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These cats are Marchosais's, my new Nemesis, direct siblings. They are all within the league, though Barbatos tends to wander. Some have kits which will be posted later in another adoptable thread. I hope I gave enough information on them all! PIf you adopt one please be active with them and do them justice!
B A E L
obsessive
unforgiving
overbearing
BASIC PERSONALITY The only daughter of her litter, she was raised with the boys and was often overlooked. To compensate for this she has always found toms to cater to her attention seeking behavior and treat her like the princess she feels she deserves to be.
SNIPPET OF HER PAST The struggling, flailing body held under her paws seemed incapable of weakening. Even in his death this tom never failed to irritate her. She had thought this one would be the one; her perfect prince. Instead he had let her down like all the rest. "Just die already!" She seethed, pushing down with more force and glancing around hoping his sister wouldn't come looking for him.
It was her fault her brother was soon to be dead anyway. The tom incapable of putting Bael above his sister no matter how many times she told him it was either Bael or his sister. He just couldn't grasp that Bael refused to share her place in his heart with anyone. Now he was paying for it.
BASIC PERSONALITY Aamon always felt like one of the weakest of his brothers growing up and fought to get into he spotlight. Often making mistakes and clumsy actions that left him feeling lesser than the others.
SNIPPET OF HIS PAST "Can I come?" He asked his brothers, blinking baby blue eyes towards them with an eager grin; not yet ruined by the world outside the safety of the small clearing outside their parents den.
"No. You have a big mouth and will blab to mother the moment she returns." Marchosais, said in the irritating drawl of his. Fury built under Aamon's pelt as he watched his brothers leave the clearing.
He had every right to go with them! He could stay quiet, he could! He wouln't not though, the moment his father or mother returned he would tell them his brothers had left. And he would also tell them they had left after bullying him. Perhaps embellishing a few details, they deserved it after all by leaving him behind.
BASIC PERSONALITY Barbatos has always been a tom unconfined by rules. Going where he pleases though he always keeps a home to return to when he needs a break. He waltzes into trouble with a crooked grin and boisterous laugh.
SNIPPET OF HIS PAST "Ah lass, perhaps you should take a moment to calm down now." Barbatos soothed as he watched the she-cat across from him. The moment the words escaped his mouth he knew they were the wrong things to say. "CALM DOWN! CALM DOWN BARBATOS!" She screeched, and he swore she was breaking previously known sound levels. "I'm pregnant with your kits. YOURS! And you just want to waltz off like this is my problem!" The words dropped in octave until she was forcing them out between clenched teeth.
He thought it rather impressive truly, how she went from making his ears bleed to having him strain to hear her all within the same breath. "Well I can't very well carry them for you now can I?" He retorted, raising a brow, thinking that fact rather obvious. Her sputtering told him he again was probably missing her point; not that he cared. He had places to be, things to do, trouble to cause and she was delaying him.
Before she could start in on him again he waved his tail towards her and started a jaunty walk off, "well see you later little deary; or maybe not. Depends where the winds take me!" He called ignoring her yelling for him to get back there.
BASIC PERSONALITY Eligos using his looks to fool others into thinking him a sheep when in truth he is more aptly compared to a wolf. The 'baby' of the family or perceived so by others. In truth he holds some of the most sway due to his forceful nature.
SNIPPET OF HIS PAST "I didn't do it, I swear." He spoke as soon as he saw Dantalion slip into view. Looking at his oldest brother with large round eyes and tucking in his shoulders to look smaller.
His brother glanced towards the body at Eligos's feet and then back towards him, noting the blood on his paws and muzzle. With a heavy sigh he approached him.
"Go off and clean yourself up while I take care of this please." The large spoke as he once again looked towards the mangled body. "Do you always have to make such a mess." He bemoaned and Eligos let out a small laugh whole posture changing.
"I have to make a mess to figure out how they work inside silly!" He chided before flaunting off, leaving his brother to take care of his mess.
BASIC PERSONALITY Malthus has always been the most cutting of his siblings. Often not thinking of the pain his words can cause and simply saying whatever cutting thing comes to mind. Self-destructive in relationships he usually ruins friendships before they can evolve.
SNIPPET OF HIS PAST "That's the most idiotic thing I've heard this moon." He snapped as he tossed an irritated look towards his brother. He did not have time for Marchosais's delusional aspirations at the moment.
"Why brother?" Marchosais returned in challenge. "Because you can't do it yourself or because you actually think it's stupid."
Pausing in plucking the feathers off his meal he turned slowly to glare at the other tom. "Marchosais be very careful what you say next as you are already pressing my patience." He warned.
"I'm just saying Malthus, perhaps you should consider your own feelings towards the matter before dismissing me so quickly because you're afraid." With that the smaller brother turned leaving Malthus glaring at his retreating form.
BASIC PERSONALITY Dantalion is the oldest of his siblings, even if that only means he was born first. It leaves him feeling a sense of responsibility for them and the urge to protect them. He lies to protect others feelings and leaves out important facts if he thinks it'll upset the listener. This considerate behavior is rare to find among the cats he surrounds himself with; but this does not mean he won't do what needs to be done.
SNIPPET OF HIS PAST "WHERE IS SHE?" The shrill voice had him blinking as he raised his head lazily, nap ruined by the intruder in the small families clearing.
He recognized the she-cat, the sister of Bael's mate. He could also recognize the situation rather quickly afterwards, easily piecing together why she was there screaming. What with Bael's track record with mates.
"You're looking for Bael?" He spoke and her head whipped over to look at him. "You know where she is then?" She snapped, stalking towards him.
"Of-course. Come on I'll take you to her." He nodded and motioned for her to follow as she did readily. They always did after all. Those that came to their little clearing looking for friends and family gone missing.
And as always Dantalion would make them disappear, always the janitor for his siblings messes.
