x
x
a forgotten story,
of stardom and
glory, is now all
that haunts me
before doors,
it’s got me right
down to the core,
i can’t take
anymore, see?
if even a freudian
slip of the tongue
x

x
is permitted in
lyrical melodies
If ever i cannot
enjoy spitting
verses i like without
swallowing back tears
if meaning the
void in my heart’s
gonna tear me
apart when it finally
breaks free
then let me scream out!
͙͘͡★ xiphosuradepths ͙͘͡★ fifty-five moons ͙͘͡★ leaffall ͙͘͡★ male : amab ͙͘͡★ he/him ͙͘͡★
͙͘͡★ bisexual biromantic ͙͘͡★ lead tidespeaker ͙͘͡★
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͙͘͡★ personality
xiphosuradepths isn't your average cat. he says little in the ways
of words, but not in the quiet, modest way another cat may. his
silence is deafening, it's unnerving, it makes bugs crawl under
the skin. there's just something about him that isn't quite right.
no one could ever call him mean or nasty, no, he's not that kind
of cat to avoid, and he's not necessarily creepy as he is more
uknown. despite what others feel about him, no one could
deny that he feels a deep connection to the clan and the sea
itself. xiphosuradepths isn't the loving type, he doesn't front
emotions like many others and keeps them all to himself, leaving
everyone wondering what he's thinking and feeling at any given
moment. he's mysterious and strange, he has rituals that are
unlike the average clan cats and he speaks in a tone that's foreign
to the ear. some may question his loyalty, as instead of being
bound by starclan, he is bound by the sea (like all tidespeakers) but
he has never minded the suspicion, the wary looks and the quick
paws around him. it may be lonely, but he was raised in the loneliness.
in his mind, he sees what he has to do, and he does it, no questions
asked. he cares not for approval - though that doesn't stop a small,
very small part of him wishing for some, just for once. ͙͘͡★
͙͘͡★ history
no one knows very much about xiphosuradepths. one day they just...
emerged from the woods, a young cat covered in ticks and burrs and
bloody mud. a young, high-content bobcat domestic cat hybrid, he
may have been only apprentice-aged but he was still capable - so why
was he alone, in such bad shape? no one knows. he never spoke about
it, and with that in the past there's no use trying to weasel it out of
him now. he was a special case - immediately the clan tidespeakers
knew he was unique. he spoke for the sea before the sea could even
speak to him, and he listened with a careful ear that picked up on even
the softest oceanic words. his heart belonged to the sea, it was clear
as the waters on a calm spring day. they suggested they take him under
their wing, so they did, and xiphosuradepths alone was able to interpret
the tide and its creatures before he graduated into his tidespeaker name.
as his predecessors passed, it was no doubt he would become the lead
tidespeaker, and raise the next generation into reading the tides unlike
any of their generations had seen before. ͙͘͡★
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✓ positive ♢ neutral ✗ negative ✰ friend ♡ love interest ♥ mates
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