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Edit || 11.21.14 Pzyliol has died, he fell from a tree
|| 11.05.14 Age up (2 years)
|| 09.05.14 Age up (1 3/4 years)
|| 07.05.14 Age up (1 1/2 years) A little early of an age up (June 24), but I had his app done now so why not. He's grown quite a lot since his last app.
|| 05.05.14 Age up (15 moons)
|| 03.05.14. Age up (1 year)

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01.01.18 Age up (7 years)
02.10.18 new drawn ref
03.01.18 Age up (7 1/4 years)

05.01.18 Age up (7 1/2 years)

07.01.18 Age up (7 3/4 years)
09.01.18 Age up (8 years)

11.01.18 (8 1/4)

01.01.19 (8 1/2)

03.01.19 (8 3/4)

05.01.19 (9)

07.01.19 (9 1/4)

09.01.19 (9 1/2)

Old Reference (9 Moons) || sta.sh/01lag6yzidp6
Tattoo Reference ||
Heart Chart ||
Height Chart ||
Parents || fav.me/d75f53n

| Name |
Pzyliol (Zie-lee-awl) (Goes by Pzy)
Born in Fall Season

| Kit Name |
Sap

| Gender |
Male

| Age |
2 years Years

| Tribe |
Current || Shadow Tribe
Prior || Exile

| Profession |
Mineral Collector

| Accessories |

| Breed |
Thai x Birman (Blue Point) 9"

| Personality |
Obsessive || Inattentive || Lively || No Filter || Curious ||

[Obsessive] Pzy can be rather obsessive when meeting new cats. He likes to know everything about them, and if he especially likes them, it can lead to him following them around. He's innocent in his habits, but he doesn't realize that it may bother others by what he does. He is known to seek out those he calls friends (and this will be almost any cat) and 'stalk' them quite intensely. He is purely interested in these new 'friends' and loves to be close to them. He is also obsessive in his habits, and he will collect many different objects, often gifting them to others or hoarding them for himself.

[Inattentive] The young tom isn't often where his paws are. Though liking to be friends with everyone, his mind will wander and he will say random things that have nothing to do with the topic. He may even ask for a repeat of what was just said. The tom would zone out too often and not do a good job. He is distracted very easily and will even get up and walk away to look at something while someone is talking. If something catches his eye, it becomes the center of his attention.

[Lively] Pzyliol is a very active and lively cat. He is so full of energy that he finds it hard to contain it, and he loves meeting other cats because of this. He is usually always happy, and very animated in what he does. He doesn't like to stay still, and enjoys loud, boisterous activities or conversations. Pzyliol is always on his toes and ready to get going. Running must be one of his most favourite things to do, so he loves being active.

[No Filter] This could be labelled as a neutral trait, because while many may take not having a filter a bad thing, it's not necessarily in Pzyliol's case. Having no filter for Pzyliol means that any thought that comes into his head, he may randomly say. Whether it be something totally irrelevant to the conversation, or something he observes from the other cat. Sometimes what he says isn't nice because of this, but he doesn't mean it in a bad way. It's only his thoughts, and even though he may realize he said something wrong he can't help it.

[Curious] Naturally curious, Pzyliol can find himself in trouble easily. He'll wander into places where he has no idea where he is, and get lost. He doesn't have a great sense of direction in the first place, so it can be bad for him to be curious. Though of course, he is very curious in what other cats are doing, and though inattentive, if you have his attention, you'll keep it. This can make him either a fast learner, or not so fast depending on the circumstance. He is very eager to learn, and just needs to get past his attention span. The tom loves to investigate what someone else is doing and join in.

| History |
Pre-Birth || Qoin and Patri were both kits of exiles. Having never known the life of a tribe cat, but simply the life of a loner. They grew up in similar ways. They had simple lives, and knew each other since they were 6 moons olds and they both received their tattoos. Qoin was granted a gray Water-Tribe tattoo, while Patri got a gray Earth-tribe tattoo. They were friends for a long time, and as any normal story may go, eventually became mates.

Having kits was something both of them had planned, though Patri's first litter wasn't successful. The two kits were still born, and it saddened both of the new parents. Not wanting to rush themselves, they didn't have kits again. They continued with their lives, enjoying the moments they had together.

A year later, Patri found she was expecting, and was most definitely overjoyed. Taking great caution in everything she did, she wanted to make sure her kits would be safe.

Kit || It was in the fall that Sap and his sister Wren were born. They were both very healthy kits, and as normal as any kits could be. Qoin and Patri were very happy that the two kits were okay. Even with their unsuccessful litter before, they weren't overly protective over Sap and his sister. They wanted to make sure that they had a life with as few restraints as possible.

Straight away they could tell that Sap was a little different from his sister. He started walking much later than her, and didn't fully gain good balance long after the time he should have. Even with his differences they treated them, or tried to, the same. They didn't want either of their kits to feel as if they were unwanted.

Sap never noticed his differences, and was just an overall joyous kit. He adored exploring, and his parents had to constantly watch over him and follow him around to make sure he didn't wander away and get lost. That was their biggest fear for Sap. Wren was a bit more knowledgeable, and she knew she shouldn't wander away. She was a lot more serious than her sibling, and didn't have his outgoing personality.

6-7 Moons || At 6 moons olds, both the kits gained tattoos. Qoin and Patri were pleasently surprised at the tattoos their kits received. Sap had a new, dark gray Shadow-Tribe tattoo, while Wren's tattoo was the black Air-Tribe wings. Sap didn't really understand what his tattoo was for, no matter how many times his father explained to him. Maybe he simply didn't care, or just couldn't pay attention long enough.

Thankfully, as he grew his attention span expanded, though he still had trouble staying attentive.

One day, when he was nearing 9 moons old, Sap decided to wander out of the den. Large, black storm clouds raged at the horizon, and Patri and Qoin were sleeping, not noticing that their absent-minded son had left. With the clouds building, a light rain began to fall. Sap didn't mind the rain. He found it fascinating, and continued on further through the forest, eyes wide as he watched the drops fall to the earth. I wonder if I can fall like that too! Picking up his pace, he spun around in circles, eyes on the sky.

Being so young, Sap never noticed when the rain fell heavier and harder, and loud booms sounded across the clouds. Back at the den, Patri and Qoin were frantic in the search for their son. With the storm getting worse, they feared for his safety and searched desperately. They left Wren in the den, making sure she stayed put and went out in the worsening storm.

Sap was soaked to the bone and shivering in the frigid air. The winter was an odd one, and no snow had come yet, only cold weather. The kit had no idea that his parents were so worried, and didn't hear their yells as he traveled farther away from their nest.

As the parents searched, a large crack of lightning rang down from the sky, striking a tree, and setting it on fire. The tree creaked and groaned, and just as quickly as it had been struck, it fell. In a very short span of time, Patri's and Qoin's lives were ended as their bodies lay under the thick mass of oak.

Wren and Sap would never know what became of their parents, and they would never see each other after this. Wren waited for her parents for days, before venturing out to find her parents friends, and Sap found his way to the tribes. He didn't know what to think of the cats that took him to Shadow-Tribe. Here, he heard a name whispered to him on a breeze. Pzyliol. The young kit, after some asking around, realized that this was his true name, and his once dark gray tattoo was now a light blue. The tom was very confused, but didn't even think of seeking out his parents again. It never even crossed his mind.

RP History ||

| Family |
Father || Qoin, Gray Water Dead
Mother || Patri, Gray Earth Dead
Sister || Wren, Black Air MIA

| Soulbound |

| Skills |
Skill 1 || Is This A Name?-- You start to learn the meaning of true names and how to use them!
Skill 2 || Seeing The Soul-- You can see the flow of energy through the body of other animals, what they refer to as their soul!
Skill 3 || Control Through The Name 1-- Using your understanding of souls and names, you start to be able to control small animals and insects by commanding them with their true names! Requires a LOT of energy.
Skill 4 || Understanding Of Emotions-- By looking at the souls of other cats, you become able to vaguely detect how they are feeling.
Skill 5 || Control Through The Name 2 -- You start to be able to control medium sized animals using their true names! Requires a lot of energy.
Skill 6 || Meditation-- You start to get a strict control over your own emotions, now being able to blend them out completely at will.
Skill 7 || Control Through The Name 3-- You start being able to control large animals using their true names! Requires a lot of energy.
Skill 8 || Lie To Me-- You can force anything or anybody to tell you the truth on whatever question you have by commanding them with their true name.
Skill 9 || Mood chant-- With a song you can affect emotions and moods.
Skill 10 || Communication-- You can communicate with the spirits of the dead. However, this could backfire and result in a terrible time with that said spirit; you can't control who you get to talk to.
Skill 11 || Nightmares-- You can create nightmares. This will mostly only work when the cat is asleep, unconscious or very confused and can't tell apart reality and nightmare anymore.
Skill 12 || In Your Head-- You become able to control the mood of another cat, and are capable of planting fear or sadness or whatever you desire in their mind as long as you stay concentrated upon them. Only works for a short time, and requires A LOT of energy.
Skill 13 || Summoning Of Bones-- You call upon the dead and summon an undead creature to your help, it can't be bigger than a fox however.

+4 Age; +8 Level Up; +1 Dual Caiman Assignment

| Apprentices |
Current ||
Prior ||
Mentor || Fadeyka

| Relationships |
Heart Chart ||

| Extra |

| RP Example |
Roleplay with Bayflight with Palette and Damek

Hearing her paws come up beside him, he gazed at the white fur that blended into the rest of her pelt. Flinching as she pressed her muzzle to his shoulder, he forced himself to not move from the touch. It was so reassuring, and confident, it pained him. He wanted to make Palette happy, but he did not want kits. Body tense and almost as if it were ready to flee, he kept his eyes away from hers, trembling.

The tom knew her words spoke with truth. He had seen the way kits changed lives and lit up faces. They were definitely a positive risk, but what if something went wrong with the birthing? What if they all died? He wasn’t sure if he could handle that. It was too big of a risk, and even though he had not seen a she-cat die while giving birth yet, he had heard of the tales and how sad it was. You didn’t just lose your mate, but the kin that shared your blood. ”I-I just…”

Shaking his head, he moved away again, feeling as if he didn’t deserve Palette’s touch; her warmth. He was going to deny her something she loved all because he was too selfish and scared to lose them. ”I can’t.” Turning his head away, Damek closed his dark eyes tightly, thoughts swirling in his mind. Murmuring, his voice was low and quiet. ”I just need some time…” Bringing a pained gaze to hers, he took a few fleeting steps away from her again. Tilting his broad head downwards, he didn’t give Palette another glance as his paws carried him back in the direction of Light-Tribe.

| Submissions |
Kit ||
Apprentice || fav.me/d7325tk fav.me/d75f53n
Adolescent ||
Adult ||

TGB (c) Sycophantism
Pzyliol & Art (c) alekezam

Description

Edit || 11.21.14 Pzyliol has died, he fell from a tree
|| 11.05.14 Age up (2 years)
|| 09.05.14 Age up (1 3/4 years)
|| 07.05.14 Age up (1 1/2 years) A little early of an age up (June 24), but I had his app done now so why not. He's grown quite a lot since his last app.
|| 05.05.14 Age up (15 moons)
|| 03.05.14. Age up (1 year)

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01.01.18 Age up (7 years)
02.10.18 new drawn ref
03.01.18 Age up (7 1/4 years)

05.01.18 Age up (7 1/2 years)

07.01.18 Age up (7 3/4 years)
09.01.18 Age up (8 years)

11.01.18 (8 1/4)

01.01.19 (8 1/2)

03.01.19 (8 3/4)

05.01.19 (9)

07.01.19 (9 1/4)

09.01.19 (9 1/2)

Old Reference (9 Moons) || sta.sh/01lag6yzidp6
Tattoo Reference ||
Heart Chart ||
Height Chart ||
Parents || fav.me/d75f53n

| Name |
Pzyliol (Zie-lee-awl) (Goes by Pzy)
Born in Fall Season

| Kit Name |
Sap

| Gender |
Male

| Age |
2 years Years

| Tribe |
Current || Shadow Tribe
Prior || Exile

| Profession |
Mineral Collector

| Accessories |

| Breed |
Thai x Birman (Blue Point) 9"

| Personality |
Obsessive || Inattentive || Lively || No Filter || Curious ||

[Obsessive] Pzy can be rather obsessive when meeting new cats. He likes to know everything about them, and if he especially likes them, it can lead to him following them around. He's innocent in his habits, but he doesn't realize that it may bother others by what he does. He is known to seek out those he calls friends (and this will be almost any cat) and 'stalk' them quite intensely. He is purely interested in these new 'friends' and loves to be close to them. He is also obsessive in his habits, and he will collect many different objects, often gifting them to others or hoarding them for himself.

[Inattentive] The young tom isn't often where his paws are. Though liking to be friends with everyone, his mind will wander and he will say random things that have nothing to do with the topic. He may even ask for a repeat of what was just said. The tom would zone out too often and not do a good job. He is distracted very easily and will even get up and walk away to look at something while someone is talking. If something catches his eye, it becomes the center of his attention.

[Lively] Pzyliol is a very active and lively cat. He is so full of energy that he finds it hard to contain it, and he loves meeting other cats because of this. He is usually always happy, and very animated in what he does. He doesn't like to stay still, and enjoys loud, boisterous activities or conversations. Pzyliol is always on his toes and ready to get going. Running must be one of his most favourite things to do, so he loves being active.

[No Filter] This could be labelled as a neutral trait, because while many may take not having a filter a bad thing, it's not necessarily in Pzyliol's case. Having no filter for Pzyliol means that any thought that comes into his head, he may randomly say. Whether it be something totally irrelevant to the conversation, or something he observes from the other cat. Sometimes what he says isn't nice because of this, but he doesn't mean it in a bad way. It's only his thoughts, and even though he may realize he said something wrong he can't help it.

[Curious] Naturally curious, Pzyliol can find himself in trouble easily. He'll wander into places where he has no idea where he is, and get lost. He doesn't have a great sense of direction in the first place, so it can be bad for him to be curious. Though of course, he is very curious in what other cats are doing, and though inattentive, if you have his attention, you'll keep it. This can make him either a fast learner, or not so fast depending on the circumstance. He is very eager to learn, and just needs to get past his attention span. The tom loves to investigate what someone else is doing and join in.

| History |
Pre-Birth || Qoin and Patri were both kits of exiles. Having never known the life of a tribe cat, but simply the life of a loner. They grew up in similar ways. They had simple lives, and knew each other since they were 6 moons olds and they both received their tattoos. Qoin was granted a gray Water-Tribe tattoo, while Patri got a gray Earth-tribe tattoo. They were friends for a long time, and as any normal story may go, eventually became mates.

Having kits was something both of them had planned, though Patri's first litter wasn't successful. The two kits were still born, and it saddened both of the new parents. Not wanting to rush themselves, they didn't have kits again. They continued with their lives, enjoying the moments they had together.

A year later, Patri found she was expecting, and was most definitely overjoyed. Taking great caution in everything she did, she wanted to make sure her kits would be safe.

Kit || It was in the fall that Sap and his sister Wren were born. They were both very healthy kits, and as normal as any kits could be. Qoin and Patri were very happy that the two kits were okay. Even with their unsuccessful litter before, they weren't overly protective over Sap and his sister. They wanted to make sure that they had a life with as few restraints as possible.

Straight away they could tell that Sap was a little different from his sister. He started walking much later than her, and didn't fully gain good balance long after the time he should have. Even with his differences they treated them, or tried to, the same. They didn't want either of their kits to feel as if they were unwanted.

Sap never noticed his differences, and was just an overall joyous kit. He adored exploring, and his parents had to constantly watch over him and follow him around to make sure he didn't wander away and get lost. That was their biggest fear for Sap. Wren was a bit more knowledgeable, and she knew she shouldn't wander away. She was a lot more serious than her sibling, and didn't have his outgoing personality.

6-7 Moons || At 6 moons olds, both the kits gained tattoos. Qoin and Patri were pleasently surprised at the tattoos their kits received. Sap had a new, dark gray Shadow-Tribe tattoo, while Wren's tattoo was the black Air-Tribe wings. Sap didn't really understand what his tattoo was for, no matter how many times his father explained to him. Maybe he simply didn't care, or just couldn't pay attention long enough.

Thankfully, as he grew his attention span expanded, though he still had trouble staying attentive.

One day, when he was nearing 9 moons old, Sap decided to wander out of the den. Large, black storm clouds raged at the horizon, and Patri and Qoin were sleeping, not noticing that their absent-minded son had left. With the clouds building, a light rain began to fall. Sap didn't mind the rain. He found it fascinating, and continued on further through the forest, eyes wide as he watched the drops fall to the earth. I wonder if I can fall like that too! Picking up his pace, he spun around in circles, eyes on the sky.

Being so young, Sap never noticed when the rain fell heavier and harder, and loud booms sounded across the clouds. Back at the den, Patri and Qoin were frantic in the search for their son. With the storm getting worse, they feared for his safety and searched desperately. They left Wren in the den, making sure she stayed put and went out in the worsening storm.

Sap was soaked to the bone and shivering in the frigid air. The winter was an odd one, and no snow had come yet, only cold weather. The kit had no idea that his parents were so worried, and didn't hear their yells as he traveled farther away from their nest.

As the parents searched, a large crack of lightning rang down from the sky, striking a tree, and setting it on fire. The tree creaked and groaned, and just as quickly as it had been struck, it fell. In a very short span of time, Patri's and Qoin's lives were ended as their bodies lay under the thick mass of oak.

Wren and Sap would never know what became of their parents, and they would never see each other after this. Wren waited for her parents for days, before venturing out to find her parents friends, and Sap found his way to the tribes. He didn't know what to think of the cats that took him to Shadow-Tribe. Here, he heard a name whispered to him on a breeze. Pzyliol. The young kit, after some asking around, realized that this was his true name, and his once dark gray tattoo was now a light blue. The tom was very confused, but didn't even think of seeking out his parents again. It never even crossed his mind.

RP History ||

| Family |
Father || Qoin, Gray Water Dead
Mother || Patri, Gray Earth Dead
Sister || Wren, Black Air MIA

| Soulbound |

| Skills |
Skill 1 || Is This A Name?-- You start to learn the meaning of true names and how to use them!
Skill 2 || Seeing The Soul-- You can see the flow of energy through the body of other animals, what they refer to as their soul!
Skill 3 || Control Through The Name 1-- Using your understanding of souls and names, you start to be able to control small animals and insects by commanding them with their true names! Requires a LOT of energy.
Skill 4 || Understanding Of Emotions-- By looking at the souls of other cats, you become able to vaguely detect how they are feeling.
Skill 5 || Control Through The Name 2 -- You start to be able to control medium sized animals using their true names! Requires a lot of energy.
Skill 6 || Meditation-- You start to get a strict control over your own emotions, now being able to blend them out completely at will.
Skill 7 || Control Through The Name 3-- You start being able to control large animals using their true names! Requires a lot of energy.
Skill 8 || Lie To Me-- You can force anything or anybody to tell you the truth on whatever question you have by commanding them with their true name.
Skill 9 || Mood chant-- With a song you can affect emotions and moods.
Skill 10 || Communication-- You can communicate with the spirits of the dead. However, this could backfire and result in a terrible time with that said spirit; you can't control who you get to talk to.
Skill 11 || Nightmares-- You can create nightmares. This will mostly only work when the cat is asleep, unconscious or very confused and can't tell apart reality and nightmare anymore.
Skill 12 || In Your Head-- You become able to control the mood of another cat, and are capable of planting fear or sadness or whatever you desire in their mind as long as you stay concentrated upon them. Only works for a short time, and requires A LOT of energy.
Skill 13 || Summoning Of Bones-- You call upon the dead and summon an undead creature to your help, it can't be bigger than a fox however.

+4 Age; +8 Level Up; +1 Dual Caiman Assignment

| Apprentices |
Current ||
Prior ||
Mentor || Fadeyka

| Relationships |
Heart Chart ||

| Extra |

| RP Example |
Roleplay with Bayflight with Palette and Damek

Hearing her paws come up beside him, he gazed at the white fur that blended into the rest of her pelt. Flinching as she pressed her muzzle to his shoulder, he forced himself to not move from the touch. It was so reassuring, and confident, it pained him. He wanted to make Palette happy, but he did not want kits. Body tense and almost as if it were ready to flee, he kept his eyes away from hers, trembling.

The tom knew her words spoke with truth. He had seen the way kits changed lives and lit up faces. They were definitely a positive risk, but what if something went wrong with the birthing? What if they all died? He wasn’t sure if he could handle that. It was too big of a risk, and even though he had not seen a she-cat die while giving birth yet, he had heard of the tales and how sad it was. You didn’t just lose your mate, but the kin that shared your blood. ”I-I just…”

Shaking his head, he moved away again, feeling as if he didn’t deserve Palette’s touch; her warmth. He was going to deny her something she loved all because he was too selfish and scared to lose them. ”I can’t.” Turning his head away, Damek closed his dark eyes tightly, thoughts swirling in his mind. Murmuring, his voice was low and quiet. ”I just need some time…” Bringing a pained gaze to hers, he took a few fleeting steps away from her again. Tilting his broad head downwards, he didn’t give Palette another glance as his paws carried him back in the direction of Light-Tribe.

| Submissions |
Kit ||
Apprentice || fav.me/d7325tk fav.me/d75f53n
Adolescent ||
Adult ||

TGB (c) Sycophantism
Pzyliol & Art (c) alekezam