Description
-General Information-
Name: Coryn
(Meaning- )
Nicknames-
Gender: DMAB masc
Pronouns- he/him
Sexuality- bi, poly
Species: 100% Jungle Cat
Age: 1 year, 8 months
Starting age- 1 year, 8 months
Birthday: November 6th, 40 BC
Zodiac- Scorpio
Birthstone- topaz and citrine
Birth flower- chrysanthemum
Theme song: Hollow Moon(Bad Wolf)
VC- tba
Languages-
100% latin
Rank: Vanguard(visual update for correct rank will be made in a moment)
Previous Ranks- N/A
Physical Description:
Coryn is a lanky, light-colored cat with dark stripes on his legs and tail.
Armor:
Inventory-
Traits:
Dominant-
Black striped hind legs, striped tail, brown head stripes, white tipped chest, white under tail, long legs, tall ears, fluffy ears
Recessive-
Thick front leg stripes, 'ticked' pattern/pattern less back, gray overcoat, pale cream coat, shorter tail, white face, lighter pattern between eyes, yellow eyes
Carrier-
Deep orange coat, red-gray coat, green eyes, dark gray stripes, dark red mask, tufted ears, thick fur, firey undercoat, underbite
Mutations- N/A
Personality:
Cautious-
Coryn can be very quiet and reserved at times, especially around larger cats. He is wary, and tends to stick up in trees as opposed to on the ground. However, he is quick to melt- especially around smaller cats- and is friendly and sociable. He tries to be forward and friendly, but can be confused by things that seem commonplace to other cats.
Flirty- "Hey there, pretty lady!"
Coryn is the type of cat to call out whenever he sees a cat he likes- which is, most cats. His 'type' is very broad, and he is unreserved in telling others. His flirting may not be entirely tactful, but he'll probably get better with time. Eventually.
Patient- "Very well. I can wait."
Coryn is patient, having learned from his time on the run how to wait for hours in the same position, to be sure your pursuers have really left. He is also considerably patient with other cats- and determined in pursuing cats romantically. He's willing to wait a thousand years, if there's even a slim chance you'll ever like him back.
Casual-
Coryn puts up a constantly relaxed front, often being casual in situations where a serious attitude is required. He is not easily riled up in general conversation, and generally quick to forgive. He has a slightly unraveled, loose tone.
Anxious- "I'm not paranoid. Anyone could be following you!" "Hey- look at those jaws! He could crush me in one bite, you expect me to linger WITHIN REACH?"
On the internal side of things, Coryn is never fully relaxed. He is always looking over his shoulder, and tends to be skittish around larger cats. He almost seems to fear that, at any moment, those same cats who killed his colony could come around the bend to claim his life as well. He lives in a state of constant vigilance, and mild paranoia. Coryn generally fears being alone, now that he has found companionship again.
Clever- "Haha, ya fell for it!"
Coryn is capable of being quite the trickster. He has a number of tricks up his sleeve, and is rather sly and stealthy. He is observant and picks up on others' mannerisms and bad habits, using them to his advantage. Even though he is new to the empire, many a shadow cat has likely been a victim to his many harmless pranks- or the odd thorn in the nest!
Extras-
History:
Coryn was born a single kit to an average colony of jungle cats, living in a small wooded area. The colony thrived, and nothing was unusual that year. His mother was a sweet cat who was gentle and careful, albeit reserved. Though her thoughts will forever be a mystery to him, she was wise and Coryn will always respect her. Behind the scenes, The pseudo leader of the colony had made a dangerous dealing with a gang of bigger cats- ligers and the like, real brutes. Coryn does not know what this deal was, but he is sure it could not possibly have been worth the price payed.
His mother had been very wise. When their leader had not paid up on his end of the bargain, she knew the gang would have been scoping their camp. She knew she could not escape their wrath… but she had hope for her son. So small, yet she knew he was crafty. Coryn was terrified as his mother quietly instructed him to run as fast and far as he could. He never knew what was going on, he never saw nor heard as his colony was slaughtered behind him. One of the brutes knew someone was missing, and upon searching they found his scent trail.
Coryn's life changed in that moment. He spent his time perpetually on the run- this gang had a reputation that no-one should ever escape them, and wished to uphold it. Coryn used every trick in the book, even making up more on the fly. He managed to avoid them long enough to head close to the territories of Massilia, a region in which they dared not tread. It was bustling with cats, and the group were aware that they may be beat in a fight against such large groups.
Coryn kept running for a time, maneuvering through rogue territory before he finally realized that no-one was following him. He was not used to the feeling, the idea that he could go wherever he liked. It was disconcerting, and he felt out of his element. Coryn set out to search for a purpose. He found the city, but they seemed unfriendly at best to outsiders. He heard of Stone Empire, but found them… intimidating, in light of who he was last running from. Ice Empire was too cold, from what he heard, and then he stumbled his way into the swamps. A glorious place with plenty of trees to climb and vines to hang from. Inside dwelled Shadow Empire- a place that felt like home.
Family:
Maternal-
Mother: Nyra | deceased
Paternal-
Father: Kludd | unknown, only heard of in his mother's stories
Siblings-
N/A
Relationships: TBA
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