BasicsApperance:
Your Name:Arouria
EBA's Name: Cacophony, Serelious, Kusa [means "grass"], Fukai Mori [means "deep forest"],Tsurī [Means "tree"] Tsumetai [means "cold"] Kiiro [means "cry"], Chimari, Fuslitamari, Cocote,
EBA's new home: Farms, Archive, heart, other stuffies
Which EBA?:A land born mermew that quietly sifts through the forest in spring , making it bustle with life.
Advanced
Full Name[In story]:Namida Fukai Mori, goes by Kiiro
Size: About 3-4 feet full gorwn
Hight: 1-2 feet full grown
Weight: 20-30 ilbs. full grown
Age [In story]: About 100 years old- roughly translates to 15 years old human life span.
Gender [In story]: Female
Personal
Likes: Fruit, Flavored water/juice, high places [such as trees], birds, land-dwelling animals, alone-time, day dreams, the unknown
Dislikes: Water in general,
Favorite food: Sea Peas
Favorite Animal: Cloud Dragons
Terms to Know
Umineko: Sea-dwelling cats
Kusaneko: Land-dwelling cats
Nekomari: Both Land and Sea cats
Unryū: A familiar dragon speicies, they dwell in cloud-like dorms far above the tree tops
Rīdā: A term for a pack or clan leader
Maken: A race of evil demon dogs that originated from deep in Hell, they were accedently released in The Great Kaihō Suru
The Great Kaihō Suru: Also known as The Great Releasing, a Nekomari tale telling of strange twolegged creatures opening a golden treasure chest and realising all of today's inhabiting creatures. Including all four dragon clans, the Maken, and the Nekomari. However no one has seen one of the twolegged creatures in over 30,000 years and there is little recorded information of them.
Sun: one day
Moon: One month
Chapter One:
Twist Of Fates
[Drawing so bad ahhh]
"Namida!" A crusty voice screeched acrossed the small clearing, echoing throughout the trees and waking half the prey -and cats- in the forest.
"Where has that damned girl gone?" An old, rust-colored she-cat meowed irritatedly. "She's supposed to meet Currulu today! And that frisky she-cat has the nerve to disappear on me! Why! This will have her scrubbing the floor for Suns! No, make that Moons! If she's not back in five minutes, I'm sending the Maken after her!" The violent cat roared, harshness glittering her moss-colored eyes. "Messa," A Black tom appered from the shadows, his mussle white from age. "I'm sure she'll be back before the
Ketsugō." His voice was rough with age, and his paws caulised from work in the forest. "She better be." Messa hissed, "Or you'll be paying for this aswell Gallon." Gallon took a step back into the shadows, but no emotion crossed his face, for all emotion he had once possesed had been drained by Messa. "Of course my beloved." He replied. Messa purred, "What a fine husbend you'll be, come tonight, durring the
Ketsugo, both we, and our breathren shall be bound by the binding. "We shall be forever bound, my love," Gallon tried to push some excitment into his voice, but it came out weeker then he would have hoped. Messa purred and laid her tail on his shoulder, "Now, dearest, you will go find Namida for me, yes?" "Of course," the tom replied. "Good, take the Maken if you must, but bring the girl back before the Ketsugo." Gallon dipped his head in respect, and quietly backed out of the cave. Once out, he glanced at the overlaying tree-tops that might have once letsun shine through thier banches. "Oh Namida," He sighed, "My daughter, what has happened to us?" With the last words he headed towards the cave of the Maken.
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BasicsApperance:
Your Name:Arouria
EBA's Name: Cacophony, Serelious, Kusa [means "grass"], Fukai Mori [means "deep forest"],Tsurī [Means "tree"] Tsumetai [means "cold"] Kiiro [means "cry"], Chimari, Fuslitamari, Cocote,
EBA's new home: Farms, Archive, heart, other stuffies
Which EBA?:A land born mermew that quietly sifts through the forest in spring , making it bustle with life.
Advanced
Full Name[In story]:Namida Fukai Mori, goes by Kiiro
Size: About 3-4 feet full gorwn
Hight: 1-2 feet full grown
Weight: 20-30 ilbs. full grown
Age [In story]: About 100 years old- roughly translates to 15 years old human life span.
Gender [In story]: Female
Personal
Likes: Fruit, Flavored water/juice, high places [such as trees], birds, land-dwelling animals, alone-time, day dreams, the unknown
Dislikes: Water in general,
Favorite food: Sea Peas
Favorite Animal: Cloud Dragons
Terms to Know
Umineko: Sea-dwelling cats
Kusaneko: Land-dwelling cats
Nekomari: Both Land and Sea cats
Unryū: A familiar dragon speicies, they dwell in cloud-like dorms far above the tree tops
Rīdā: A term for a pack or clan leader
Maken: A race of evil demon dogs that originated from deep in Hell, they were accedently released in The Great Kaihō Suru
The Great Kaihō Suru: Also known as The Great Releasing, a Nekomari tale telling of strange twolegged creatures opening a golden treasure chest and realising all of today's inhabiting creatures. Including all four dragon clans, the Maken, and the Nekomari. However no one has seen one of the twolegged creatures in over 30,000 years and there is little recorded information of them.
Sun: one day
Moon: One month
Chapter One:
Twist Of Fates
THERE IS GOING TO BE A DECENT DRAWING HERE SOON YESYESYES
"Namida!" A crusty voice screeched acrossed the small clearing, echoing throughout the trees and waking half the prey -and cats- in the forest.
"Where has that damned girl gone?" An old, rust-colored she-cat meowed irritatedly. "She's supposed to meet Currulu today! And that frisky she-cat has the nerve to disappear on me! Why! This will have her scrubbing the floor for Suns! No, make that Moons! If she's not back in five minutes, I'm sending the Maken after her!" The violent cat roared, harshness glittering her moss-colored eyes. "Messa," A Black tom appered from the shadows, his mussle white from age. "I'm sure she'll be back before the Ketsugō." His voice was rough with age, and his paws caulised from work in the forest. "She better be." Messa hissed, "Or you'll be paying for this aswell Gallon." Gallon took a step back into the shadows, but no emotion crossed his face, for all emotion he had once possesed had been drained by Messa. "Of course my beloved." He replied. Messa purred, "What a fine husbend you'll be, come tonight, durring the Ketsugo, both we, and our breathren shall be bound by the binding. "We shall be forever bound, my love," Gallon tried to push some excitment into his voice, but it came out weeker then he would have hoped. Messa purred and laid her tail on his shoulder, "Now, dearest, you will go find Namida for me, yes?" "Of course," the tom replied. "Good, take the Maken if you must, but bring the girl back before the Ketsugo." Gallon dipped his head in respect, and quietly backed out of the cave. Once out, he glanced at the overlaying tree-tops that might have once letsun shine through thier banches. "Oh Namida," He sighed, "My daughter, what has happened to us?" With the last words he headed towards the cave of the Maken.
"Hi-ya!" Namida could feel her claws slice though the soft tree-bark, her kick off had landed perfectly, right where she had aimed it. Panting hard, she looked up at the tree she had been practicing on. The thing was practicly in shreds, only about a foot think, and six feet tall, it haden't been much of a match, but still gave her a chance to practice the new moves she'd been working on. She sat down gracfully and stared up at the sky, almost sunhigh.. she thought. Great, Messa and pops are probably already throwing a fit about tonight. She thought. Tonight..... She was not looking foward to tonight. The Ketsugo, her Ketsugo, or "binding" was going to take place tonight. And to some snob she'd never even met, Messa's son Currulu. Once you were bound, there was no braking it. She would be married to some preppy tom cat who had the whole clan bowing at his paws, and Messa would take her father's place as Rida. Yep, she was going to stall this as long as she could. Sighing heavily, she placed a paw againced the tree-truck, outloud, she spoke, "Thanks for practicing with me, here, as a reward.." Namida consintrated on the image of the tree before she had shreded it. Peaceful, strong, silent.. And soon eough there it was, the tree tht stood infront of her haden't a scratch on it. Satisfied with her work, she turned to go find something else to do. Then the sent hit her. Maken. Man she hated those things. At least five times the size of any normal cat, they had black, matted fur -probably with blood-, and sharp, claw-like teeth that were the last things too many cats saw. Thier breath smelled like rotting flesh and they took up most of the space in the camp. Messa had made an "Aliance" with them Moons ago, giving her great and mighty "They will protect us from the Umineko! They will be our saviours!" crap speech. In reality they were hellish mutts that had one thing on thier mind -kill. Along with the Maken's rotting sent, however, she caught another sent. "Great, pops is with them too." This could only mean trouble. Making a split-second decision, she took off into the trees.
Chapter Two
Dreams
Heart ramming inside her chest, the young Kusuneko weaved in and out of trees, trying to keep a fast pace despite her blurring vision. How long have I been running now? She wondered, her speed was starting to dwindle without her conscious decision. Feels like I've been running for hours... the adrenaline that had kept her body moving was fading into the back of her mind, and the young cat was starting to get extremely dizzy." Maybe..I'll just......stopforamomenttt..." Her words blending from exhaustion, she collapsed onto the ground, panting hard, eyes closed. The last of the fiery motivation was depleted from her body, and she slipped into a desolate darkness.
Where is she? I will find her. I will kill her. Those where the thoughts running through my head. Over and over again. But, it wasn't my thought, it felt like someone else was standing on top of me. No, In me. I looked down. The paws I saw where not mine, but those of another cat. Who's paws where a dappled brown that bled into sleek white paws. I was viewing the world from someone else's point of view. At the same time, it didn't really feel wrong either. In fact, the voice was comforting, like something that I had thought I'd lost, but had come back.. "So you've come" A booming voice broke the thoughts, and the quiet darkness erupted into a violent scene. Bodies,cat bodies, coated an unfamiliar forest floor. The sent of blood hung heavily in the air, like an eire, festering cloud. As I stared at the bodies, a fury of emotions filled my chest. Rage, grief, passion, and fear. No, I felt fear. The cat whose body I possessed knew no such word. Suddenly my vision went red, and an soul-consuming rage blazed through my body like a wild fire, all thoughts of fear or safety engulfed in the blaze. "SEENTORI!" The cat screamed towards the heavens, slicing the silence of the bodies scattered around the floor. Who's Seentori? My part of the mind wondered. Could she be the one this cat was thinking of earlier? "I know your here you heartless wrench! SHOW YOURSELF!" A voice snarled, it sounded just like mine, but, the rage in it was shell-shocking. Suddenly, I could feel myself blending into this body, like a memory, once lost, now awakened. I could feel all of this strange cat's emotions. All of them. Suddenly, it all became smoother, like I was recalling a wisp of memory from the past. And I fell right into the scene. The red haze around my eyes funneled my vision, but I didn't care. I cared only about finding Seenori. And killing her. I was one with this other cat, I could feel her rage and thirst for vengeance. I felt every pawstep she took as if it where my own. As if I had been here in her place. Suddenly a lean figured she-cat with dirty green eyes stepped from behind a towering maple. Her rusted coat had a sense of familiarity to it, but our minds had snapped to other things. "You." We hissed in unison. Our eyes glazed over with fury. " You and those damned Maken.." Voice cracking, but strong, we continued. "You. You Murdered them all!" We screeched at the older she-cat. "Everyone I ever loved or cared for, even father! Your husband!" I could feel tears trickling down my face. "They were in my way." Seentori replied calmly, as if stating the weather outside. "They had to be disposed of. They could have violated my plans." The rusty-colored she cat's eyes showed not a hint of emotion." "Disposed of!?" We hissed back, "Just the way you 'Disposed of' The Umineko?" Umineko? My side of the spirit wondered. Weren't those the hell-cats that where released along with the Maken in The Great Releasing? Now I was even more confused. We had been told stories almost every night of our life about them. Most of them at the meetings Messa held every night. There where savage beasts with long, pointed fangs and taste for blood. Aside from that, they where also seamonsters. What kind of cat lives in the sea anyways? Suddenly the older cat was speaking again, and I was thrown back into the whirling chaos. The older cat was growling, ears flat against her head. "They were savages" She snarled. "They were different from us." Seentori hissed. "They where innocent!" We cried back, "We were innocent..." The last part was purely on the other half's accord, and left me more in the dark then I was before. "Kiiro" Seentori meowed, rage still trickling through her voice. "He was not one of us. He had to be killed. What you two did was unexceptable." Everything about Kiiro (That had to be the name of this she-cat) had stopped. We held our breath, and our heart seemed to skip a beat. "Oh? And I suppose you are? One of us that is? You despicable tyrant. Your not even Nekomari! These 'Life Potions' you take to expand your life has turned you into a monster worse than this would could ever have imagined. This is your last chance, Seenori, hand over the Life Potion and we won't have to do this." Seenori stared right at us, a cheshire grin feeding her facial features. "I take orders" The rusty she-cats porcilen claws slid out with a sickeningly unnatural sheeshhk "From no one." The cat's dull green eyes flashed open as she leapt, claws extended. We where cornered, with no where to turn. Looking right into the leaping she-cats eyes, Kirro whispered, just loud enough for the red she-cat to hear, "I will be back." The last words I remember hearing were; "Not if I kill you first." And with that, everything went black.
Chapter 3
An Unlikely Alliance
Namida's eyes flashed open, and she was on her feet in an instant. Panting hard, she swiveled her head around the clearing she was in. Nobody was there but her. Sitting on her rump, she tried to recall the dream that had just came to her. But the memories were fuzzy, a silver she-cat, a forest floor soaked with blood.... She shook her chestnut colored head, she had more importent things to worry about then some silly dream, Yeah, like 'where the heck am I?' would be a good place to start. Namida flicked her ears, trying to pick up any traces of lingering animals, such as; 1) Cats, and 2) Maken. Neither sounded like a good choice right now. Concentrating hard, she rotated her ears back and forth until she heard a distant splashing beyond the trees. Must be a creek near by. She thought. A drink of water after that long run sounded pretty good right now, so she began wading towards the source of the running water. After a good fifteen minutes of stumbling over branches and tripping on leaves, she reached a small pond wich fed into a stream below.
