Sitka Fallenleaf

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Name: Sitka Fallenleaf Gender: Tom Date of Birth: December 18, 2006 Height: 23 centimeters Sexual Preference: Straight Status: Not Neutered Coat Color: Browm Coat Pattern: Tabby Eye Color: Hazel Fur Length: Short Appearance Extra: Has a few scars along his left flank -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- History: Sitka Fallenleaf was born to a brown tabby she-cat with white markings named Velvet because of the soft texture of her fur, and a pitch black tom named Jet. Both of his parents resided in the same household with their human caretaker. Velvet gave birth to Sitka and two other she-cats. When the little kits were weaned from their mother, they were sold to new homes. Sitka was not content where he was. He hated not catching his own prey and having to search for water and a place to sleep. Everything was given to him so freely. He grew tired of his home and began venturing out. Eventually, he didn't return to his pampered home. He made his life in a small forest near his residence, but soon, that proved to not be enough for the young cat. He traveled further away from his home until he ended up in a large, confusing city. Sitka Fallenleaf ventured around looking for food, water, and shelter. Isn't this what he wanted? No. It simply was not how he'd imagined living his life. He'd always pictured a forest landscape with all kinds of growing things surrounding him. With little brown bodies hiding under the vegetation clinging on to life desperatly as he he sought them out. But this life he had encountered was not the life he dreamed of, It was harsh and unforgiving. He found that out the hard way. Rain blurred the vision of the brown tabby who raced through the city maze looking for a place to keep dry. The wind whistled around his rocketing body as he pushed himself faster and faster to get out of the cold rain. He neared a place he recognized where the pavement made an "x." The cat bolted across the wet ground knowing there was a metal dumpster just on the other side of the crossing where he could hide under until the brutal weather blew over. But he never made it. Tires screeched in protest as they were being forced to stop rolling on the slick ground. The back of a little vehicle sung around as the car jolted to a stop. A pair of glowing eyes widened as the car came nearer. And then everything went black. Sitka woke to find himself in a warm encloser with medal mesh blocking his escape. He tried to stand, but decided otherwise because of the sharp pain that came across his left hind leg and ribs. The hurt seemed to somehow be dullened. It should hurt worse. He noted the needle that was pierced into his forearm and wondered idily if the dripping clear liquid had anything to do with it. The tom shook his head to dismiss the thought and flinched at the pain that was incorpereated with the motion. He wondered why everything hurt, but quickly remembered: Rain pouring, paws pounding, tires sreaching, ow. What terrible luck. Sitka's eyes surveyed the premises more carefully. He was iinclosed in a small cage in a brighly lit room. He thought back to his days with his human's and vaguely remembered a visit to the vet. That's where he was now. Great. But time heals all wounds, and slowly but surely, the tabby came to recover. The people caring for him began taking him outdoors to stimulate the movement of his injured leg. Now was his chance. He bolted across the green grass and across a rode. He heard the people yelling for him, but he refused to stop. His leg gave him little trouble, it had just about healed entirely. So he pushed himself harder until the little clinic was far behind him Sitka Fallenleaf traveled for many days until he came across his ideal home. Finally. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Personality: Kind: Sitka Fallenleaf is kind to the cats he's familiar with and likes. He offers his friendship openly when cats deserve it. But he doesn't think of his being as a prize to others. He considers himself to have won a prize when he gains another companion. He is loyal and giving as well. He knows what it's like to feel like you have nothing and will do anything in his power to spare others of that bleak feeling of remorse by offering food and shelter when he can spare it. Fierce: Sitka is lethal. He's learned how to fight for survival and knows how to endure what life brings him. He is easily capable of inflicting serious wounds with his piercing claws and razor teeth. He'll fight to the finish if that's what it takes. The winner is the last one breathing. He holds a strong dislike of humans though he doesn't entirely hate them. It was humans who raised him as a kit, but he didn't enjoy that life. It was also humans who nearly ended his life, but also humans who saved him. Regardless, when he comes in contact with people, he shows his dislike by fleeing, and if there's no other option, inflicting pain. Determined: Sitka Fallenleaf knows well what it is to suffer. He knows what it's like to hurt and feel like the only way to escape the pain is death. But by giving in to the darkness, you're quiting life. They say don't turn you're back on the world, but what if it was the world who turned its back on you? Then you keep trying. You show the world that it has nothing on you. That you aren't giving up yet. He's learned what it means to fight back and live. Hot-headed: Every tom is a little hot-headed from time to time. He likes to show off for interested observers and turns on the charm. He's pretty good around she-cats most of the time and becomes more himself and less of a show-off when he gets to know her. Fun: Life is too short and so therefore should not be wasted. Sitka likes to enjoy life and have a good time. The last thing he wants is to die wishing he could have lived a better life. He's had his fair share of near death experiances to know that when you get to that final point where you just want to die to end the pain and suffering, you start to think. You remember all the things you've seen were the wrong things. That all you've ever heard is countless cries for help. And from that point on you start to want to see and hear and feel all the right things. All the things worth living for. For that reason, Sitka spikes up his life by taking risks and not fearing what's coming. Most of all by just enjoying every knew aspect life brings and having fun. That way when his life comes to an end, he'll be able to remember that no matter how unlikely it may seem, his life was good. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Image: Click Here -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Your OOC Name: Sapphire Other Characters On the Site: