

My name is NARANDA, but you can call me
Nar, Nara, Narnia or anything else you can think
of. I love MWKs and hope to own this lovely boy.
My name is Settouzai, it is a Japanese name
meaning 'stealing'. My parents knew I had a habit
of stealing, they knew I would grow up to be a theif.
I am a male milky was kit, do I not look male to you?
Or do I look girlish? I don't like being mistaken for
a girl thank you very much.
I am straight, there is no fun in pairing
with a male, it is harder to break there hearts once
I get bored of them and want to move on.
He is a cruel and mean kit. He like to see others pain and suffering, he likes to break their hearts and hurt their spirits. He dislikes any male by far, but women he finds as fun toys to use. He'll lure them in, making then believe he loves them, and then leaves them with an empty heart, hoping he shattered their love life forever, making them lose trust in the feeling. He does not care for any other except for his own self, it's doubtful anything will ever change that, but maybe, just maybe.
Background/History;
What a beautiful orb that female had, but there was no way I was just gonna take from her, no, she would talk, then my life would ruined. I smiled, I knew what to do, what to do to get that lovely orb that would make my tail look like a dancing fire. I crept away planning what I was to do, how that orb would become mine and help me to ruin the love of others.
Days past before I finally came up with the perfect plan. I found the female once again and followed her, waiting for her to be alone, waiting for the right moment to make my move. Then it came. It was dark and cold as the night crept in, she was making her way home when I came out the shadows in front of her. She seemed surprised and then a bit of fear sparked in her eyes. "Hello." She spoke in a shaky voice, trying to go around me, but I blocked her path. She started to shake as she knew this was not good. It made my heart happy to know she was afraid. "My, my, what a lovely colored tail." I smiled wickedly at her. "St-stay away from me." She stuttered in fear, trying to get away from me, but I had her trapped, pinned against the wall. Then I struck.
I listened as her only child mourned the loss of his mother, mourned at the loss of the only family he had left. I had taken her life that night and left a pup alone in the world. What a successful night, two lives destroyed, one that can never be recovered and what that shall soon be filled with anger and hate, just like mine was. What I did that night was the best thing I had ever done.
Every girl I come across asks me how I got it, I tell them it belonged to a family member who was passing and they gave it to me with their final breathe. Ha! So many fall for it. Now you know the true story behind it all. The story on how I got my second orb. Better not spread it or I shall find you and you shall meet the same fate as that lovely female.




oh miserable, unlucky, cursed one
name meaning wrote:infelix means unhappy, unfortunate, unlucky in latin. there is a large chance that this was not his given name and he changed it after some time.
personality wrote:i really can't explain infelix's personality, because he has many. personalities, i mean. because he just can't choose what sort of person he wants to be, so he chooses to have a whole set of personalities he can use. you could almost say that these personalities are masks that hide his true personality. because this is him, the one that has mastered tricking, lying, hiding.
so what can he be like? anything he wants really. he can be a happy kit, one who always smiles and generally is quite nice and amiable towards others. he acts like quite an understanding soul, who is quick to make friends and slow to anger.
he can also be mischievous, and seems to love pulling pranks and just making fun of others just for the sake of it. but that's not all, he can also be a cold, distant figure who is introverted and prefers solitude. or he can become an angry kit, who is impatient and has quite the temperament.
he can change into all of these people in a blink of an eye, so others also call him bipolar or unusual. this makes it almost impossible to make friends, but infelix doesn't mind. he has chosen solitude after all.
but strip it all away, and what is he? nothing. he has no personality of his own, you could call him an empty shell. it's almost like he takes other people's personalities and uses them as him own.
history wrote:weird! go die! demon! go away! he had tired of hearing these words, and he no longer fought back, defended himself. but he often wondered, just what was so odd about him? once again, infelix looked at his reflection in the water. his bright red eyes were unusual, but other kits had crimson eyes as well, but they were not scorned. it was just fate then. what a cruel fate. he pawed at the orb which hung around his neck, and released a sigh, simply staring at his reflection. what a lonely life, but he had gotten used to it. it wasn't too bad.
he stayed there for a long time. no one was really in charge of him; his parents had him taken away as they believed he brought unluckiness and misfortune. but as he stood up and turned to leave the lake, a rustling behind him stopped him. he paused, and stood very still. this was his place, no one dared to come because they knew this was where he stayed most days. it was a lie to say that he was prepared to face another kit, he had terrible social skills due to everyone avoiding him. but the more he willed for the other to go away, the more loud the paw steps and rustling seemed to become.
"Hello? Is anyone there?" it was a male's voice, infelix noted. infelix coughed quietly, having no idea how to reply.
Moments later, a kit he had never seen before emerged from the trees, shaking his body to rid himself of leaves which had been caught there. His eyes almost seemed to brighten as they caught sight of the single kit that sat by the river, and he padded closer to him. infelix had the urge to move away, his fur stood on its end as the stranger came closer. Infelix usually liked to keep his distance from others, and everything worked out that way. But this one was different.. somehow.
Infelix sensed no fear.
Maybe an outsider?
"Hello!" the other's voice was bright, and his eyes shone even under the harsh glare of the sun. Infelix guessed he was about his age; quite a young age, that was.
"Hello." infelix replied quietly, averting his gaze. maybe if the other saw his red eyes, he would become frightened and run away. infelix wouldn't call himself shy, he just wasn't used to voicing his thoughts. there was no point, because no one would listen anyway. "Are you new here?" he asked, voice barely audible over the chirp of a bird.
"I am!" the latter replied, obviously eager to make conversation. "My name is Arcae, nice to meet you." he was not afraid? Even seeing his dark colouration and eyes?
"I am..." infelix hesitated. should he say his name? it was such an ugly, ugly, name. "[ ----- ]"
And so, a very unlikely, but beautiful friendship was sparked. Infelix didn't mind sharing his 'spot', not really. in fact, he enjoyed showing Arcae around, and showing him the places where the fish swam and the rabbit hole by the tree besides the ant mount. Arcae, in return, told him about what was happening outside the little box which infelix called his life. And, i guess you could call them... friends.
Days passed, then months, then years. And as the seasons changed, so did Infelix. He had told himself that he didn't mind the life he had; living all alone and hated by all but one. but it affected him, even if he thought it wouldn't. even with his one connection to the outside world, Arcae, he still changed. he became more quiet, more angry, more hateful, towards those that hated him. He would think, what did i do to deserve this? i didn't do anything! and he even began to doubt his one and only friend, Arcae. What if he's just a spy for the others? reporting my actions? or maybe he's just friends with me because he pities me.
And so infelix shut himself away, he cut off all connections with the outside world. yes, even with Arcae. and it was a terrible phase he went through; many feelings emerged then shut themselves away somewhere deep inside of him. i should die, i should do what they say, they should shut up! they should be the scorned ones, hate hate hate hate hate. And sometime during this phase, he hurt someone. he had long forgotten who, but he had taken the kit's orb. it was just another way to release all his anger. and because of this, he was looked upon with even more distaste, scorn. and that was when infelix decided to leave the small village. it hated him and he hated it, why had he even stayed up until now?
"I'm coming with you."
"Arcae, stop it. You have friends here."
"I did have a friend here. One who is leaving."
"Don't come with me, I'm just a cursed creature. I'll bring about misfortune. Besides, I've 'betrayed', haven't I."
"I'm coming with you, [ ------ ]."
"..... do what you want. As long as you call me Infelix from now on."
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