Post by Hon'iri on Jan 7, 2011 9:15:31 GMT -7
Name: Hon'iri
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Group/etc.: Loner
Rank: None
Current Status: Looking for aid.
Special Abilities: None
Strengths:
Weaknesses:
Appearance:
Stripe patterned in mostly dark colors, Hon'iri's stomach is a mostly clean white although the darker colors of her sides and back sometimes creeps into it. Her hind legs are banded in orange and have white paws, but her front legs are black and grey all the way down. Her fur is slightly long, but not so long as to be considered long hair. When crouching she often picks up dirt and small debris in her stomach hair so sometimes that can be found as she doesn't stop to groom herself every couple of minutes. She has no tail, her heritage being of a type of cat with none. Currently in the later stages of her pregnancy she has an odd shape, having been somewhat thin and now round in the mid-section.
Personality:
Kind and generally quiet, Hon'iri isn't actually shy but holds back out of habit. She is no kind of leader and only really speaks up on behalf of close friends and family, if even then. She craters around strong she-cats and does what she is told more often than not. In defense of those she cares for however she can be uncharacteristically stubborn and relentless if she can find no other way out of the situation. Hon'iri tends to distrust other cats at first, especially larger groups of cats as they tend to be more trouble in her experience. Although she is more accustomed to being on her own or in a small family group she doesn't have anything against being part of a larger group as long as she can have some time to herself occasionally.
Biography:
Born to Aneilo and Ir'cha, Hon'iri was the only female kitten of the litter. Her three brothers, Ciciti, Iuntooro and Renak were also younger than her though she was the runt of the litter. This was something of a disappointment to her mother for in the matriarchal society she was born into power passed from mother to a daughter in the last litter born to a she-cat. Ir'cha was not likely to have another litter of kittens and so it was likely that the territory her ancestors had fought to gain would pass to the small female, who would struggle to hold it from the ambitious bands without a territory.
Thus, from a very young age Hon'iri found herself paraded around by her mother, learning to follow every order given to her from the aging female. This resulted in Hon'iri becoming mousy, though it could have been that she would have been anyways. Visits to other bands, both those with territory and those without, were constant and at around thirteen moons Hon'iri found herself presented to a large, powerful and rather intelligent tomcat, Tybin. It was obviously the attempt of her mother to ensure the continuation of her band, as the other she-cat's that she had mothered were gone, having searched out territories of their own far from her reach.
It would be for nothing. A few moons later and Hon'iri found herself expecting. A strange sickness passed through the territory however and she lost her kittens and did not become pregnant again for as long as her parents lived. To make matters worse, after the death of her mother (her father had died a few moons earlier) roving bands began to attack the young she-cat and her mate. Eventually, even with Tybin's strength, they were ousted and became rogues themselves.
More moons passed of them wandering, passing through two-legger territory far to the south. It was a long distance to travel, full of danger, hardship and a scarcity of food. Hon'iri was twenty-three moons old by the time they found another place, still very much populated by two-leggers but with a swath of bushy land next to what the resident cats called the High Fence. There were also many stories of the dangers beyond the fence, but when Tybin and Hon'iri learned that she was, surprisingly, expecting once more, Tybin ventured beyond the fence.
He returned, badly wounded, and then died.
Hon'iri now survives in the small area she and Tybin and claimed, occasionally venturing towards a two-legger nest to steal the soft-cats-what the loners and rogues of the area called kittypets-food. She is worried about how she will care for her kittens (and also quite afraid that they will not be born healthy, as she had thought herself unable to have kittens after the sickness) and fears that she may have to look to the two-leggers for help.
Family:
Father - Aneilo
Mother - Ir'cha
Siblings - Ciciti, Iuntooro, Renak
Mate - None
Kits - None, yet.
Friends:
Mentor -
Enemies:
Other Relationships:
Deceased Mate - Tybin
Glossary:
Just to make her history a bit more clear, since the culture is obviously all in my head (or a word document, as the case may be).
Bands: Close to the loners, but also like a clan in the respect that it tends to be a small group and not just one or two cats. Consists of families, bands can have territory or not - having territory is obviously desired, however, and landless bands are often attacking those with territory. Matriarchal, the territory is passed down to a female from the last litter. Male offspring tends to leave the territory before turning sixteen moons old and find a mate of their own, or join one of several landless tomcat bands. Females tend to start bands of their own, even without territory and leave their parent's territory before their twentieth moon, unless they are the next Mother. Occasionally a mousy she-cat will remain with her more strongly-willed sister and help to care for her kittens.
Soft-cats: Kittypets. Gained the name from the fact that they are "soft" and generally wouldn't survive on their own.
Naming: She-cat names contain apostrophe's, which are pronounced as a slightly hissed hesitation. Males do not have the apostrophe.
Mouse (adj. mousy): Used in reference to a cat, normally a she-cat, with little leadership or a weak will. Not generally encouraged and definitely not what a Mother would like to pass her territory to.
Mother: The current leader of a band. Her mate is often called Father, but not always.
Age: 29 Moons
Gender: She-cat
Clan/Group/etc.: Loner
Rank: None
Current Status: Looking for aid.
Special Abilities: None
Strengths:
- Very quiet and sneaky. It's hard to hear her coming unless you have very good hearing.
- Hunting. She has a true talent for it, probably helped a great deal by her ability to move unheard.
- Observant. In particular the body language of other cats. Is also very careful of her own body language.
- Good Hearing. Perhaps part of the reason she can move so quietly is because she can hear small sounds so much more clearly.
Weaknesses:
- Currently slowed by pregnancy.
- Easily overruled. She's not very likely to speak up on her own behalf or to share her opinion, even when asked for it. She's a follower to an extreme degree.
Appearance:
Stripe patterned in mostly dark colors, Hon'iri's stomach is a mostly clean white although the darker colors of her sides and back sometimes creeps into it. Her hind legs are banded in orange and have white paws, but her front legs are black and grey all the way down. Her fur is slightly long, but not so long as to be considered long hair. When crouching she often picks up dirt and small debris in her stomach hair so sometimes that can be found as she doesn't stop to groom herself every couple of minutes. She has no tail, her heritage being of a type of cat with none. Currently in the later stages of her pregnancy she has an odd shape, having been somewhat thin and now round in the mid-section.
Personality:
Kind and generally quiet, Hon'iri isn't actually shy but holds back out of habit. She is no kind of leader and only really speaks up on behalf of close friends and family, if even then. She craters around strong she-cats and does what she is told more often than not. In defense of those she cares for however she can be uncharacteristically stubborn and relentless if she can find no other way out of the situation. Hon'iri tends to distrust other cats at first, especially larger groups of cats as they tend to be more trouble in her experience. Although she is more accustomed to being on her own or in a small family group she doesn't have anything against being part of a larger group as long as she can have some time to herself occasionally.
Biography:
Born to Aneilo and Ir'cha, Hon'iri was the only female kitten of the litter. Her three brothers, Ciciti, Iuntooro and Renak were also younger than her though she was the runt of the litter. This was something of a disappointment to her mother for in the matriarchal society she was born into power passed from mother to a daughter in the last litter born to a she-cat. Ir'cha was not likely to have another litter of kittens and so it was likely that the territory her ancestors had fought to gain would pass to the small female, who would struggle to hold it from the ambitious bands without a territory.
Thus, from a very young age Hon'iri found herself paraded around by her mother, learning to follow every order given to her from the aging female. This resulted in Hon'iri becoming mousy, though it could have been that she would have been anyways. Visits to other bands, both those with territory and those without, were constant and at around thirteen moons Hon'iri found herself presented to a large, powerful and rather intelligent tomcat, Tybin. It was obviously the attempt of her mother to ensure the continuation of her band, as the other she-cat's that she had mothered were gone, having searched out territories of their own far from her reach.
It would be for nothing. A few moons later and Hon'iri found herself expecting. A strange sickness passed through the territory however and she lost her kittens and did not become pregnant again for as long as her parents lived. To make matters worse, after the death of her mother (her father had died a few moons earlier) roving bands began to attack the young she-cat and her mate. Eventually, even with Tybin's strength, they were ousted and became rogues themselves.
More moons passed of them wandering, passing through two-legger territory far to the south. It was a long distance to travel, full of danger, hardship and a scarcity of food. Hon'iri was twenty-three moons old by the time they found another place, still very much populated by two-leggers but with a swath of bushy land next to what the resident cats called the High Fence. There were also many stories of the dangers beyond the fence, but when Tybin and Hon'iri learned that she was, surprisingly, expecting once more, Tybin ventured beyond the fence.
He returned, badly wounded, and then died.
Hon'iri now survives in the small area she and Tybin and claimed, occasionally venturing towards a two-legger nest to steal the soft-cats-what the loners and rogues of the area called kittypets-food. She is worried about how she will care for her kittens (and also quite afraid that they will not be born healthy, as she had thought herself unable to have kittens after the sickness) and fears that she may have to look to the two-leggers for help.
Family:
Father - Aneilo
Mother - Ir'cha
Siblings - Ciciti, Iuntooro, Renak
Mate - None
Kits - None, yet.
Friends:
Mentor -
Enemies:
Other Relationships:
Deceased Mate - Tybin
Glossary:
Just to make her history a bit more clear, since the culture is obviously all in my head (or a word document, as the case may be).
Bands: Close to the loners, but also like a clan in the respect that it tends to be a small group and not just one or two cats. Consists of families, bands can have territory or not - having territory is obviously desired, however, and landless bands are often attacking those with territory. Matriarchal, the territory is passed down to a female from the last litter. Male offspring tends to leave the territory before turning sixteen moons old and find a mate of their own, or join one of several landless tomcat bands. Females tend to start bands of their own, even without territory and leave their parent's territory before their twentieth moon, unless they are the next Mother. Occasionally a mousy she-cat will remain with her more strongly-willed sister and help to care for her kittens.
Soft-cats: Kittypets. Gained the name from the fact that they are "soft" and generally wouldn't survive on their own.
Naming: She-cat names contain apostrophe's, which are pronounced as a slightly hissed hesitation. Males do not have the apostrophe.
Mouse (adj. mousy): Used in reference to a cat, normally a she-cat, with little leadership or a weak will. Not generally encouraged and definitely not what a Mother would like to pass her territory to.
Mother: The current leader of a band. Her mate is often called Father, but not always.