- sorry i lost connection w/ him umu
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iBrevity wrote:
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iBrevity
name;
Haliai "Hali"
name meaning;
"Haliai were the nymphs of sea and shore. They were spirits of the deep, the waves, fish, coastal caverns, sandy beaches, rocks and pebbly shores. Most were daughters of the sea-gods, including the fifty famed Nereides. A few also appear in the guise of Naiad nymphs who guide fresh-water beneath the sea." (from Theoi)
gender;
agender, he/him or they/them pronouns
personality;
allocentric || considerate || trusting || thalassophile
A 'thalassophile' is someone who loves the sea and in that aspect Hali could be defined by nothing more accurately. He died beside the sea though he only barely remembers his death, some memory pulled foggy by time and motion but he loves the water still, the smell particularly, the sound. He stands on the sand and lets the water pull it out from beneath his paws, listens as it ushers pebbles and shells and seaweed back into its depths. He can often be found beside the sea simply walking on the beach, a cat half-seen out of the corner of a child's eye and then gone. He's quite involved with his after-life though, invested in doing whatever he can to make it more tolerable for the other cats he comes across and the humans and the animals alike. He likes making someone happy, and he will give up a great deal to accomplish that.
He's a rather simple cat in terms of hobbies and the like and has a soft spot for playing idly with fish in the shallows but otherwise he is more concerned about friends than he is about entertaining himself. Like most cats he enjoys sleeping and Hali is especially favorable towards sleeping by the sea. Recently he's begun sneaking onto local fisherman's boats to explore what he has only been able to look at from a distance before and there's something painfully familiar about the sensation of the wood rocking beneath his feet, the way the water laps quietly at the hull. He's not sure how he died but occasionally he considers if it was like this, swept into the sea by a boat, thrown by a storm, something. Still, he cannot help but go where his soul pulls him and it so often pulls him to the ocean.
his death;
Hali did indeed die on a ship though quite some time has passed in the mortal world since then. He was a mouser on a WWII vessel, taken to war for his veracity with the vermin that scuttled among the decks. The crew loved him fiercely and one soldier in particular boasted to all his comrades that when the war was over he would be taking Hali home. Of course, things happened, the war happened; the ship was sunk and a great deal of the crew drowned. That soldier who had so loved Hali survived and went home but with only a memory of a cat and the ghosts of many friends.

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