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| Basics |

Name;; Idek

Kit Name;; Cress

Gender;; Male

Age;; 18+ moons

Tribe;; None

Past Tribes;; Earth, Shadow

Ability;; Primary (Shadows / Darkness )

Rank;; Loner

Tribe Tattoo;; Black-Shadow

Soulbound;; None

Skills;; SKILL 1;; Seeing in the Dark | SKILL 2;; Sneaking Creep | SKILL 3;; Shadows Around Me 1

| Appearance |

Breed;; Russian Blue / Tabby / Himalayan x Havana Brown / Somali / Snowshoe

Height;; Larger than average, standing roughly two inches taller than most of his age.

Build;; With age has come bulk, and while Idek was once extremely lanky, his frame has started to fill out. His legs are now well-muscled, and his body shows a strength is previously did not. Still, he has rather long legs and large ears. His face is narrow, and angular in shape, adding an almost angry air to his overall appearance. Mid-length fur covers his frame and adds a little more bulk to him, though not nearly as much as it did when he was younger.

Pelt;; Soft, thick fur of white, and several shades of grey make up Idek's pelt. His body is decorated with large splotches of dark grey, mingled with lighter tones.
After Arya left, Idek stopped caring as much about his appearance, and his fur has become rather dull. He rarely bothers to groom mud and burrs from his pelt.

Eyes;; A seafoam shade of blue-green. Idek’s eyes are darker and lean toward blue around the pupil, and fade into a more washed-out green along the outside. While his eyes were once bright and should intelligence, they are now dull and cold. If he made an effort, the colour may come off as friendly, but the disgruntled scowl that seems perpetually frozen to his maw counteracts any chance of this.

Scars;; Two scars run diagonally across the muzzle, slanting down from below the right eye to his lower left cheek.
Single scar slicing vertically through his left eyebrow, caused by a rather sharp stick that the fool accidentally ran into while hunting. When asked, he usually makes up a great story that emphasizes his bravery in battle against a fictional fox.
Smaller scars, hardly notable through his pelt, also decorate Idek's flanks.

Accessories;; Two earrings on his right ear, given to him by Farox when he was still young. Idek would like to have more, but he doesn't have any friends, and what sort of loser gets accessories for themself?

| Personal Data|

Nature;; Naughty

Personality;;
|Distant || Immoral || Forceful || Confident || Good-Humoured|

[ - ] Distant; Idek has never been the sort of cat who enjoyed making friends. Rather, he keeps to himself and avoids situations which could lead to unwanted attachments. Physical contact does not at all appeal to the wiry young feline and rather than sleep cuddled up close to others he prefers to keep space between. It is rare for the young tom to share his ideas and thoughts with those around him, and he frequently deems others to be ‘annoying’ or ‘stupid’. Friends, affection, love . . . who needs it?
After becoming close friends with Arya and having her leave him, Idek has become even more shut-off from the rest of the world. He lives on his own and shies away from contact with other cats.

[ - ] Immoral; Alongside trying to keep to himself, Idek is an extremely inconsiderate individual. When he wants something he goes for it, regardless of the feelings and emotions of his companions. He could care less whether he upsets someone or ends up in trouble. What Idek wants, Idek goes for. In situations where it would come down to pleasing himself or pleasing another, he would instantly aim toward his own goals. While it is dictated that a cat should put his or her tribe above all else, the splotchy grey tom disagrees. If it comes to saving his ass or saving a tribemate, he’d leave the poor sucker to their fate.

[ = ] Forceful; There is no bending this young tom to one’s will, regardless of status. If there is something Idek doesn’t want to do, he won’t do it. Regardless of the situation, he would choose to stupidly follow his own desires before going along with the plan of another. In most situations, Idek would try to make others (via lies, manipulation, or physical force) follow him. There is no compromise as far as he is concerned; it’s his way, or the highway. One needs to be careful when arguing with Idek, or they may find themselves with a clawed ear. On the upside, this trait makes him less susceptible to peer-pressure when the infamous catnip is about.

[ + ] Confident; Insults and rude words merely seem to bounce off of Idek and fly off into oblivion. It doesn’t matter what any cat says to or about him, he brushes such things aside and isn’t even fazed. If there is one thing that the young tom has going for him, it’s his self-confidence. He has a strong understanding of who he is and where he’s going in life, and he thinks quite highly of himself. While Idek does know he has some flaws, he also knows that no cat is perfect (though he’s pretty damn close). A cocky bounce to his step and a self-assured smirk on his maw, he is not easily offended.

[ + ] Good-Humoured; Idek isn’t all bad, even if he often seems as such. In truth, if he ever allows a cat to get close to him without any mal intent, he can be quite the little charmer. A quick wit and the ability to make a sarcastic joke can be offered to those he trusts, if he ever feels the need to. Most often, these momentary bouts of comedy are fleeting, generally given in the form of an over-the-shoulder remark.

Background;;

Shasta and Farox had been an unlikely pair, their personalities seeming oddly mismatched . . . still, somehow the two found each other and -- after a few small bumps -- fell in love. In a sense, the Air-Tribe tom and Earth-Tribe she-cat balanced each other out. It was not long after the two became mates that their first litter was due, destined to contain four little bundles. Three of which from Farox and the fourth from the Earth-Tribe tom, Conan.

The final born of the litter, Cress, was not like his siblings. His father was not Farox, though the young kit was never to know of this. Even Shasta herself could not say if that was the case, for the young tom was nothing like Conan. With grey fur and sometimes horrible attitude toward others, Cress seemed to take more after a young Farox.

Unlike most Earth-Tribe kittens, the Shastox litter were not raised in their birth-tribe's territory. Shortly before the arrival of the four joyous bundles of fur, horrible creatures took over Earth-Tribe's home. Instead, the kittens were born in the Clearing of Light, a grew up in a makeshift nursery that had been set up there. Caimens, dangerous reptiles, as far as Cress had been concerned, these were all stories . . .

In the beginning, the nursery in Light-Tribe was shared with four other kittens, the offspring of Castail and Vendetta. It was rather crowded, and Cress was not a fan of these other kits. They were too much larger than he, too much older, and he looked forward to the time when they at least recieved their tattoos and went away to their respective tribes. In spite of this, he quite liked their mother. Vendetta was a sweet and soft-spoken she-cat, and it was a miracle that such a timid cat managed her bundles of terror.

Before long the nursery was left to the Shastox litter, and with each passing day they grew bigger. Farox would visit frequently, and Cress -- much like his siblings -- always looked forward to these times. Days passed, and though Cress loved his family, he always felt as though he didn't quite fit in. They never treated him any different, and yet he always felt out of place, distant. In a sense, the young tom had a sense that he was more on the outside looking in.

Residing within Light-Tribe's territory did not turn out to be all bad. There were kits younger than the Shastox litter whose mother was from Light-Tribe, and Cress was sometimes given the chance to make nice with the younger felines. One, daughter of the Silver-Earth, quickly became a special favourite of his. She was blind in one eye, and could have easily let her disability show as a weakness, she could have simply lay down and allowed others to cater to her whims . . . but she didn't, and Cress admired that about her.

Time seemed to pass quicker with each day, and soon the tribes started to ready themselves for war with the Caimens. It was around this time that the four kits were granted their tattoos and sent off to their tribes. Only one, the gentle she-kit Sylvani, was destined to remain in their birth tribe.

For Cress -- under the name of Idek -- the Shadow-Spirit placed their mark upon him. An unpleasant blue scowl curled over his muzzle and mirrored the usual grumpy expression he wore.

Six moons of training passed quickly, with Idek's body quickly filling out and his skills becoming honed. He learned much from his mentors -- for he had two, though the first left shortly after his apprenticeship had started -- and slowly fell into the daily routine of Shadow-Tribe life. In a sense he was happy, and yet sometimes he found himself wishing for more. His Tribemates were important to him, but Idek felt that he lacked a true connection with any of them.

Not long before Idek's tattoo was to turn Blue-Green, word reached the young tom that the Silver-Earth and one of his kits had passed away. Without hesitation, the Blue-Shadow took his leave of camp and went off in search of the fiery young she-cat, a Pink-Air, that he had felt so attached to in their younger days.

Before long, he located the she-cat staring bitterly into the Sink Hole. Within moments of speaking to Arya, seeing the dull pain in her eyes and the emptiness in her voice, Idek had made his choice. Without a single glance backward, he left Shadow-Tribe with the Pink-Turned-Black-Air. Soon, the colour had faded from his own tattoo as well, and his powers locked away from his reach.

TO BE CONTINUED...

| Relations |

Family;;

Name | Gender | Status | Tribe | Profession

Father:
Conan (Biological father) | Male | Deceased | Earth-Tribe | Guard
Farox | Male | Alive | Air-Tribe | Bone Crafter

Mother:
Shasta | Female | Alive | Earth-Tribe | Guard

Siblings:
Sylvani | Female | Alive | Earth-Tribe | Miner Apprentice
Cadia | Female | Alive | Water-Tribe | Guard Apprentice
Jace | Male | Alive | Light-Tribe | Poisoner Apprentice
Sohcah | Male | Alive | MIA | Unknown
Aeverie | Female | Alive | Air-Tribe | Warrior
Asher | Male | Alive | MIA | Unknown
*Note: All six are half-siblings, as none share both their mother and father with Idek.*

Other Relatives:
Tuari | Female | Deceased | Water-Tribe | Leader
Aunt Zarya | Female | Alive | Light-Tribe | Healer

Friends:
Arya | Female | Alive | MIA | Unknown

| Extra |

Fun Facts;;

Idek can’t stand centipedes, they are the only bug that terrifies him.

He wanted to go to Water-Tribe.

Idek was the final kit of Shasta’s litter, born at 3:49 pm EST.

Bird-watching is a favourite hobby of the young tom.

Idek was in love with Arya, but was never brave enough to tell her.

He is not likely to fall in love again, but you never know, I suppose? xD;

RP Example;;
||Blue-Shadow | Idek | Air-Tribe Bound||

Pain, blinding and entirely unfamiliar in its fury, lanced through his chest time and time again. Like the raining blows of an opponent, seemingly endless in their onslaught. Catching his breath felt foreign, impossibility amid a sea of hurt. The ache, carved deep, was for a cat he himself had hardly known. His few memories of the departed soul were pleasant ones, but foggy and scattered between fresher, stronger recollections. His mother had known the feline, he had been her leader, and while the young Blue-Shadow was certain it would hurt his mother, there was another he knew felt the loss much deeper.

It was for that cat -- strong in personality and heart -- that he ached. Idek was not experiencing pain for his own loss, but for the loss she would be feeling. Blue-green eyes shut tight in an attempt to blot out the reverberations, the unwanted agony. He wanted it to stop, wanted to be left alone. It had scarcely been a day since the accident, word of the Silver-Earth’s death reaching him through the grape vine, and he had not since been able to calm himself. Such information should not have shaken him so deeply, and yet his heart felt crushed, as though a large, unseen force was pressing down upon him.

She’ll be okay, she’s strong, again and again, an endless mantra played in his mind. The voice was his; that hushed tone that he had come to recognize as conscience. Would it be weak if he gave in and went to check on her? He knew the answer, every fiber of his being fully aware of the truth.

In unwanted rebellion, his mismatched paws carried him away from his own home. Large dark grey ears folded backward in an attempt to ignore the voice inside his mind, push aside the damned reason that constantly tried to steer his thoughts. Idek wanted only to check in on her, to be certain she was coping. The death of a father was unfamiliar to the young tom, but he had no doubt the empty feeling left inside would be tremendous. He had never been much for family and bonding, but the young Blue-Shadow was not sure he would be able to handle it if he discovered one of his own parents had died – and now she had lost both of hers.

The Stepping Stones were scarcely acknowledged as Idek proceeded forward, his airways constricting until he feared asphyxiation. She’ll be okay. She has to be . . .

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Description

Design by the stunning Galaxy-Prince . Art by the beautiful 3Tawnystripe . Thank you both so much~ <3333

| Basics |

Name;; Idek

Kit Name;; Cress

Gender;; Male

Age;; 18+ moons

Tribe;; None

Past Tribes;; Earth, Shadow

Ability;; Primary (Shadows / Darkness )

Rank;; Loner

Tribe Tattoo;; Black-Shadow

Soulbound;; None

Skills;; SKILL 1;; Seeing in the Dark | SKILL 2;; Sneaking Creep | SKILL 3;; Shadows Around Me 1

| Appearance |

Breed;; Russian Blue / Tabby / Himalayan x Havana Brown / Somali / Snowshoe

Height;; Larger than average, standing roughly two inches taller than most of his age.

Build;; With age has come bulk, and while Idek was once extremely lanky, his frame has started to fill out. His legs are now well-muscled, and his body shows a strength is previously did not. Still, he has rather long legs and large ears. His face is narrow, and angular in shape, adding an almost angry air to his overall appearance. Mid-length fur covers his frame and adds a little more bulk to him, though not nearly as much as it did when he was younger.

Pelt;; Soft, thick fur of white, and several shades of grey make up Idek's pelt. His body is decorated with large splotches of dark grey, mingled with lighter tones.
After Arya left, Idek stopped caring as much about his appearance, and his fur has become rather dull. He rarely bothers to groom mud and burrs from his pelt.

Eyes;; A seafoam shade of blue-green. Idek’s eyes are darker and lean toward blue around the pupil, and fade into a more washed-out green along the outside. While his eyes were once bright and should intelligence, they are now dull and cold. If he made an effort, the colour may come off as friendly, but the disgruntled scowl that seems perpetually frozen to his maw counteracts any chance of this.

Scars;; Two scars run diagonally across the muzzle, slanting down from below the right eye to his lower left cheek.
Single scar slicing vertically through his left eyebrow, caused by a rather sharp stick that the fool accidentally ran into while hunting. When asked, he usually makes up a great story that emphasizes his bravery in battle against a fictional fox.
Smaller scars, hardly notable through his pelt, also decorate Idek's flanks.

Accessories;; Two earrings on his right ear, given to him by Farox when he was still young. Idek would like to have more, but he doesn't have any friends, and what sort of loser gets accessories for themself?

| Personal Data|

Nature;; Naughty

Personality;;
|Distant || Immoral || Forceful || Confident || Good-Humoured|

[ - ] Distant; Idek has never been the sort of cat who enjoyed making friends. Rather, he keeps to himself and avoids situations which could lead to unwanted attachments. Physical contact does not at all appeal to the wiry young feline and rather than sleep cuddled up close to others he prefers to keep space between. It is rare for the young tom to share his ideas and thoughts with those around him, and he frequently deems others to be ‘annoying’ or ‘stupid’. Friends, affection, love . . . who needs it?
After becoming close friends with Arya and having her leave him, Idek has become even more shut-off from the rest of the world. He lives on his own and shies away from contact with other cats.

[ - ] Immoral; Alongside trying to keep to himself, Idek is an extremely inconsiderate individual. When he wants something he goes for it, regardless of the feelings and emotions of his companions. He could care less whether he upsets someone or ends up in trouble. What Idek wants, Idek goes for. In situations where it would come down to pleasing himself or pleasing another, he would instantly aim toward his own goals. While it is dictated that a cat should put his or her tribe above all else, the splotchy grey tom disagrees. If it comes to saving his ass or saving a tribemate, he’d leave the poor sucker to their fate.

[ = ] Forceful; There is no bending this young tom to one’s will, regardless of status. If there is something Idek doesn’t want to do, he won’t do it. Regardless of the situation, he would choose to stupidly follow his own desires before going along with the plan of another. In most situations, Idek would try to make others (via lies, manipulation, or physical force) follow him. There is no compromise as far as he is concerned; it’s his way, or the highway. One needs to be careful when arguing with Idek, or they may find themselves with a clawed ear. On the upside, this trait makes him less susceptible to peer-pressure when the infamous catnip is about.

[ + ] Confident; Insults and rude words merely seem to bounce off of Idek and fly off into oblivion. It doesn’t matter what any cat says to or about him, he brushes such things aside and isn’t even fazed. If there is one thing that the young tom has going for him, it’s his self-confidence. He has a strong understanding of who he is and where he’s going in life, and he thinks quite highly of himself. While Idek does know he has some flaws, he also knows that no cat is perfect (though he’s pretty damn close). A cocky bounce to his step and a self-assured smirk on his maw, he is not easily offended.

[ + ] Good-Humoured; Idek isn’t all bad, even if he often seems as such. In truth, if he ever allows a cat to get close to him without any mal intent, he can be quite the little charmer. A quick wit and the ability to make a sarcastic joke can be offered to those he trusts, if he ever feels the need to. Most often, these momentary bouts of comedy are fleeting, generally given in the form of an over-the-shoulder remark.

Background;;

Shasta and Farox had been an unlikely pair, their personalities seeming oddly mismatched . . . still, somehow the two found each other and -- after a few small bumps -- fell in love. In a sense, the Air-Tribe tom and Earth-Tribe she-cat balanced each other out. It was not long after the two became mates that their first litter was due, destined to contain four little bundles. Three of which from Farox and the fourth from the Earth-Tribe tom, Conan.

The final born of the litter, Cress, was not like his siblings. His father was not Farox, though the young kit was never to know of this. Even Shasta herself could not say if that was the case, for the young tom was nothing like Conan. With grey fur and sometimes horrible attitude toward others, Cress seemed to take more after a young Farox.

Unlike most Earth-Tribe kittens, the Shastox litter were not raised in their birth-tribe's territory. Shortly before the arrival of the four joyous bundles of fur, horrible creatures took over Earth-Tribe's home. Instead, the kittens were born in the Clearing of Light, a grew up in a makeshift nursery that had been set up there. Caimens, dangerous reptiles, as far as Cress had been concerned, these were all stories . . .

In the beginning, the nursery in Light-Tribe was shared with four other kittens, the offspring of Castail and Vendetta. It was rather crowded, and Cress was not a fan of these other kits. They were too much larger than he, too much older, and he looked forward to the time when they at least recieved their tattoos and went away to their respective tribes. In spite of this, he quite liked their mother. Vendetta was a sweet and soft-spoken she-cat, and it was a miracle that such a timid cat managed her bundles of terror.

Before long the nursery was left to the Shastox litter, and with each passing day they grew bigger. Farox would visit frequently, and Cress -- much like his siblings -- always looked forward to these times. Days passed, and though Cress loved his family, he always felt as though he didn't quite fit in. They never treated him any different, and yet he always felt out of place, distant. In a sense, the young tom had a sense that he was more on the outside looking in.

Residing within Light-Tribe's territory did not turn out to be all bad. There were kits younger than the Shastox litter whose mother was from Light-Tribe, and Cress was sometimes given the chance to make nice with the younger felines. One, daughter of the Silver-Earth, quickly became a special favourite of his. She was blind in one eye, and could have easily let her disability show as a weakness, she could have simply lay down and allowed others to cater to her whims . . . but she didn't, and Cress admired that about her.

Time seemed to pass quicker with each day, and soon the tribes started to ready themselves for war with the Caimens. It was around this time that the four kits were granted their tattoos and sent off to their tribes. Only one, the gentle she-kit Sylvani, was destined to remain in their birth tribe.

For Cress -- under the name of Idek -- the Shadow-Spirit placed their mark upon him. An unpleasant blue scowl curled over his muzzle and mirrored the usual grumpy expression he wore.

Six moons of training passed quickly, with Idek's body quickly filling out and his skills becoming honed. He learned much from his mentors -- for he had two, though the first left shortly after his apprenticeship had started -- and slowly fell into the daily routine of Shadow-Tribe life. In a sense he was happy, and yet sometimes he found himself wishing for more. His Tribemates were important to him, but Idek felt that he lacked a true connection with any of them.

Not long before Idek's tattoo was to turn Blue-Green, word reached the young tom that the Silver-Earth and one of his kits had passed away. Without hesitation, the Blue-Shadow took his leave of camp and went off in search of the fiery young she-cat, a Pink-Air, that he had felt so attached to in their younger days.

Before long, he located the she-cat staring bitterly into the Sink Hole. Within moments of speaking to Arya, seeing the dull pain in her eyes and the emptiness in her voice, Idek had made his choice. Without a single glance backward, he left Shadow-Tribe with the Pink-Turned-Black-Air. Soon, the colour had faded from his own tattoo as well, and his powers locked away from his reach.

TO BE CONTINUED...

| Relations |

Family;;

Name | Gender | Status | Tribe | Profession

Father:
Conan (Biological father) | Male | Deceased | Earth-Tribe | Guard
Farox | Male | Alive | Air-Tribe | Bone Crafter

Mother:
Shasta | Female | Alive | Earth-Tribe | Guard

Siblings:
Sylvani | Female | Alive | Earth-Tribe | Miner Apprentice
Cadia | Female | Alive | Water-Tribe | Guard Apprentice
Jace | Male | Alive | Light-Tribe | Poisoner Apprentice
Sohcah | Male | Alive | MIA | Unknown
Aeverie | Female | Alive | Air-Tribe | Warrior
Asher | Male | Alive | MIA | Unknown
*Note: All six are half-siblings, as none share both their mother and father with Idek.*

Other Relatives:
Tuari | Female | Deceased | Water-Tribe | Leader
Aunt Zarya | Female | Alive | Light-Tribe | Healer

Friends:
Arya | Female | Alive | MIA | Unknown

| Extra |

Fun Facts;;

Idek can’t stand centipedes, they are the only bug that terrifies him.

He wanted to go to Water-Tribe.

Idek was the final kit of Shasta’s litter, born at 3:49 pm EST.

Bird-watching is a favourite hobby of the young tom.

Idek was in love with Arya, but was never brave enough to tell her.

He is not likely to fall in love again, but you never know, I suppose? xD;

RP Example;;
||Blue-Shadow | Idek | Air-Tribe Bound||

Pain, blinding and entirely unfamiliar in its fury, lanced through his chest time and time again. Like the raining blows of an opponent, seemingly endless in their onslaught. Catching his breath felt foreign, impossibility amid a sea of hurt. The ache, carved deep, was for a cat he himself had hardly known. His few memories of the departed soul were pleasant ones, but foggy and scattered between fresher, stronger recollections. His mother had known the feline, he had been her leader, and while the young Blue-Shadow was certain it would hurt his mother, there was another he knew felt the loss much deeper.

It was for that cat -- strong in personality and heart -- that he ached. Idek was not experiencing pain for his own loss, but for the loss she would be feeling. Blue-green eyes shut tight in an attempt to blot out the reverberations, the unwanted agony. He wanted it to stop, wanted to be left alone. It had scarcely been a day since the accident, word of the Silver-Earth’s death reaching him through the grape vine, and he had not since been able to calm himself. Such information should not have shaken him so deeply, and yet his heart felt crushed, as though a large, unseen force was pressing down upon him.

She’ll be okay, she’s strong, again and again, an endless mantra played in his mind. The voice was his; that hushed tone that he had come to recognize as conscience. Would it be weak if he gave in and went to check on her? He knew the answer, every fiber of his being fully aware of the truth.

In unwanted rebellion, his mismatched paws carried him away from his own home. Large dark grey ears folded backward in an attempt to ignore the voice inside his mind, push aside the damned reason that constantly tried to steer his thoughts. Idek wanted only to check in on her, to be certain she was coping. The death of a father was unfamiliar to the young tom, but he had no doubt the empty feeling left inside would be tremendous. He had never been much for family and bonding, but the young Blue-Shadow was not sure he would be able to handle it if he discovered one of his own parents had died – and now she had lost both of hers.

The Stepping Stones were scarcely acknowledged as Idek proceeded forward, his airways constricting until he feared asphyxiation. She’ll be okay. She has to be . . .

Previous Refs;; the-golden-butterfly.deviantar…