[Aethyrr]

Lord Knight


Altaïr


Alt or Alta


Male


June 21st, 1995
I was born on the summer solstice nineteen years ago. There are only two solstices, winter and summer. I was glad for summer. It fits me more. My fiery passim for life, my warm looking fur, the butterflies that trail me. I always enjoyed the heat better than I did the cold. I was an only child from the day I was born.


Gemini

If you’re born between the 13th and the 21st of June, the influence of Aquarius and the unpredictable planet Uranus has a sway over your life and your temperament. You are spontaneous in many areas of your life and like to explore the unknown. Your life will swing from the positive to the negative so you must be prepared for some turbulent times in your life. At least you’ll never be bored with the challenges that are presented to you, and as you grow older and develop more wisdom, you’re likely to be regarded as someone with extraordinary knowledge and a capacity to help those around you. Your path is one of compassion and humanitarianism.
From this site about Gemini

Dark | Unique | Creative | Cunning | Courageous | Aloof

Many of the others I know consider me as a bit dark. As you can see my fur isn't the brightest of things, except for my tail of course. That's not why though. I always stay to the shadows and watch people. I'm not the social type and I like to stay out of all the long conversations and the attention. I was never one for overly happy moments either. My smiles are rare and everyone knows it's like getting a great piece of cake when they see my smile.

I am unique by many means. One is my fur, but again that's not the reason why. I like to do things my own way. My way is always odd and more different than what others would think. I come up with these crazy plans that always work. I am also unique by just being myself. Having my own personality and creative thoughts make me like this. No one else can be me and I'm one in a million.

Creative is another way to describe me. I'm not he simple type that would take the shortest path. I search for the more interesting ones. If I had a choice of crossing a river, I wouldn't just walk across on stones. I'd probably swing across on a vine or jump tree to tree. My art isn't that bad either and I always have great inspirations.

I am most defiantly cunning. I am very smart compared to the others that I know in my life and I just always want to learn more. My knowledge grows as the days go by. I can come up with the sneakiest plans as well. Just like a thief I know how to get by things and pull of insane tricks that always seem to work.

I'd say I'm about half courageous. My friends know it for sure. I'm not afraid of anything, I may not like some stuff, but I'm not afraid of it. I could face a bear and go at it head on without hesitation, or jump into a raging river to swim across when I could get battered by the rocks. Everyone calls me crazy and insane, I call it normal.

I like to stay away from others most of the time. It makes me feel uncomfortable being with more than one other person, and that one has to be someone I know and like. This started when I was younger. I stayed away from the others because they never liked me. It all set in motion when my love disappeared as well. I never loved another being other than my family after that. It made me lonely and made me just want to get away.

Likes:
The night, butterflies, fireworks, watching the flames of a fire [In the years before that terrible accident], nature, being in the open, winning, coming up with plans, being in charge, and being educated with current events.

Dislikes:
Bright lights, loud noises, being stuck in small spaces, being alone, losing, following commands, having a loss of ideas and being late.

Favorite Food:
My favorite food has to be pancakes with blueberries and strawberries. I just love the juice of the berries since I like fruits a lot and I've always just love pancakes. Mixed together is amazing.

Favorite Drink:
My favorite drink is a berry smoothie. As I said I like fruit and things like berries. Wen you mix them together, so many different flavors combine.

Favorite Dessert:
I really like peanut butter pie. Nothing can beat this in my world. The peanut butter, the chocolate, the cream. It's the best thing ever.

Favorite Snack:
I love to eat chips and salsa. I usually make the salsa myself of course and with the tortilla chips it's my favorite snack by far.

Too hot…it's the heat again. Why must it bother me? I always liked the heat, but why not? What has happened to me? Why…

I woke with a jolt from my sleep, sitting up immediately on my cot. I looked around and gave a small sigh of relief to see that this was real now. It was all okay…That dream has been bothering me for months. I don't know why though. I always liked the warmth of summer but now…it seems to bother me a bit. My birthday is in two months, and I have no clue why this would come up now. Why must everything be so different so quick?

I reach up with a paw and rub my head, trying to clear it of those nasty thoughts. It's only a dream after all…one that's been coming back every night, but still a dream. Or is it a nightmare since it scares me? I don't really care nor do I want to really know. I was only a teen after all. I shouldn't even be having these dreams and yet they chose me still.

I get up out of my cot and stretch, ready for the new day. I yawn, realizing how tired I really was. I must've woken at least three time that past night. I really hate these nightmares…I hope they go away by my birthday.

*Two months later*

My birthday is today. I should be excited but I'm not really sure anymore. The nightmares I was having suddenly stopped five days earlier. It makes me wonder what's going to happen. The suspense is killing me and I can only hope nothing bad happens. My fur keeps bristling though as if something bad is about to happen. But what?

Later that night I prepare myself a great meal with my family. I stay to the side of course, it I can't get out of that infernal birthday song. That has to be my least favorite part about birthdays. I get some cool presents though. A dagger from my uncle, a necklace from my friend, two wrist cuffs from my father and a few other neat things. It was a good night. Until I went to bed.

I didn't even have to sleep. The heat was in my room already. A glowing was above my bed and I felt a shiver go through me. I wasn't scared, only nervous of what to come. If I wasn't nervous, I wouldn't be normal. I approach the light carefully. "Altaïr, you come." It spoke in a feminine voice. "We welcome you and wish you a good birthday."

I was speechless for a second. "Why have you come? What are you?" I ask.

"A guardian of the world. We have seen you do great things in the past and we are here to encourage more out of you." She spoke. "We want you to be a hero for the people Altaïr. To protect those you love."

"I thought I was already doing that. Why ask me though?" I reply.

She seemed amused. "You are a good person, Altaïr. Strong and brave and caring. You will do good in this. I swear…" When she was finished speaking, the light vanished. I stood there silently in the dark of my room. It was going to be an interesting life for sure now.

It has been two years since the event that happened on my birthday. That fateful day where I found the orb around my neck after that light left. Or guardian, whatever she was. I have learned from the orb and have become wiser than before, or so my family says. I know a bit more defiantly. It has also given me power.

Butterflies. That's right, it gave me butterflies. They are created by the power and substance of the orb I carry. I learned some things though. If you use it right, you command them. I played around with this for days and even weeks after I discovered this new and interesting power. I loved it. I never hurt anyone either. I once used them to help a kit find her way home. I never faced the kit myself though, I wasn't ready for all that social time yet.

As the years slowly passed, I learned more than before and have used this…power to help those in need. Not many know I have it, but those who do wish me to get rid of it. They say it makes me different and more separated from the world. That light said I was a guardian though so I didn't believe them. I thought it good. And to me it always will be…

The butterflies you see flying around me aren't an accident or a mistake. I made them rather. The orb around my neck has special powers that only I understand. I found the orb after I met with that light in my room. It was sitting on my bed. When I slipped it on, a butterfly had appeared. I believe they're made from my more deep thoughts. Perhaps happiness or curiosity. Those have always been my guesses. Anyway, I can make them. I can't control what they do though. Sometimes they lead me to special things and sometimes they lead me to a place that I remember from my childhood. It's fascinating what they do and I know they'll always help, even if they aren't truly real.

Let's get down to business then, shall we? Could you answer a few questions for us, Altaïr?

Look, I'm not really the social kind of guy that talks to complete strangers…especially those that look like you and want to ask questions about my life.

I apologize. I am just a simple reporter. May we get on with things now?

Fine. Ask away, Mr. Reporter.

Anyway…how many people have you helped in your life?

That is defiantly an odd question, but I will answer I suppose. I have helped too many people to count. Next question please.

How close were you to your friends? If you had any of course.

What kind of assumption is that? Of course I had friends! I was close to them personally but I was always the one not to talk unless someone asked me something important. It's how I went.

Did you enjoy being picked to be a guardian to help people?

In a way. I never really liked being the center of attention, but I did like helping. I was glad I could do more in life than just sit around, even if I did do it from the shadows.

What about the orb? Opinions?

The orb I wear around my neck was a bit weird to find laying on my bed. The powers even weirder. I got used to it though.

I heard it changed you in a way.

That's what my family said, though I don't believe them. I feel perfectly fine. They say sometimes I talk nonsense or even do something that isn't like me. I still don't think it's the truth.

Interesting. Well, thank you for answering the questions.

Yes, good, now get out of my house.

*June 21st, 1995*

The warm summer breeze blew outside of the small house. This shabby house was different than the rest however. It held new life just born minutes ago. A little kit, with the colors of fire and ice. The pelt was of the fire shades while the tail was icy and bright blue. There was something special about this one though. The mother was laying on a small cot with fluffy pillows and the father sat by her side on the ground. The kit was curled up in her lap.

"What shall we name him?" The father asked with a small smile full of pride at his firstborn kit and son. The mother looked up at him and smiled in return.

"Altaïr. I always loved the name and an old friend of mine was named so. He was a good person." She replied softly, smiling again at the thought of her friend who had died saving another from a rockslide. The father nodded his agreement.

"It's a good name." He said and gave her a lick on the cheek, then looked down at the kit. "Altaïr…"

*3 months later*
*September 14th, 1995*

"Come on dad!" I insisted, my hackles raised in the air as I readied myself to run again. My father looked exhausted but gave an amused smile.

"Not now, Altaïr." He replied and reached up to scratch his ear. "I've been chasing you all day. Can't we do something else?"

I shook my head. There was nothing else to do really. I wasn't fond of being around the other kits that lived nearby. Mother said I was just shy, but I just don't like being around them. Only my father and mother. My father was still fun even if he couldn't run as much as I could. "I want to play chase!"

My father sighed and smiled. "Fine, but you better run fast." I gave a squeak as he dashed right on after me through the yard. It was a good life.

*2 years later*
*August 13th, 1997*

I had grown out fine my father said. My fur was shiny as always since I took special care of that part. My tail was always bright, which I still was unsure of. My hair, or mane as you may say, had grown out much more than before. I was two thirds my fathers size still and I always liked being bigger. I knew it wouldn't happen yet though. Although I did have a good thing coming. I was stronger, smarter and some of the girls liked me at least.

I wandered down the path of a wooded area behind my house alone. I wasn't one for being social as I already said earlier. The path was dirt and I was scuffing it up every time I put my paws down to walk. The forest was nice and peaceful with the birds chirping and leaves swaying in the trees. I was heading to my usual place at the waterfall. It was a mile walk, but I didn't mind. I could always use the exercise.

I arrive at the small river and smile at seeing the waterfall ahead, and we all know I don't smile just for anything. The water sparkled as it fell down the side of large black rocks. I padded up to the edge and sat down in a grassy area, watching the water and small fish that lived there. What could be more peaceful? I glanced back when I heard footprints and saw my friend. She smiled at me. It was Jocelyn, or Joce as I called her.

She was around my age, a bit smaller in size though. Her pelt was a pretty orange with red markings and a beautiful blue tail almost like mine. She sat next to me. "What are you doing all the way out here? I thought you'd be home."

I was quiet for a moment before speaking. She looked so lovely today. "Well, I, uh, I waned to see the waterfall. It's, um, very peaceful here." I stammered, smacking myself mentally. She looked amused though.

"Oh really? Mind if I stay then?" She asked with one of those pretty smile. I felt myself blush under my fur and she seemed to notice it. She giggled and kissed my cheek. I blushed deeper.

"Uh, yeah, sure!" I stammered quickly. I smiled back to make it less awkward. I was never good with romance but I knew she was my first crush then.

*5 months later*
*January 24th, 1998*

Heat. That's all I felt in that single moment. Heat. Fire was around me, bursting through the trees of the forest. A branch caught a flames and fell right at my feet. I jump back quickly to get away if the scattering embers. This wasn't suppose to happen, it just wasn't… "Joce!" I cried out as I began running through the trees for my life. The forest was on fire, and it was bad.

I had taken Joce out for a little stroll then it all went wrong. Somehow the bush caught the flames and it began to spread. We ran as fast as we could to get away, and I lost her. I lost my love, my heart and my dearest friend. I still had hope that she got away, but I was never sure. I ran out of the trees coughing, with smoke and ash in my pelt. I wildly look around and back for my love. "Joce!" I cried out more desperately. It didn't work though.

I waited and I waited. Minutes that I waited in my house turned into hours. And those hours turned into days that I didn't see my love. And I realized it then. She must be dead. Else she would've returned to me to make sure I was ok. And I would nuzzle her gently, smelling the sweet scent of her pelt once more. It never came though. The smell, the cries, my love. She never came.

Tears streaked down my cheeks at the realization of that. She was either dead or she left him for good. Neither was good, and both bad as the other. I sat in my room with these thoughts in my head. How did she die in the fire? A branch? The smoke? Or if she ran, why and where to? Did I do something wrong? I never got the answers I sought. After that terrible day, the nightmares began. The ones about the heat. The ones about the fire.

*One year later*
*January 16, 1999*

It's been a year since the terrible accident of Joce disappearing. In that year my family saw changes in me. I became darker, more solemn and even more away from others. I never could take things like this very well. I loved her and it feels like a hole is in it now from what had happened. "Altaïr?" A soft voice asked. I glanced back slightly to see another of my friends, Jake. He was more annoying than he was comforting.

"Go away," I said firmly and turned back around, laying my head on my paws. I didn't feel like talking anymore to anyone. He just had to sit next to me though.

"Altaïr, talking will help you feel better and we're all worried about you. You barely talk to us anymore and you always go off with that orb of yours." Jake said, the worry in his voice obvious.

"I said go away Jake," I said more demandingly. I wrapped my paws around the orb at the mention of it, keeping it safe from Jake.

"You have changed, my friend. And not for the better. We'll be by the river if you need us." Jake said and stood, padding away. I was glad he left, I didn't want to see him right now anyway. Too depressed…too lonely. Nothing to love anymore since my heart was shattered. I sighed and fell asleep.

*3 years later*
*February 12, 2002*

I was laying on my cot in my room, my head on the pillow. Many years had passed and I still stay away from my friends. I can't take their happiness when I'm not happy. It feels horrible to me and I feel jealous that they're always happy. They always come over though to check on me. I always send them away. My mother says I should try being nicer, but how could I be nicer with these horrible memories? If things got better and not worse, maybe I would be a bit nicer.

I huffed as I got out of my cot and stretched my paws out. My orb was laying under my pillow and I reached a paw over to draw it out. I nudged the string around my neck so it was a necklace. I found it's easier to carry this way. I make my way out of my room, and out of the house, only replying to my parents with "I'll be back." I just wanted to be alone again, like I always am this time of day.

My steps found their way into the forest once again. Most of it was still black and dead from the fire years earlier. I frown at the thought of the fire that had taken so many lives, though all were plants. Except Joce of course, I could never forget that day. It went so wrong so quick…almost as if I was never destined to fall in love.

I plopped down by the river that I always used to sit by and let my paw dangle into the cold water. I didn't mind the cold much anymore, the heat bothered me though a bit. I like the warmth, just not the memories and thoughts. I watched the tiny fish swim around my paw and sighed. The fish were really my only friends these days, they were the only ones I was ever around.

I felt tears sting my eyes at my loneliness, but I didn't let them fall over onto my cheeks. I wasn't that kind of emotional guy. I was strong…strong enough to try and over come this. I slid the orb from my neck and placed a paw around its side as I looked into it. Just a tiny thought and suddenly a small blue butterfly formed, beginning to fly from the orb like ink. I watched it flutter around my head for a few minutes then urged it to leave. I wanted it to find something happy instead of being with me.

I laid my head back down and pushed the orb aside, then closed my eyes. I shifted my position to get more comfortable and suddenly heard a plop. I snap open my eyes to see that I had accidentally pushed the orb into the river. "No! Stupid!" I scolded myself as I stood and hurried into the water. It was freezing and made my fur stick to my body. The current pushed the orb further downstream as I began to swim after it.

Minutes went by and I couldn't get to it. It disappeared around a bend in the river and I lost it. My ears pulled back at the thought of losing my most precious item. I stood there in disbelief for another few minutes before inwent ashore and shook off my fur. I plopped onto the grass and laid my head onto my paws. That's two things I had lost now. Two wonderful things. I close my eyes and wished that this nightmare was over.

"I believe you lost this." A voice said from behind me. I froze and tensed. The voice was feminine and sounded oddly familiar. "I found it in the river."

I opened my eyes quickly and glanced back. There I saw Joce standing with the orb at her paws. Her fur was soaking wet and she was smiling. "Y-you're alive!" I stammered and pushed myself to my feet.

She nodded. "Yes. After the fire I grew sick so I couldn't come to see you. My family moved away for a while and we just came back yesterday." She smiled again. "I'm sooo sorry I didn't tell you sooner,"

I didn't really care about that now. I padded over and nuzzled her neck gently, enjoying the scent of her fur once more. "I missed you so much…you have no idea how sad I was."

She gave a sad look. "The others said you changed, and that the orb was making you different." I shook my head at that.

"They say it's making me different, but I'm not. Losing you made me different," I admitted and sat down with my first smile in a long time.

"I never knew I caused so much pain. Can you forgive me?" She asked.

"It was never your fault. And of course I forgive you!" I reply immediately. "Would you like to come over later perhaps? I've been working on a bunch of things that I want you to see."

She smiled at the idea. "I'd love to."

*One year later*
*July 6, 2003*

It's been a year now since Joce returned to my life. Within that year I became a bit more social with my friends and I actually smiled more often. We spent a lot of time together now and I loved it. We would go to the river every day and hang out, watching the fish swim and all. My friends even joined me once as well. Jake was still as annoying as ever though. I don't know why, he's just annoying to me.

Joce actually had to move again on June 25th. I wasn't sad this time actually. I was happy sine I knew she was alive and well and I could write to her or visit whenever I wanted to. I gave her a kiss then she left with that sweet smile again. I wish I could go with her, but my place is here with my family and with my orb. The orb. That was a different story within this time.

I had actually showed Joce what the orb did and I told her how I got it. I wasn't sure if I was suppose to but I didn't care. It was mine to do what I wanted with now. "Joce, I want to show you something," I had said.

She smiled at me after glancing up from the river. We were there at the time. "What is it, Altaïr? You can show me anything you want." I smiled back and pulled the orb out from where I was laying on it. "That old thing? I already saw it though."

"But you don't know what it does," I had insisted to her. I place my paw on it, seeing she was watching and with a thought one of the butterflies appeared. I remember hearing her gasp in wonder.

"A butterfly? It's so pretty…" She reached a paw up to touch it, but it only fluttered around her paw out of reach. "How did you do that?"

"The orb has powers, Joce." I began. "Some guardian brought it to me years ago and I have learned you can do this from it. It only makes butterflies but I can do what I want with them. I use them to help others when they need it." I felt her move closer to me.

"That's wonderful and amazing," She exclaimed with another smile. "You're a good person Altïar." She kissed my cheek and I blushed.

I was surprised that she actually liked the idea of the orb and it's powers. It's made me a better person than I was before. It's like a part of me now that I can't get rid of. My friends say now the same as Joce did. It's made me a better person. It has changed me for sure that's true, but for the better still in my opinion. I may have gotton greedy over it at first but that was the beginning. This is how I want it to end.

The Dagger:
The dagger I got from my uncle for my birthday one year. I like it because I enjoy trying new things. Fighting is a thing my father taught me when I was little and using a dagger allows me to try something new, or a new style.

The Necklace:
The necklace I got the same year. Ironically it was a necklace with the pendant of flames. It was odd to me, but I later understood it was for the fire look of my pelt, not my dreams.

The Wrist Cuffs:
I have to admit that the wrist cuffs were pretty cool. Once again I got them that same birthday. I love them actually. Every day I wear them. It makes me feel strong and they just look pretty cool.

[winchester.]

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[SpartanAmethyst]

Hey Ninai, is there any way you could extend the competition? Maybe about a week or so? c:

[Nevermore Raven]

Hey Ninai, is there any way you could extend the competition? Maybe about a week or so? c:

I don't think she can, all the staff kits are supposed to be judged before February.
Wait strike that, I actually think she might be able to because Qualeo extended her's to the 2nd, and to be honest an extension would be nice xD

[Qualeo]

If Ninai chooses to, she may extend it up to three days in to Febuary. No more than that.

[Zera]

I really hope it will be extended T.T

[Valesfer]

i agree. a extension would be nice; their so much more i want to do| I ran out of time so i just didn't summit it|

[Ninai]

Alright, guys I decided to extend to 5th February, please try to finish your forms.

[Nevermore Raven]

Ninai, could this be extended until later into the night tomorrow? I have time to work on my form during the evening, but not during the day. It would help for just a few hours after 5:00 Mountain Standard. I'm sure I could get my form done by then.

[Aethyrr]

Good luck all ^^