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02.09.18 New drawn ref
01.01.18 Age up (5 3/4 years)
11.01.17 Age up (5 1/2 years)
09.01.17 Age up (5 1/4 years)
|| 07.01.17 Age up (5 years)
|| 03.01.17 Age up (4 3/4 years)
|| 01.01.17 Age up (4 1/2 years)
|| 11.01.16 Age up (4 1/4 years)
|| 09.05.16 Age up (4 years)
|| 07.05.16 Age up (3 3/4 years)
|| 05.05.16 Age up (3 1/2 years)
|| 03.05.16 Age up (3 1/4 years)
|| 01.05.16 Age up (3 years)
|| 11.05.15 Age up (2 3/4 years)
|| 09.05.15 Age up (2 1/2 years)
|| 07.05.15 Age up (2 1/4 years)
|| 06.27.15 Magnus has left the tribes
|| 05.05.15 Age up (2 years)
|| 03.13.15 New tattoo
|| 03.05.15 Age up (1 3/4)
|| 01.05.15 Age up (1 1/2)
|| 11.05.2014 Age up (15 moons)
|| 10.05.2014 Joined Earth-Tribe

Tattoo Reference || fav.me/d824i2k
Heart Chart ||
Height Chart ||
Personality Type ||

| Name |

Magnus
Meaning || Greatest
Born in Summer Season

| Kit Name |

Sel

| Gender |

 Male

| Age |

2 years

| Tribe |

Current || Earth
Prior || Loner

| Profession |

Guard

| Accessories |

xxx || xxx

| Scars |

n/a

| Breed |

[Domestic Shorthair] x [Mix] 11"
Details: Very slightly curled ears, and short tail

| Personality |

Absent-Minded || Observant || Analytical || Quiet || Impassive || Insensitive

[ Absent-Minded ] Magnus has very little care for everyday, simple things. Little problems that others worry about do not interest him, and tidiness does not come to him easily. He will often be lost in space, simply gazing out over the land. Because of his lack of interest, he can sometimes be seen as lazy or that he doesn't try very hard. If he lacks the motivation to do a job, it will not be done well, and may not even be completed. The Earth-Triber can also have a lack of interest with those around him, making it so that he will unintentionally push cats away.

[ Observant ] The tom is very aware of his surroundings and what others are doing. He is always watching and taking in information. He is able to quickly understand a situation, and isn't surprised too easily because he will absorb a lot at once. Magnus is good at noticing small details and changes, and is one to follow rules rather strictly. He observes laws as useful and needed, and so he believes strongly in the Spirits. One could say Magnus picks up on emotions quickly, because he will notice the subtle shifts in another cats demeanour, and will notice the way others act in stressful situations. Magnus likes to know as much as he can when watching others, and enjoys being in the shadows to see everything.

[ Analytical ] Though not tidy, Magnus is a very deliberate cat, and is organized in his thoughts. He is very logical, and does not like theories as much, because they can be unrealistic. He likes to know as much as he possibly can when doing something, and he can be rather insensitive.  He enjoys solving problems, and likes to have a schedule so that he can stay on track. Magnus will readily approach a problem, and will think carefully. Magnus can be seen as a thinker, as he enjoys spending time thinking out processes and problems after observing, and will rather listen than talk. If he has ideas, he will often not say them right away, but perfect them in his mind first.

[ Quiet ] Magnus doesn't talk much. As explained in other traits, he is very observant and analytical, making him a listener. Though he has many things he could say, he chooses not to until his thoughts are fully formed and ready for others to hear. He doesn't want others to get the wrong idea from his words, so he chooses to not talk instead.  Since he was a young kit he was like this. He would always let his sister do the talking, while he sat and watched, taking in his surroundings.  Words, to him, can be seen as overused and not needed at many times. He finds words to be somewhat sacred, and not to be thrown around.

[ Impassive ] The tom can be seen as very calm, and he does not show much, if any, emotion. He does not react in the same way others do, and it can take quite a bit to get him to be fully happy. He does smile often, but for him, it is not a display of emotion, but simply an action ingrained into him, and thus he does it involuntarily.  The same goes for any type of emotion. Some would call him insensible, because he does not react to sadness or fear, but it just doesn't come to him like it would to other cats. When he does show emotion, it is often a big display as he will completely breakdown.

[ Insensitive ] Because he is analytical, and impassive, Magnus will not often realize the words he speak may be insensitive. He finds them to be logical before anything else, and so does not think of their affect on another cat. Though he is able to tell another cats emotions easily, he is not sensitive to them, and will not realize that others get hurt much easier than him. It can shock him when hearing that he has upset or offended another, as he wouldn't have meant to. He's not a generally mean cat, but his words hold no hidden meaning other than what he intends them to mean.

| History |

Kit || Magnus was born as Sel, with his sister, Kashi. They were born in summer, with the sun beating down warm and hot. They were a small litter, but their parents, Flame and Red, had been expecting as such, and did not overly mind it. Sel and Kashi were perfect to them.

The two kits, like many others, grew and played. Kashi was immediately the more outgoing of the two, and outspoken. She was always dragging Sel along to go explore something new. He padded along, quietly entertained by his sister. It was usually a one sided conversation between the two, but they were very close. Having only each other as siblings drew them closer together, as they had to stick to one another.

They lived with a few other cats along with their parents, and the group was a close-knit group. They defended each other, and hunted, as if they were a small tribe. Each cat knew of the tribes, and told stories that were told by their parents. With these stories, Sel and his sister grew up knowing about the tribes and the functions, quietly intrigued by the tattoos that would soon appear on their shoulders.

Life was very simple for the kits. Sel grew up surrounded by loving family and friends, and never knew anything different. It was definitely a desirable life to have, and later on, Sel would feel incredibly lucky to have it. He would hear about how others have struggled and fought, and considering his life was near perfect, well, he would not mention his life then.

6-12 Moons || At 6 moons old, Sel awoke to find a black Earth tattoo lying across his shoulder. He gazed at it in quiet admiration, comparing it to his mothers. He felt proud to bear the same tattoo as her, and when looking at Kashi, he found she had the wings of Air-Tribe strewn across her back. Though she had a new tattoo from the others in their group, Sel was also proud of his sister. He didn't overly know why he was proud she had an Air-Tribe tattoo, but he knew great things would come for her. Maybe even himself, too.

Their parents were pleased to find them to have tattoos, and each talked about their respective tribes in more detail. It was a joyous moment for the four of them, and they spent much of that day talking with each other.

As Sel grew older, he gained more independence and distance from his family. He would often be by himself more, in a quiet place where he could watch the stars. Kashi also grew apart, and while the two were still close, they weren't beside each other constantly anymore. Their parents spent more time away, giving the two more freedom, believing that they shouldn't control their every move. And so, Sel continued to grow more and more, but by himself. He only went back to their den at night, until eventually, around when he was 11 moons, he didn't go back. His parents and sister had known he was leaving though. They could see it in his actions, as he did not speak of leaving. Before he had left, they had all silently said goodbye, and then it was over.

Sel found himself drawing nearer to the tribes, still holding a fascination deep inside of him. He wanted to know what their life was like, and when he hit his 12th moon, he approached Earth-Tribe territory.

RP History ||

| Family |

Father || Flame, Gray Light MIA
Mother || Red, Gray Earth MIA
Sister || Kashi, Gray Air MIA

| Soulbound |

n/a

| Skills |

Skill 1 || Move A Rock! -- You manage to move a rock half your size! All by yourself!
Skill 2 || Push Back-- You can shove back or overwhelm any cat of any size much easier than normal.
Skill 3 || Pushing Boulders 1-- You can Push a boulder of your own size!
Skill 4 || Pushing Boulders 2-- You can push a boulder twice your size!
Skill 5 || Picking On Me?-- Your hearing ability increased, now nobody will dare badmouth you!
Skill 6 || Pushing Boulders 3-- You can push a boulder thrice your size!
Skill 7 || Cracking Wood-- You can crack wood beneath your bare paws!
Skill 8 || Cracking Stone-- You can crack stones beneath your bare paws!
Skill 9 || Hard Head-- No matter what hits your head it won't damage your skull!
Skill 10 || Stone Claws -- You can dig yourself in the ground and hide from your enemies. Your claws will never break when digging.

+4 Age; +6 Level up - Joined at Lv 7

| Relationships |

Heart Chart ||

| Extra |

| RP Example |

Roleplay with Bayflight with Sylvani and Koosa

The day was bright and just beginning. Everything was becoming green, and it was so new to the also new kit. It had been a couple weeks since the kitten's birth, and his steps were still wobbly. His eyes were still kitten-blue, and the very young kit was far from home. His light paws tipped and wobbled across the earth, looking as if he had gotten into catnip if he had not been so young. A chubby kit belly hung below him, filled with milk and surrounded by soft fur. Of course, Koosa should not even be out of camp, but the mere prospect of exploring had brought his tiny paws far from his family.

The kit was easy prey for any predator lurking about. He had not even mastered the art of running yet. At that moment he took his paws forward and under him, willing his body to move faster. The tom got a few steps before feet flailed around him and he went tumbling across the ground. Sitting up, Koosa turned a narrowed gaze behind him. He had almost thought that Vita had pushed him, but no one was there. Had she hidden before he could spot her?

Getting to his paws, the kit did a shaky turn and stared at the surrounding landscape. "Vita!" His voice barely carried on the wind, and it had trembled slightly at the louder tone. Where is she!? Koosa didn't even bother to take notice that there was nowhere she could hide. All that was around him were small bushes and stones. Letting out a huff of angry air, Koosa turned back in the direction he was going. Just you wait Vita. I'll get you back. Tipping his chin up, he attempted to hold his head high and walked away with his tail sticking straight up.

Very suddenly, Koosa felt his legs become tired and a pang hit his stomach. Flattening his ears, he turned to look at his stomach and nosed it with his muzzle. The kit was perplexed at why his stomach suddenly felt so weird. He had never experienced this feeling before... and his legs! Oh, they were so tired and sore. This was also a new feeling, and Koosa did not like it at all. Feeling his eyes well up, he sat down and his short dappled tail tried to wrap around his body. What if he was dying? "I've barely lived! I can't be dying." But yet, the thought had plagued his mind and lodged its way in there.

| Submissions |

Kit ||
Apprentice (Loner) || fav.me/d8243ti
Adolescent ||
Adult ||

TGB (c) Toadfoal
Magnus & Art (c) alekezam