl he expected, Tiki thought no less of her. Still, she always kept a distance. Tiki also had the fortune of meeting Kendall's companion, Hadrian Aelius. A wizard of many magics, Hadrian was the first to expose Tiki to magic's practical, benevolent uses. Although tensions were high at first, they eventually melted away with the winter snows. Sadly this change was brought on by the the events of the djed storm in 512 A.V., rather than the gradual progression of friendship. Hadrian proved himself to Tiki to be something more than most humans, and a connection was brought to fact then. Tiki also had the debatable pleasure of meeting Ethan, one of the wizard's kelvic students. Their discussions brought the division of the kelvic race to fact, showing what a kelvic is and what a kelvic could be in the same instance. The whole of them, Kendall, Hadrian, Ethan, and Tiki were sea bound for Zeltiva following the events of the storm. In preparation for sailing, Tiki happened upon a young Vantha boy by the name of Aurrealis Whitevine. The two got along well, though each young mind had his own path of destiny in mind. The friendship was short lived, though Tiki holds Aurrealis, his elder, in high esteem. Needing to accomodate mortal necessity, multiple trips were made along the journey to Zeltiva. The first was in Mura, the White Isle of the Konti Seers. Here, Hadrian and Tiki explored the powers of the Silver Lake, visions reaching to them both. The kelvic eventually found his way to the wilderness of the island, a call of his own, some inner longing for what was native to him. Tiki couldn't tell at this isntant, but his longing for the Spires was calling to him, to be among the trees again. He was worried for those he had come to care for, perhaps even love. The more he felt for the Spires, the more he denied the connection he had with Hadrian. The next stop was in Nyka. Tiki found himself in isolation here, an alien in the city of humans and gods. He inevitably made the last minute decision to leave the group he had come to far with. He said his good byes and fled back toward Taldera. Day and night, the kelvic pushed himself through the Sylira and Talderan wilderness realms. The wonders of Mizahar, both bright and dark, were revealed to him. Slowly, he began to realize he had made a mistake, that there was more to life that he could have. His concern pushed him onward, and Tiki reached the Spires by necessity's command. The Spires Tiki had learned of and loved was not the same. Instead, Tiki happened upon the base camp, a mixed effort of many to reclaim the city from a feral curse. Tiki, among others, ventured back into the city under the guidence of the Jamouran elders to quell the curse, and succeeded. it was clear now what it was that Tiki truly desired though. His life's purpose, the purpose of all his kin from the moment Marcus Kelvic had created the shapeshifting race, was realized. Tiki wasted little time saying his final good byes, perhaps not forever, but for what he knew would be a long time. Tiki was heading back the way he came, for Zeltiva, for Hadrian. For the duration of fall in the year 512, he'd need to combat the wilderness of Sylira to reach "home" again.

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Language: Common Fluent Jamourian Poor, Basic Vani Poor Skills: Skill Total Experience Awarded Acrobatics 2 +1,+1 Begging 5 5@SP Body Building 2 +1,+1 Brawling 2 +1,+1 Camouflage 8 5@SP, +1,+2 Climbing 9 5@SP,+2,+1,+1 Detection 1 +1 Escape Artist 1 +1 Grooming 2 +2 Hunting 29 10@RB, 3@SP +1,+3,+2,+4. +1,+1,+1,+3 Intelligence 5 5@SP Interrogation 5 +1,+2 Investigation 4 +1,+2,+1 Land Navigation 2 +2 Mathematics 2 +1,+1 Negotiation 1 +1 Observation 13 +1,+1,+3,+2,+1,+1,+2,+2 Philosophy 1 +1 Rhetoric 2 +2 Running 14 5@SP,+1 ,+2,+2,+1,+1,+2 Stealth 10 5@SP, +1,+2,+1,+1 Tracking 12 5@SP,+1,+2,+1,+3 Wilderness Survival 16 12@SP,+1 +1,+2 Unarmed Combat 6 +1+2,+3

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Lore: Lore of the Kelvic Lore of the Valterrain. Planning the Hunt Coversing with Cats Watching the Terrain Dreamscapes: Running After Kendall Dreamscapes: Speaking While in Your True Form Dreamscapes: Watching Kendall Change Dreamscapes: Catching Her Dreamscapes: Helping a Stranger Dreamscapes: Watching Kendall Shatter Wanting to Go Home Dreamscapes: Swimming With Kendall Kendall Saarinen (Basic) Kayin Frostfawn (Basic) Getting a Job Hunting for a Living The Search for Inspiration The Scent of a Northern Bobcat Masking Scent with Winds Gratitude in Civilization Spirian Game: Sihk'Laya Contact: Coach Shurk Do NOT Talk About Sihk'Laya Jamouran: Sihk means Circle Jamouran: Laya means Ball Marn: Goes to the Roots Beneath the Temple When Upset Mura [Partial] Children are Friends A Djed Storm The Grandeur of Mages Oh, it's somewhere new! The Art of Patience The Tufted Deer Location: The Outer Petals Shurk: A Diligent Teacher and Friend A Lesson in Numbers Nagging Question: What is a Kelvic? Mathematics: Counting to Twelve Spectrum of Kelvics The Frustrations of Philosophical Inquiry Tiki is Tiki, Nothing Else Dream Acquaintance: Pauk Dream Acquaintance: Arandolya In Dreams, Desire Becomes Manifest Location: Temple of Everwinter Attempting to Figure Out Prayer Meeting Dream Acquaintances in the Real World Finding An Easy Kill Intercepted By A Hungry Pack To Tangle With A Bear A Precarious Perch Saved By A Scholar

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Equipment and Possessions: -cotton pants x2 -cotton shirt x3 -cotton tunic x2 -loincloth x3 -water pack x2 -winter blanket x1 -steel knife x1 -toiletries (comb, brush, razor, soap) x1 -flint and steel x1 -eating knife x1 Laria's Furs Purchase: 1x pair high boots – 8 sm 3x cotton shirt – 3 sm 1x fur hat – 15 sm 1x mittens – 8sm 1x fur cloak – 20 gm 1x fur jacket – 50 gm 1x silk tunic – 25 gm 1x fur pants ~ 25+ gm? 1x wool pants – 5 sm 1x leather pants – 8 sm 1x leather belt – 2 sm 1x girdle – 6 sm 1x leather backpack - 2 gm 1x fur hood – 1 gm Fitting and adjustments - ~10 gm

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Ledger: Date Income Expenses TTD SP +100 GM 0 100 GM SP +500 GM (home) 0 600 GM SP 0 -22.59 GM (additional items) 577.41 GM Summer 511 A.V. Tax 0 -45 GM (Poor) 532.41 GM Fall 511 A.V. Tax 0 -45 GM (Poor) 487.41 GM 53 Fall 511 A.V. 0 -138.50 GM (Laria’s Furs Purchase) 348.91 Fall 511 (52>)[Avanthal Warrens] 0 -39 GM 309.91 GM Winter 511[Avanthal Warrens] +460 GM -92 GM 677.91 GM Spring 512 (poor) 0 -45 GM 642.91 GM Summer 512 (poor) +637 GM -45 GM 1234.91 GM

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Thread List:   Summer 511 Link Date Brief Fork in the road(Closed) 21 Tiki's last moments in the Northern Reaches before entering the domain of Spires. [A Secret] It's Not Just a Game(Tiki) 32 Tiki gets a job offer. Gathering the Goods (Solo) 33 Tiki and Shurk gather materials for the Sihk'laya stadium project. So, I Heard You Have Small Hands (Solo) 57 Tiki is put to work once more among the Jamoura. Shurk sees potential in Tiki’s relatively petit body… Sihk'Laya, a Spirian Pastime 64-74 The hull of the stadium is at a close, the first practice is in order, and then all the building team needs is to pass inspection… [A Secret]Silence in the Mist (Open/Pending) 83 City-wide thread of Spires.   Fall 511 Link Date Brief [Laria's Furs] Bundle Up! (Open) 53 Tiki goes to bundle up for the cool weather, as well as to socialize with the locals. Joining the Hunt (Tiki) 57 Tiki's job interview for hunting. Living Up To Expectations 79 Kendall and Tiki cross paths at The Temple of Everwinter.   Winter 511 Link Date Brief A Sort of Blooding 3 Tiki hunts for Frostfaun. Curiosity and the Cat [Tiki] 6, dawn Tiki meets Hadrian. Inner Power(Solo) 35, late morning Tiki hunts again, and also takes a step to becoming an actualized kelvic. Patriach of the North 88 Tiki is on the hunt, his claimed challenged, and then answered...   Dreamscape 511 Link Date Brief Perfect Impressions 85 Summer 511 Tiki encounters Kendall. Infinity 23 Winter 511 Tiki, Pauk, and Arandolya ride on ethereal wings   Spring 512 Link Date Brief The End of the World 1 Tiki, Hadrian, Ethan, and more are caught in the chaos in Avanthal as the djed storm reaches across the world and envelopes the frozen city. Into the Great White North 15 Set sail from Avanthal to Mura. The Inbetween (Ethan) 30 Ethan and Tiki have the talk… about kelvics. [Silverwood]A Night At Nature 48-9 Tiki wanders in the White Isle wilderness. Don’t Drink The Water 50 Hadrian and Tiki at the Silver Lake. Navigating Nature (Closed) 81 Tiki travels out of the Syliras region facing the troubles of the wilds along the way.   Summer 512 Link Date Brief [Throughout the Base Camp] Not the Spires I Remember (Open) 32 Tiki arrives at the Spring Base Camp and inquires about the situation. May Caiyha Smile Upon Us All (Quest/Closed) 34 Reclaiming Spires once and for all. What I Was Made For (Solo) 38 Tiki’s on the hunt in Taldera once more. There’s A Cat In That Tree (Solo) 42 A stroke of luck in the hunt proves false, very false, and even dangerous. Festival of Kih’Hayla (Open) 75 A celebration of rejuvenation.

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Questionaire 2011 Responses : General Information: 1. What is your Name? My mom has always called me Tiki, well, to commoners at least. It sounds a lot different when I normally say it. A lot of things I say come out different than they should! 2. Do you go by a nickname or pet name? Not really, unless you consider me a pet...in that case I would be a pet with a name Tiki, and be pet named Tiki? 3. How old are you? I think I'm about three. We never really kept count of dates, but this will be my fourth hot season, and we were all born in the spring, my siblings and I. 4. What is your height? Uhm, short? 5. What is your weight? Well, not as big as a bear, but I'm no mouse either! Somewhere in between there, I think. Aesthetics: ]1. Describe yourself as you see yourself. Well, the only part I really ever see is my tail and stuff. I guess it's kept clean and soft. I like to at least. Oh, you mean when I look into the water don't you? Well in that case I have to agree with my mother. I like to believe I am quite handsome. What? Oh... Well, ya. Uhm... I don't know really. I'm kind of just going along with things. I'm still trying to see the world; there's just so much! I've made a lot of friends along the way, so I guess I'm a pretty nice guy. 2. Describe yourself as others typically see you. Some good, some bad. I've met as many bad guys along the ways as I've made friends. It's kind of sad, really. 3. What is your favorite body feature? My nose! Let me tell you about this baby! It has saved me so many times. Even if I'm sleeping there's always some odd scent that it picks up when trouble's coming. I don't know where I would be without it. Well, I don't know where I am not exactly, but I know I'm safe! 4. How physically fit are you? Very! I love climbing and running and playing and hunting and swimming and...oh, right! "Survival of the fittest!" That's what those guys in the city used to say, in the tavern--then they'd get into a fight of their own. I watched a few times, but I never understood why they didn't just bite each other. It's much more effective than swinging your fists around. 5. How do you typically dress and what is your style? Typically...I don't dress. Cloths kind of hold me back, ya know? I don't dress up too much in the cities either, but if I don't I get some strange looks. Family: 1. Who are your parents and what are they like? My mom has always kept care of me and my brothers. She taught me everything I know. My dad--I never really saw him. He kind of did his own thing and checked with my mom every now and then. He worked in the city more than most. 2. Do you have any brothers or sisters? I do! My older brother is a pain-always thought he was the best- and my sister. She wasn't as bad, but she played rough. 3. What is your extended family like? Relaxed I guess. They never really lay down and stretched, er, extended themselves unless they were. I even do that. The only other time is when we wake up. 4. Do you consider close friends as important or more/less important than family? I miss my family a lot, but my friends along the way always keep me happy too. I can't wait to go back east to my family. I hope I'll have a lot of stories. 5. Do you treat animals like family? Hehe, depends on the animal. Birds, and mice, and stuff are fun to play with, but they are always worth more as food. Some other cats are really stuck up and snobby; I hate it! Dogs...don't get me started on dogs... Location: 1. Where were you born? In the east, near the border of ice lands, but more in the woody area. 2. Where do you live now? I've been traveling, so I don't really have a home to speak of. 3. If you could live anywhere in Mizahar where would that be? I would go back home. I loved it there, but I also want to see the world so much. Maybe I'll find a better place to live, and I'll bring my family over! 4. Do you have a favorite place to vacation or spend leisure time? I find vacation enough in a shady tree. It's always so cool and calm. 5. Where do you fear to be? Anywhere alone. I'm always scared to fall asleep in the wild, if I can call it that. I eventually find something to focus on and doze off. Traits: 1. Do you have any physical weaknesses (disease, scars, and missing limbs?) I am unstoppable! See these scars? Victory marks! Well, I'm still tiny so I guess that's a weakness. I can't take on anything much bigger than me. I usually outrun anything that is. 2. Are you right handed or left handed? I use both hands. What goof would only use one hand to catch anything? 3. What languages do you speak? What do you sound like? Do you have an accent? Common and cat? Feline-in-ine? Whatever it's called. I sound normal, I guess... I'm not sure if I really have an accent. Everyone sounds different, so I guess we all do. 4. Do you have any odd mannerisms, annoying habits, or other defining characteristics? Licking myself. Some of the stuff I've tasted is really gross, but I have to. I talk a lot, too, I guess. I'm pretty uncertain about things. That can be really annoying. 5. Do you have (or want to get) any tattoos or piercing? Why do you have them (or will get them) ? I'm not sure if I'd want anything. They look cool, but i think it'd hurt. Occupations: 1. What is your occupation? What's my what? 2. Do you like/dislike your work? Why? Oh, work! I don't work really. I hunt a lot, and that's pretty fun. 3. If you could be anything you wanted to, what would you be? I wish I was a giant eagle. I wish I could fly above everything and see what it's like from up there. I'm hoping to ride one still. 4. What occupation do you admire the most? Why? I like healers. I've met one once. She helped me with some scars long ago. I just thought she was very friendly about it, and gentle. Her hands were soft and warm. 5. What occupation do you lest like? Why? Hunters, poachers, and slavers...I only hunt for food, but they have other weird reasons to capture animals. It makes me mad, and scared... Some tried to capture me once, and-... Childhood: 1. What sort of child were you? Wild child! I still am! I love to play and everything. I'm only tired when I play too much, or some fights. 2. What is your favorite memory from childhood? I always loved hunting with my mom. 3. What is your worst memory from childhood? I didn't like leaving home. I mean I needed to to see everything, but I miss my family. 4. What sort of relationship did you have with your parents? We're close. I'm going to see them again soon enough. 5. Who was your most influential rolemodel? My mom, I guess. Like I said, she taught me everything! Education: 1. What sort of education do you have? Lots! I can hunt well, and trap my prey, and- Oh, none really. I can count a little bit! 2. Do you like/dislike learning? There's nothing I don't like learning. The more, the better. 3. Where or how did you learn most of your skills/abilities? A lot of what I do is just practice. Like when you go to catch your first rabbit, you need to time it just right and cover all the exits. 4. How do you learn best? Hands on. If I can't tr yit myself, I don't get it too well. 5. What are your educational goals for the future? Everything!!! Relationships: 1. Do you form close bonds with people? Why? Why not? 2. Do you trust people easily? If not, why not? I don't see a reason to not trust people, really. Most seem trust worthy, but I can tell when some people look funny. They smell funny too. I try to avoid them. 3. Do you consider yourself straight, gay, bi, or something else? I'm not sure what you're asking... 4. Have you ever been kissed? If so, describe the first time. My mom kissed me a lot as a kitten. She was always cleaning me up. 5. Have you ever had sex? If so, describe the first time. No... Drugs and Alcohol: 1. Have you ever been drunk? If so, describe your first time. I'm not allowed to have those drinks. 2. Do you like to drink on a regular basis? If it's sweet, yes! 3. What sort of alcohol do you prefer? I don't drink alcohol. 4. Have you ever tried drugs (mood altering substances)? If so, which kinds and what did you think of them? Not really. 5. What do you think of drugs and alcohol? Be specific. I think they make people act funny. I never tried them though. Likes and Dislikes: 1. What are your hobbies? I like to sleep, hunt, explore, the usual stuff. 2. Do you like to read? Not really, I can read, just not a lot. 3. What annoys you more than anything else? I don't like it when bugs keep bothering you. I swat them away but they come back! If they were a little bigger I'd eat them... 4. What do you find the most relaxing activity to do? Easy, sleep! 5. What kinds of things embarrass you? Why? I don't like seeming slower than others, in much of any sense. I end up being caught in either situation and I feel bad, or get hurt. Favorites: 1. What is your favorite color or colors? I like a lot of colors, especially bright ones. 2. What is your favorite time of day? I like the night time. It's always cool and quiet and I drift off into sleep. The stars are so pretty, too. 3. What is the most beautiful thing you’ve ever seen? I'm not sure. I find many things beautiful. 4. What do you like to eat? What do you hate to eat? I love meat, and sweet fruit some times. I'm not too picky though. I don't like bitter foods. 5. What is your favorite type of weather? Does any kind scare you? My favorite weather is a calm rain. It makes it easy to hunt with my scent kept down and dampened. Otherwise, I'm scared of storms like I was told about in stories. The storms from the Valterrian. Outlook: 1. Are you optimistic or pessimistic? I'm Tikimistic! I think I see the good and bad, but somehow there's more good in all of it. 2. What are your religious views? I like most of the divine, from what I've heard at least. They are there to do their jobs like my parents worked. There's not much to it from that. 3. Would you be able to kill? I have. It's necessary to if you want any hope of surviving out there. 4. What are your views on sex? I was told it will all make sense when the time comes, but it hasn’t come yet. I guess it's just another one of those mysteries I'll discover eventually. 5. What, in your opinion, makes a successful life? I think that to exist is a success in life. I mean, it must be a success if everything is around and living, right? Actions: 1. What is the worst and best thing you’ve ever done? The worst thing I've done is try to take on a buck as a kitten. I almost got hurt, but mommy helped. I made up for it when I killed a little faun though. 2. What is your greatest regret? I don't regret much at all. Maybe some things I've tried to eat, but I only do what feels right, what I'm comfortable with. And by doing so, I've never felt regret, I guess. 3. What is your best/worst memory? My best memory was my first kill on my own. My parents and sibling were proud and jealous, respectfully. I really loved the rush when I pounced this rabbit and just...I don't remember much of it now that you ask. My worst memories are my nightmares. I don't like to talk about those though. 4. If you could change one thing about your past, what would it be and why? I wish I asked more for my family to travel with me, but they needed to stay in and near Syliras for work and stuff. 5. What are you the most proud of doing in your life? I'm not sure. I just act how I’m suppose to and never really take accomplishment in it. A lot of what I do is instinct. Emotions: 1. How honest are you about your thoughts and feelings with others? Pretty darn honest. A lot of these questions are silly. 2. Do you have any biases or prejudices? Any what? 3. What makes you happy? Happy things make me happy, and pretty things, fun things. There no one or set amount of things, not that I know of anyway, and I can't say them until I've seen it all. But hey, I'm just getting started. 4. Who or what, if anything, would you die for? I was taught to do all I can to stay alive. I've no need to die for anything. 5. What makes you angry? I don't like waste really. I see fat guys throwing food away some times, and there's bits of meat on the boned. Even then, it gets tossed back for bugs and little critters, so maybe it's not waste? Relationships: 1. In general, how do you treat others? I treat them as friends unless they give me reasons not to. 2. Who is the most important person in your life, and why? Me first, then my family, then friends and so on. It's my life, so I'm the most important! 3. Who is the person you respect the most, and why? My parents together. They have given so much for me that I probably don't even know. 4. Do you have a spouse or significant other? If not, describe an ideal lover. A good one? Maybe someone like my mommy. 5. Do you trust anyone to protect you? Who, and why? Not really. I have my own claws for a reason, after all. Group Situations: 1. Do you tend to argue with people, or avoid conflict? I avoid it all I can. I don't see much gain from it. 2. Do you tend to take on leadership roles in social situations? I'm not sure. 3. Do you like interacting with large groups of people? Why or why not? Not really. I like the one-on-one conversations I have more. Or smaller groups. You get to share more that way. 4. Do you care what others think of you? Ha, not really! I’m glad people generally like me, but otherwise I'm allowed to be comfortable however i am. 5. What do you think of others, in general? Most are nice, but some are gross and slobs. I'm waiting for a bigger bear to come and eat some of them. Self Image: 1. What is your greatest strength as a person? I think that I'm welcoming helps. It generally leads to good conversations: stories and lessons and stuff. 2. What is your greatest weakness? My same strength. I guess I trust too easily, and it's gotten me into trouble now and again. 3. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be? I wish I had wings too! I really want to fly. 4. Are you generally introverted or extroverted? What...? 5. Are you generally organized or messy? I like to keep organized, but sometimes I can't help it. My fur can get just about everywhere. Beliefs: 1. What God or Goddess do you find most appealing, if any? I've heard Caiyha is very pretty. I like how she manages...everything. I think we see the world the same, kind of. 2. Which God or Goddess do you fear, if any? None. I've done nothing to upset them either. If anything, they are just doing their job. If I needed to fear them, it's be my purpose to do so too. 3. Do you have any Gnosis Marks? If so, how did you receive them? I have none. 4. What lengths would you go to to please your deity? That depends, what am i getting in return? 5. Where do you draw the line at pleasing your deity? What is too much? I can't say. Everything that happens seems to be very...circumstantial. Life & Death: 1. What do you absolutely live for? I live to live. There's too much in life to ignore, and I want to explore it all. 2. What is the best part of life? Being alive. I've heard some ghost stories and they make me sad. 3. What is the best part of death? I heard the afterlife is a beautiful thing. I'm concerned about it though. The best part is that it's natural I guess, to a degree. 4. If you could choose, how would you want to die? I'd want to die older, doing something I love, probably exploring. I'm more worried about the when than the how. I'd like the time to make the most of life before it ends. 5. What is the one thing for which you would most like to be remembered after your death? I don't know. I've never thought of that. I don't plan on dying too soon. I guess I'd like to at least be remembered as a good meal? I mean, the only way I'm gonna’ die if not old age is being eaten by a bigger animal. Right?