Post by firenzo .!? on Jun 11, 2010 23:31:02 GMT -5
simplicity - -
• name •
firenzo
• age •
13 months
• gender •
male
• rank •
common
• patron god •
helite
• shift rarity •
common
• shift form •
red fox
• ooc name •
whisper
firenzo
• age •
13 months
• gender •
male
• rank •
common
• patron god •
helite
• shift rarity •
common
• shift form •
red fox
• ooc name •
whisper
detail - -
• appearance •
click.When you think of a charming, easy-going, slightly immature tom as Firenzo is, it leaves room for imagination as to what he might look like. This tom shows off strength and mirth; his build is that of a sturdy Maine Coon, one strong but relaxed. Being rather large, he stands a good few heads higher than the other males and his tail is nearly 3/2 longer. His legs are, perhaps, slightly short for his size, but the rest of his body is neatly in-synch. Firenzo has very large, very toned muscles; not only from rigorous training but from his father's side of the DNA ladder.
Though he's a very handsome tom from first glance, Firenzo's fur is what makes the females swoon. A soft, layered coat of medium-length, ginger-golden fur envelopes his form. No, it does not shine; it radiates. Like an inner glow, the fur is warm without being stuffy, and is the perfect length on all angles. It sways like water when he moves, and the pelt is extremely fine-haired. If it weren't so thick, he would be very cold at winter. The base of his coat is a creamy ginger; if there were no tabby stripes, you'd think him completely cream. Thankfully though, rich golden stripes swirl around his pelt. Swirling, not covering, because the lines are barely visible, and if you tried to find the line where the stripe ended and the regular fur began you would not find one. His tail is long and is more of a plume attached to his bottom than anything else. It gets darker down there, and the stripes are more distinct. The tips of his ears, face, tail, and paws are a nice dark blended ginger, too, and he has a pink nose. His paws are large and well-tufted with bits of longer-haired fur, so his winter treks through snow give him no problems with cracked pads.
Firenzo's eyes can certainly charm you. Though they aren't dazzling green or startlingly blue, the color they inherit might be even more spectacular. His warm, forest-y orange-amber orbs do not shine, and are as soft and warm as the rest of him. They have a little sparkle when Firenzo is feeling passionate about something, and are always wildly animated. Even in a serious conversation, they are always moving; rolling up, shifting to the side, flicking from one cat to the next, but never in a way that seems rude or defiant. They are normally accompanied by a friendly twinkle, a twinkle that doesn't seem possible with such soft eyes.
Now, there is another story to Firenzo, as there is all Tribe cats. His shifted form is none other than a red fox, the brightest you will brobably ever see. It's large for a fox; standing almost as tall as a young wolf would. Firenzo's fox form gets black on his points, creating a striking contrast. His eyes during his shift remain the same sparkling amber; the amber that glows from the inside like the sun.
• personality •
Like closing your eyes and tapping to a melody, Firenzo is the symbol of letting loose and hanging out. Whistling a merry tune, an afternoon snack in the sunshine, a light jog to ease the energy out of any day. Firenzo is known as a purple sardine among blue ones; a comfortable contrast, a change every cat welcomes.
He's an easy rider; not considered lazy, but loose-strung and flowing with the current of tribe life. He takes things easy and understandingly, and is very hard to get angry or upset. He's one to shrug off the finger-pointing of life, and not think about it later. He doesn't hold cats for anything, and can't believe that there has ever been an 'evil' or 'good' cat in the world. He laughs at the serious conversations; the ones in movies that makes sentimental people lust. The love scenes that seem to happen all the time; it's like a play to him, and a set up. He pulls down the props on your standard love story, exposing them as the staged whatever-things that they are.
Thus, those cats bother him; the cats that life in the past and the future. Those who long for something other than themselves. He's a realist. There are known facts. Believe them.
He's a natural talker, though not the one 'to stand up when no one else will.' He's smooth and relaxed; calm and dependable. You can tell him all your secrets; he's a great listener, but just don't expect him to keep them close to his heart or even remember them. He's always been comfortable around both genders of cats; it's all the same, but he has the social smarts to know that there are differences he has to respect.
He's kind of envied, and he knows it. There are cats who indulge in those 'deep thoughts' and he gets it and listens to it as if he was one of them. He has a line, though; a line he never crosses or allows anyone cross for any reason.
And that reason is, simply, growing up. Maturing. Settling down. It irritates him, makes him change the subject. It's shown with the flick of the tail, a twitch of the whiskers, a slightly out-of-it expression in his bright amber eyes. If you don't take a hint, he'll change the subject in a very smooth manner, as if it wasn't his intention at all to do so. He's a lighter type, and he feels he is not needed in the areas any darker than that.
The past forgets him, and the future scares him. He lives purely in the now, touching the lives of others (mostly unintentionally) on the way.
The only main problem with Firenzo? His mask. His joker-ness, his show-offiness, and his flirt-iness are all part of this perfect mask he's built around himself. It started as a kit, with a single thought. If i act this way, cats like me. It's expanded, and it's the reason for his perfect, sought-after personality. The other cats- even his best friends- never could see why Firenzo needed his mask, but they didn't understand that this mask was a part of him. Firenzo, without his mask, would not be the Firenzo everyone knew. It doesn't burden him, and he relies on it. Thus, it will never be different to the outside world.
As it's been mentioned before, Firenzo treats both genders with equal respect. He has never followed his kin in praying to the gods of love and lust, for he believes that if he were meant for love he would get it, surely. He visits the females often; bringing food, chatting, and flirting. Though he respects those of the other nature, it doesn't stop him from being a huge flirt. He doesn't look for mates, however; he looks for friends. To him, femmes are fascinating. Excluded creatures that, mysteriously, have never thought to rebel against their obvious discomfort. He's been teased for being a 'Female Friend' but he really doesn't mind, and cats have stoped bugging him about it in their quest to become his friend.
• history •
When summer was at it's height and Helite was busy burning on his bright blue throne, it was said that the great god happened to look downwards towards the tribe. The sunlight from his eyes streamed down onto the shape of a young white female, and was held for naught an instant before it was quickly replaced by average day again. It is said that in that brief time of recognition, a kit was born- and that kit was named Firenzo.
A protege to say the very least, Firenzo could not be born in a more perfect family. His father, Soliel, was as respected as a thirty moon uncommon could be; he had the pelt of a roaring fire and was twice as bold. His mother? A young white femme by the name of Lilleh, with eyes as bright green as newleaf grass. Firenzo's mother and father were bred selectively, you see- the entire clan knew that he had lust for Lilleh, and the leader paired them together with the thought that their kits would share the two's strength. It was not an unhappy relationship, as both cats enjoyed eachother's company. It was not surprizing that Lilleh had given birth to six kittens, as she had been born in a liter of six herself. Firenzo was the first born, and it was said that he took up all of Helite's admiration for himself.
He was a strong cat, as strong as his father, and was closely watched by the tribe. With an uncommon father and a rare mother, they couldn't wait to see what he erupted into. He was the smartest, bravest, and strongest of all the kits, and instantly the most popular. The females all had crushes on him, and the males strived to be like him. He was the pride of his father, and a best friend to anyone who wanted one. His best friend was his sister Aura, as she had the same charming personality as he. Constantly surrounded by several cats, he learned good social smarts at an early age.
When he shifted for the first time, it was in his sleep. He woke up to find that he had black paws one morning, and so he instinctively looked around for the sulprit that had smashed blackberries on him. He was the first in his litter to shift, and for the next few weeks was constantly shifting in and out of his fox form at random. His father and nanny were both dissappointed in the fact that he was nothing more than a common, but they tried not to let their feelings show.
It was training turned to be a problem for Firenzo and his father. Soliel wanted his son to be as powerful and strong as he, but his young shining kit had no inclination that he was to be as battle-hungry as his father. Soliel, you see, put all his efforts into his patron god, Aromian. He knew that Firenzo was blessed by Helite himself, but that did not stop him from teaching his son the most difficult battle moves, the most cunning strategies for every fight. Firenzo had no interest in fighting other males for glory; he thought it unnessesary and rude. Soliel was merciless with Firenzo and his siblings, training them 'till they collapsed in bed every night. Over time, Firenzo learned how to adapt his personality so that his father wouldn't train him as hard, and was able to regain his social life. His brothers could never excape his father's rigorous training routine, but Firenzo managed to become a full tribe member without too much exhaustion.
extra - -
• other •
none.
• family •
soliel- father, aromian
lilleh- mother, erosate
aura- sister, rashia
eclîpsis- brother, rumelt
libertas- sister, aromian
albus- brother, milaria
littia- sister, rashia
• need thread •
coming up next, don't worry. ;)
