username:Hi, I'm Glacier-Lily; but you could also call me Lily, whatever floats your boat. As of yet, I am not a keeper of a Kiamara...
I don’t want to say ‘own’ because well it doesn’t really sound right... Like I am technically not the owner of my cat, merely her caretaker name: If I won this Kia, I'd name her Rook, which means smoke in Afrikaans
(though it's pronounced: Ru-ek ; whereas I pronounce it exactly the way it's spelled: rook) ; I think the name suits her because her fur looks like smoke on a cloudy day; well, that and I think Rook is a pretty name
gender: Rook would be Female; I honest-to-goodness could never imagine her as a boy. I know some people might; I can’t. I just can’t.
eye color: Rook's right eye is yellow, though her left eye is gold and always glows a lot brighter than her other eye does. Her left eye is less Kiamara-ish and slightly wolfish, maybe even dragon-ish; which is why she hides it. Rook’s eyes don’t have anything really special about them
(I mean, it’s not like she can shoot lasers from them or anything)hair style, length: Her hair is medium length and very messy, half of her hair covers her left eye. Rook's tail fur length is longish and just as messy as her hair. She doesn’t really care about the state of her hair, as long as it covers her left eye. Anyways she sorta likes her messy appearance, though I have no idea why.
feather placement and color: Rook has two barn owl feathers hanging from her tail and one feather in her hair. All her feathers where given to her by Hoot, who is a barn owl. The two feathers on her tail are molted secondary feathers; which represent her parents, old and dead, and cast away. While the feather in her hair is one of Hoot’s primary feathers that was plucked from the tip of the owl’s wing, representing Rook and how she was stolen from her home, her parents; though she is still strong and
(though Rook doesn’t believe so) beautiful. Though, like Rooks hair, the feather has become somewhat
(very) messy.
other accessories: She wears a dark grey cuff on her left paw; from when she was captured by humans, all the other kiamara’s there wore them and a thick chain around their necks, to try to prevent them from escaping. Which; obviously, only the Kia that tried to escape, did. Also Rook sometimes wears a tattered black cape; she found it hanging off a tree soon after she escaped and carried it around with her ever since.
personality: (limit 400 words)
~ShyRook is very shy and likes to keep a 20 meter radius from most other living beings
(with the exceptions of Hoot and whatever small creature she may hunt for food). She is very wary and always looking around for threats, and tends to notice every detail of her surroundings and becomes even more nervous when she notices something new or missing.
~Loyal If Rook ever made a good friend
(though she would have to meet someone first) she would do almost anything to keep them safe; because even though Rook is shy and nervous she would be incredibly loyal to them. Of course, if she ever hung around long enough to actually meet someone.
~Eerie/Ominous/(I don’t know what) Rook isn’t the type of kiamara to seek revenge or hold a grudge, preferring to stay safe and with no one other then Hoot. Rook has the ability to bring an eerie and ominous air
(feeling) wherever she goes, leaving a bunch of ghost stories in her wake.
~Friendly-ish-Ghost-like
Rook is a lot like a ghost, err... a friendly-ish ghost. She does tend to frighten younger Kiamaras who happen to stumble across her at night, but Rook would never, ever hurt anyone. If anyone was in trouble she would lead the nearest group of Kias to them; then disappear back into the forest.
Word count: 215 (223, if you count my mediocre titles)
art: xXxRook's refxXxRook hiding under her capexXxPixel art and Rook with HootxXx(bad)Pixel-Chibi RookArt was done by me
and Pictures weren't showing so I had to leave links extra: ((Rook's history:))
Rook doesn’t talk of her history; well she doesn’t talk at all (except to call/ refer to/ say ‘Hoot’)
. I’d be pretty sure she’s mute but she does say hoot so... Anyways, this is Rook’s history...Rook was born in a forest, far from humans. But like any place on this earth, they found the forest and captured all of its inhabitants. Unfortunately, these human weren’t the kind that keep kiamaras as pets, but those that fight them to the death for some money to fill their pockets. Rook was lucky, she only fought three times, and survived each; not by killing, but by escaping any other beastie they put in the cage the finish off a fight that was taking too long,
(even earning a few scars for not getting somewhere safe quickly enough). Because most of the other forest kiamaras died in fights, Rook had no friends; she stopped trying to make friends because they would die. Months later; a lucky male -about the same age as Rook- managed to escape. Three weeks later he came back, with a few humans referred to as “cops” and a young girl, freeing Rook and the four others that survived.
Rook has since traveled many miles and hasn’t come face-to-face with a human or kiamara. Though, a barn owl
(who she calls ‘Hoot’ because apparently she can’t say anything else) has become her traveling partner and her only dependable friend. Now Rook’s past is only nightmares, she really doesn’t care to meet anyone from that time; well, maybe that girl and kiamara that helped to rescue her, Rook would probably like to thank them properly for saving her from that hell...
Word count: 278
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