Post by .Lefu on Apr 28, 2007 19:11:08 GMT -5
name: Lefu
gender: Tom
age: circa 32 moons
looks: [ que the eulogy ] But his eyes are not staring in different directions...
persona: Lefu is trapped beneath the crushing weight of grief. The only thing that keeps him from killing himself (and he so desperately wants everything to end) is his nephew, Devon. He is determined to raise Devon and keep him safe.
But when Devon is old enough, Lefu intends to go quietly and commit suicide. He is spiraling down into a blackness so deep no light can pass through.
life story: Lefu was once a happy cat-- he had a beautiful, much-loved mate named Silva who was pregnant with his kits, and he had a brother whom he loved very much and was very close to.
As in all tragidies, that changed. Lefu returned from hunting one dusk to find the heavy reek of blood hovering over his home.
Silva was dead; so badly wounded, her body torn apart so badly he knew there was no hope at all that she could be anything but dead.
She and the kits that had been stirring in her belly.
Lefu's brother Duke was dying as Lefu found him. There were no dramatic, tearful last words; only an exchanged look of such deep sorrow and pain and confusion that Lefu was numbed.
He buried his family and took Duke's young son Devon away from that place. Devon had escaped alive; he had not even witnessed the terrible event that had taken his home and father from him. Devon would walk free from the scarring, though he, too, grieved.
Devon healed. Lefu did not.
Now Lefu cared for his nephew; he loved the kit, but he is growing older. Lefu is tired and sad and he does not want to live any longer. As soon as he has seen Devon reach adulthood, he will end his own story.
name: Devon
gender: Tom
age: Almost six moons
looks: [ look at me ] [ do you see me ? ] [ i see you ]
persona: -adopter may decide. He knows little of Lefu's depression.-
life story: See Lefu's.
gender: Tom
age: circa 32 moons
looks: [ que the eulogy ] But his eyes are not staring in different directions...
persona: Lefu is trapped beneath the crushing weight of grief. The only thing that keeps him from killing himself (and he so desperately wants everything to end) is his nephew, Devon. He is determined to raise Devon and keep him safe.
But when Devon is old enough, Lefu intends to go quietly and commit suicide. He is spiraling down into a blackness so deep no light can pass through.
life story: Lefu was once a happy cat-- he had a beautiful, much-loved mate named Silva who was pregnant with his kits, and he had a brother whom he loved very much and was very close to.
As in all tragidies, that changed. Lefu returned from hunting one dusk to find the heavy reek of blood hovering over his home.
Silva was dead; so badly wounded, her body torn apart so badly he knew there was no hope at all that she could be anything but dead.
She and the kits that had been stirring in her belly.
Lefu's brother Duke was dying as Lefu found him. There were no dramatic, tearful last words; only an exchanged look of such deep sorrow and pain and confusion that Lefu was numbed.
He buried his family and took Duke's young son Devon away from that place. Devon had escaped alive; he had not even witnessed the terrible event that had taken his home and father from him. Devon would walk free from the scarring, though he, too, grieved.
Devon healed. Lefu did not.
Now Lefu cared for his nephew; he loved the kit, but he is growing older. Lefu is tired and sad and he does not want to live any longer. As soon as he has seen Devon reach adulthood, he will end his own story.
name: Devon
gender: Tom
age: Almost six moons
looks: [ look at me ] [ do you see me ? ] [ i see you ]
persona: -adopter may decide. He knows little of Lefu's depression.-
life story: See Lefu's.
