Owned by MistCat
MistCat wrote:Username
MistCat
Name
Jahi
(meaning "dignified")
Gender
MalePersonality wrote:Loyal-Jahi is the warrior of his pack, and son of the pack's leader, Ekon. So in Jahi opinion loyalty is the most important trait a 'cet could have. Jahi is almost obsessed with loyalty.
Bold-He is never afraid to speak his mind or start a fight.
Dignified-Jahi is next in line to be leader and he certainly tries to act like it, but often comes off as aloof instead.
Aggressive-If words fail Jahi doesn't mind violence to prove is point and will often keep arguing to prove a point long after he realizes he is wrong.
Encouraging-Jahi always hates to see his close friends feeling down and his always there with a a word of encouragement.
Rebellious-He enjoys protecting his pack as a warrior, but feels he isn't cut out to be future leader. Although he isn't adept at following orders and will do what he thinks is right no matter what orders are.
Moody-He maybe a warrior and leader-to-be, but sometimes just feels like sitting in his den and sulking. He is often rather irritable as well.
Hot-headed-His father, Ekon, constantly tells Jahi he needs to be more calm and cool if he wishes to be leader one day. Jahi can't help it, is very passionate about what he believes and refuses to let anyone dare offend him.
Over-Confident-Jahi sometimes feels he could take on an entire army, like he could never die, like he could never get older.
Kind-He has a soft heart for visclings and weaker 'cet and feels its his job to protect and stand up for them.
Self-reliant-He can take care of himself and he knows it.
A flirt-He just is.Short Story wrote:I sigh slightly. the cool autumn breeze swirls though forest. The chill in the air hinting to the winter to come. I am laying in my den, watching two visclings play fighting happily. I chuckle to myself. Visclings, i've always had a soft spot for them. However my thoughts diift to what has be troubling me. winter is coming and we don't have enough prey in the woods to feed them during the harsh cold months. I'v addressed father about the subject, he simply asked 'what do you suggest we do?' I get up and stalk out of my den to talk a walk. He knows what i think! But he simply scoffs when i tell him we should try to take neighboring pack's territory. They are weak, and they have plentiful prey, enough to take us through the winter. I continue walking, i glance up at the trees. I feel a small hint of joy. Oh, the leaves where quite lovely at this time of year. I sit down next to a golden hued tree. Watching the leaves twirl to the forest floor. Overthrowing the neighboring pack, it wasn't a new idea. I had told father of my plan before. After all, long ago, before I was born, that territory was ours. But then, it was stolen from us, and father refused to do anything about it. He claimed we didn't even need the land. 'Well guess what?' I think sullenly to myself 'I need-WE need it now!' I sigh, i respect my father and love him dearly, but sometimes... sometimes i think he is too soft on our foes.Basic Info wrote: Age
23 (in 'cet years)
Favorite color
Gold
Rank
Warrior
Best Friend
His pet coyote, Forest
Mate
None
Leisure activities
Running, walking,
mock fighting,
Training, training
other viscets to
be warriors, work,
helping build new dens
Likes
Summer
Shiny trinkets
Mock fighting
Visclings
Pack Elders
Coyotes
Hunting
Running
Taking walks
Showing off
Dislikes
Winter
Ice
Snow
Rain
Pacifists
Being ordered around
Being humble
Silence
StormsTheme song wrote:Seven Nation Army - White Stripes
