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TGB: Iris Apprentice ref

Published: Mar 22, 2013

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_{Name: Iris (Eye-Riss) (Meaning: Rainbow, faith, wisdom, peace of mind, friendship, hope)

Kit-name Speckle

Age: 6 moons-1 year

Gender: Female

Tribe Tattoo: Pink earth

Proffession: Guard apprentice

Soulbound: N/A

Mentor: Rey

Skills: Feel the earth

*will gain 3 skills after adult hood from tribe leveling

Trivia:

Voice Actor - Vannessa Carlton
Sexuality - Undefined
Dreams - Adventuring with Coud and Kyle, Running through a field of flowers, staying in Fire tribe with her mother
Fears - Being forgotten by those she loves, Being mistreated because of her lisp, having her lisp forever, being left alone
Secrets - Resents her sisters for getting to stay in Fire-tribe , thinks herself immature and stupid, resents being chosen to be a guard apprentice, has seperation/anxiety issues now that she has to be independant
Themes - 1000 miles by Vanessa Carson

Favorites:

Color - Purple or Blue
Hobby - Picking flowers, Grooming, Listening to stories, Playing with her brother Coud and Kyle
Game - Hide and go Seek
Place - at her mom's side OTL N/A

Appearance:

She seems to be an even mixture of attributes from both her parents. While her face and body type seem like a remembrance from her father, her over all size and pelt design seem all Tzurai. Her pelt is a light pinkish cinnamon with a darker brown speckled saddling that darkens as to closes in on her spine. Her tail is plumed and silky, as is the fur of her throat fur and bangs. Her ears are large(almost dorky in comparison to her head), soft and gently rounded as her mother's is, but has Nobuo's dark brown curled tips. Like Tzurai, Iris has a lightly furred chest, underbelly, and paws, along with small shoots of tabby markings on her lower front legs. Finally, her eyes are a purplish blue, and a small dark brown beauty mark takes its place just underneath her left eye. Above said eyes are a set of partially splintering black eye brows, similar to Nobuo's. She also sports a bit of a snaggle tooth, and has a lisp due to her tongue not being able to pass her teeth.

Now older and no longer just a cute pudgy face, Iris has gained a bit more of her father's height, but still maintains her mother's plump flank. Her tail has lengthened and thinned a bit, though still plumed and fluffy. Curly sprigs of the notorious Nobuo bangs are slowly beginning to emerge from behind her ears, often poking into her eyes. Her pelt hasn't changed at all, still fluffy, tan and brown, and covered in spots, with her mother's signature beauty mark still diagonally below her left eye.

Accessories:

A spiral earring that takes up most of her ear with a connected purple tear drop jewel

One of her deceased uncle Ross's bracelets.

Personality:

Kind - Not much has changed as far as personalities go for Iris, and she is still the kind, considerate sweetheart she was in Fire tribe's nursery. Her touch is still as gentle has a butterfly's, her voice is still soft and welcoming, and her friendliness towards all, large or small, Air-tribe to Water-tribe, hasn't faded in the least. She would pick flowers for her brother and best friend to see rather than fight, and she loves to help others if there is a task they cannot handle alone. Though don't be too surprised if she may get a bit of an attitude if you try her patience. Iris doesn't have to be nice to everyone, certainly not those who act in a way that may irritate her, and she's gained a bit of toughness from her sister Robin and brother Freckle. However, all in all, Iris struggles to have feelings of malice or discomfort with anyone she meets, and would rather go a week without grooming than hurt someone's feelings.

Intuitive/ Intelligent: Her good looks and tiny stature aren't the only thing that she inherited from her dear mother, and her friends would surely agree. While Iris can be gullible, she is certainly not slow on the uptake, and can quickly solve a problem that may befall herself or another. She can memorize difficult battle maneuvers as easily as an adolescent, and adores learning about the wonders of the world around her. Listening to the stories of elders isn't just fun for this she-cat, it's also insightful. You can learn a lot about history from a simple tale. Now older and wiser Iris has also gained the ability to pick up on emotions better, and she'd be one of the first to notice if a friend was angry or upset. Or she may just think you need to pee, but none the less.

Peaceful/ Unconfrontational - Just as she has always been (and probably will always be) Iris hates to fight. She has the guts to do so, but she hates it. She hates seeing others in pain, others shedding blood and cats around her suffering. She finds it almost inconceivable that there ever were any wars, much less one that happened a few moons before her own birth. But this peaceful nature isn't just to ward off a fight. Iris adores socializing and having friends. While she may not of always liked some of the other kittens in the nursery, she loved to play with them anyway. She gains the confidence from both her parents and her elder siblings, and has no problem introducing her name (kit of course; Iris is no fool ;3) to any potential friend. While some cats may see this weak and stupid, Iris disagrees. Some times it's the sheer strength of a friend ship that can stop a possible aggressive situation.

Obedient/ Gullible: Tell Iris to fetch you a meal, she will fetch you a meal. Tell Iris to do the guard stance again, she will do the guard stance again. Tell Iris to be silent, she will be silent. It seems crazy to think that two volatile and irritable cats such as Tzurai and Nobuo could produce a sweet little angel such as Iris. She does as she's told and rarely to never speaks out of turn. She grooms 4 times a day, just as she was taught, and would gladly do the same with her brother Coud. She follows behind adolescents and adults, never in front. She holds her tongue when she doesn't agree with something another older than her said. This trait, while all good and respectful, can actually cause serious problems for the young she cat. She will follow the orders of another tribe cat if they look even a little bit responsible if she is alone. She'll believe rumors over fact if the rumors reach her ears first.

History:

Iris, born Speckle, was the 4th of 5 kittens born in the second litter of Tzurai and Nobuo. Iris, being the smallest female, was much loved by her mother and a young warrior by the name of Jensen. And also brought many felines entertainment due to her curious lisp. She was also particularly close friends with her some what older brother, Snow, and his best friend, Cerul. The three were inseparably, causing plenty of kitten mischief, but always having the baby faces and cute charm to earn forgiveness. Speckle especially, since she was usually the first to apologize, blame herself, and take any punishment that was earned. Her obedience earned her mother's favoritism, and she also earned the acute affections of her eldest sister, Maika.
But trouble was on it's way. Not long after her 4th moon of life passed, the decision was made that the tribes would have to find a new home in the north, where the former exiles had lived. There was much worry that the kittens would be unable to make the journey, as it was in the middle of the winter, and the trek was long and dangerous. But, miraculously, all the kittens survived, and settled into the new Fire tribe camp successfully.

A couple of moons passed, and the time had finally come. Tzurai and Eva's kittens were to be given to their respective tattoos. Speckle was quite anxious of this event, since she'd always hoped she'd be given the fire tattoo, and have the privilege to stay with her mother. But this was not to be. While both of her sisters gained the tattoo of fire so like their mother's, Speckle gained the tattoo of Earth, chucking her off to a land she knew nothing about. Her new name was Iris, a beautiful flower, but that did nothing to curb her utter despair. The sadness was softened some what, since her kitten friend, Cerul, newly named Kyle, was also made Earth tribe. But the 'leader' of their group, her precious brother Snow, was given the water tattoo, separating the gang.

Iris could only stand in silence as her brother walked to her, rubbing against her in comfort, pleading with her to protect Cerul, promising her they would be together again. Someday. Iris kept this belief in her heart ever since, but it wasn't very easy to adjust in Earth tribe....

Whether it was because of her heritage as the Fire tribe leader's daughter or some other strange reason, Iris was given Rey, the yellow earth, as a mentor. Her friend Kyle was given to the current leader, Zaeli. Iris was far from settled, even accidentally injuring herself in Night watch forest. Luckily, her ever loving uncle Ross was there to cheer her up, even giving him one of his silver wrist bands. The young she cat was reassured and comforted that nothing was as bad as it seemed, and her life wasn't over just because of a small separation from her mother and brother. This didn't last very long. Soon after Ross lost his life to a fallen tree, coupled along with Zaeli leaving the tribes. Rey was left in charge and Kyle mentor-less. Iris didn't know what to do. Now, not only had her uncle died, but her mentor didn't have time to train her, and her best friend was inconsolable. 'Why is life going so wrong?'

Family:

Mother: Tzurai

Father: Nobuo

Uncles: Orro, Ross

Aunts: Neiru

Brothes: Luca, Leyvatan, Maze, Warrun, Coud, Sanquis

Sisters: Wren, Maika, Nuri, Akarui

Nephews: N/A

Nieces: N/A

Cousins: N/A

Mate: N/A

Kit(s): N/A

Relationship sheet: TBA

RP Example: (from RP with Skitty)

[Yellow-fire / Castail / Cat's Eye] He felt that terribly crumbling in his chest start, just as Sandy scooted away from him. 'She hates me, she totally hates me. Who can blame her I just tried to DROWN her.' was all Castail could think as he stared at her, his pupils large and apologetic. He didn't move from where he was sitting, but his tattoo was still activated. "I'm....I'm so sorry Sandy.....I...I should of known. I should of gotten out of the water. You almost...." his voice cracked then, the guilt and self loathing evident in his voice and expression. Blood dribble from his nose to his mouth, the poor area swelling bigger and bigger the more he spoke. He could just barely get by with out sounding like his nose was stuffed. It was, but it didn't matter. He ignore the ache, and merely looked up at his half drowned friend, eyes watery. His sad frowned deepened as she thanked him. Thanked him for what? For nearly killing her? For making her go through probably the most horrifying experience any cat could go through? Even as she commented on his nose, Castail frowned, but his muzzle wrinkled, and he looked away."Don't be sorry. My dumb ass deserves it." he chopped out with a low hiss, not having to courage to look back into her admiring silvery gaze. She thanked him for saving her in that cute quivering voice of hers, asked if she could do something to help with his nose, even joked about how inept at swimming she was for being an earth triber. After a few seconds of silence, the blue gray tabby looked up again, staring into the earth triber's eyes with darkened irises, his cheek fur wetted with tears of anger and horror. He rose from his spot on the shore, still staring at the pale striped she cat with utter guilt and sorrow, and made several slow steps towards. Soon, the yellow fire was close enough to brush his nose with hers, and he merely stood there, still staring at her. "Sandy....." was the only thing he whispered before he moved his head past hers, burying his muzzle into the fur of her neck. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine, just as long as you're okay and breathing......Spirits I'm sorry. I almost killed y-you." His voice had thickened, and tears started to stream from his now burgundy eyes, blood shot from the sting of the water. 'Spirits why do I always put those I care for in danger? Why must I be such a bad luck charm?' His questions would of course go unanswered, but the tom was content in inhaling the others sent, blanded by the water but still alive and still breathing.

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vaniIIasprinkIes

Sep 12, 2013

_{Would you like to roleplay with my Connor? Also I realized something cute. They are both the same age <:3 I find that adorable.}