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Username: /nyx.
Cat Name: Varíscite
Gender: female
Rank: serapher [gem-broker]
Clan: Lé'echékyo
Age: irrelevant [adult]
Prompt:

"Thank you, Varís," the mother says again, and for a hardened huntress, isn't she too kind? Most of the lé'eckékyo bypass pleasantries, especially after a different traverse.

It's nothing, Varís is about to say, but then the traveller adds, confusing pity with sympathy, "I know you wanted to be a hunter, too."

The blood chills in her veins. She wanted to be a hunter? The audacity—

Her rush of icy hatred isn't subtle, either — behind Varís, the huntress' treasure begin to cry.

The huntress herself makes a hasty retreat, preferring to save her own pelt than to stick around and comfort her kits.

Vermin.

Varís despises kittens on a good day; she loathes their yowls more than anything. Yowling is an obvious sign of weakness; unfortunately, she's discouraged from conditioning the youth unless they've already been brokered.

Instead of hisses at them (which would undoubtedly make their cries worse), Varís allows her eyes to glaze over. They turn from jade to a milky soy green, and the seffer spits, "Shut up!"

Immediately, the treasure cease their whines.

"Now go away. Lie down, whatever; but be quiet and behave."

The kits do just that.

Varís' lips curl up into the shell of a smirk, closer to a sneer than a smile.

"Finally," she grumbles to herself, eyes still the shade of milky soy. They'll stay like that until another oblivious pest comes along, until she has to release the curse.

Varís should be thankful that lasa'archiea saved her eyes, turned her sight into something better. But right now, she's not. Only hateful, jealous, frustrated.

And that's fine.

She can be grateful some other time.

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[If it's not clear, Varíscite was an incanter before her summoner died, which rendered Varíscite's powers useless. She would've been executed if not for lasa'archiea (the portal goddess)'s interference in the matter. The goddess gave her mind-controlling-esque abilities in exchange for Varís' sight. However, Varís can only curse kits. While her traveling privileges were still revoked, this did save Varís from execution.

Her power isn't a well-known fact, and a certain select few would riot if they knew that their children were being controlled in such a mindless manner. Those who know of Varís' ability call her the 'gem-broker' since, in lé'echékyo, kits are also known as treasure (which is inherently plural) — biologically male young are called gemstones, and biologically female young are called jewels. Brokering is the act of assigning treasure to their future mentors.

The catch here is that some of the lé'echékyo think that Varíscite is a serapher (caretaker) because she's 'generous' or 'kind' / from the goodness of her heart, even though it's a do or die situation. The actual rare quality that high ranks cherish about Varís is her mind-controlling skills, which actually saves a ton of resources. No need to keep the kits entertained and all that stuff; just curse them to sleep.]

[Mythz]

congrats!! hm's to knickknacks and quirky;
everyones ideas were so creative <3

Username: Shuurock
Cat Name: Gentle Pine
Gender: Female (she/her)
Rank: Diplomat
Clan: The Pride
Age: 4 years 2 months
Prompt:

While most cats in The Pride have a lot of confidence and strength Pine holds a sense of understanding that others usually do not. Having to hunt your own food and fight for survival can make you hard and jaded, but Pine has never let that sway her. She has always had such a elegant kindness to her that no matter how much anger someone has she finds a way to calm them and talk through their problems. Before The Pride came into contact with outside cats this wasn’t much of a necessity, but now that their environment and neighbors are changing someone like Pine is exactly what they need to stick together while keeping outside groups away.

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congrats, y'all!

[Shuurock]

Aah~ congrats to the HMs
And thank you so much!!