SFS | Caia

 

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.:Call Me Caia!:.

Name Meaning:

• 'To Rejoice'

Pronunciation:

• Kai-yah

Nickname[s]:

• None yet

Reason for Name:

• N/A
  

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.:General Information:.

Age:

• 3 Years, 2 Months

Gender:

• Female

Faction:

• The Nyota Gang
  

Rank:

• Gatherer
  

Reason for Rank:

• Too small to be a protector, cleverness helps her find good materials.
  

Birthday:

• January 24th

Sexual Orientation:

• Heterosexual

Talents:

• Listening - Caia has always had a natural aptitude for hearing what others have to say.  She's a patient and intelligent listener, remembering the important parts of the conversation.  She always seems to know what to say, when to ask questions and when just to stay silent.  Caia is also the kind of cat to make time to hear what another has to say, even if she's busy.

• Resourcefulness - One asset that has really aided her in her current position, is her resourcefulness.  Caia will find a way to do her job, even with the worst set of tools she could be given.  She's clever, and she uses materials to their absolute value.  She can wiggle her way out of almost any trap, both mental and physical.

• Fishing - Fishing is a humble skill of Caia's.  It isn't a brilliant and impressive ability, nor is it abstract and unusual.  But, she is still a very apt fisher.  Her quick paws, sharp eyesight and excellent aim help her to hook fish from the water at a frightening speed.  

Hobbies:

• Exploring - Caia loves exploring.  She suspects this has something to do with the nomadic origins of her family, before they joined the gang.  Regardless of any other pressing task, Caia is quite pleased to just throw her cares away and travel.  She has a secret ambition to see the tribe's territory one day, although the thought of trespassing terrifies her.

• Sky-watching - Sky-watching is an activity that will completely consume Caia, she loves it.  Day or night, the sky fascinates her.  Although she doesn't particularly appreciate really bright light, she will put up with it if something really interesting is happening.  She knows the stars very well, and can also read the weather through the clouds.

Religious Beliefs:

• Elimu [Knowledge] - Caia has a touch and go relationship with the god of knowledge.  She doesn't like him.  In fact, she considers him inferior and a bit of a waste of space.  Knowledge is simply a thing, it isn't an ability.  If Elimu were the god of intelligence or wisdom, and pulled his weight a little more, Caia would probably grant him more respect.  As it is, however, she rarely prays to him and often simply ignores his existence. 

• Nguvu [Power] - Although she believes in Nguvu, Caia doesn't like her.  She sees this god as shallow, although she still kind of fears her.  She will pray to Nguvu whenever she prays to Elimu.

• Vita [Valor] - Vita is Caia's favorite god.  She worships them, considering their role to be both important and beneficial.  She sees them as less interfering than Nguvu, but more intelligent than Elimu.  Caia prays to Vita often, much more frequently than to the other gods.  

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.:Who I Really Am:.

+Personality+
// Sweet / Observant / Affectionate / Dainty / Curious //

• Sweet: [Compassionate, Empathetic, Selfless]
  
  ”It's all right, you can talk to me.”
  
  Caia is well known for her sweet disposition.  She can be trusted to be kind to almost everyone she meets.  Insulting and rash words rarely come out of her mouth, as she won't risk hurting somebody.  Although, often the fact is that she couldn't think of a witty insult even if she wanted to.  It's just natural for her to give a kind word to everyone she meets.

• Observant: [Quick to notice or perceive, alert]
  
  ”The snow is starting to melt, Spring must be on the way!”
  
  Quick to notice details and connect them with what is happening around her, Caia is often considered a very observant gatherer.  It could almost be said that she's distracted.  All the same, it's built into her to look for things that are easily missed.  This can be emotionally or just in a simple look at her physical surroundings.

• Affectionate: [Readily feeling/showing fondness]
  
  ”I'm very glad that you're my friend.”
  
  Caia is very honest with her affection.  She makes those who are important to her feel loved.  Her favorite way to show this is to simply spend time with her friends, but she is also very physically giving.  Cuddling and grooming with other cats is very comforting for her and she tries to share whenever she can.  She does, however, realize that this makes some cats uncomfortable and in that case she will resort to words, although she isn't as good at expressing herself through speech.

• Dainty: [Delicately small and pretty]
  
  ”I'm all right, thank you.”
  
  Although she is obviously very dainty physically, this trait is also an important part of Caia's personality.  In conversation, she says very little while still staying involved.  Her manners are very good, even if they might appear cold at first.  Her dainty disposition, however, is often reserved for those she has just met, dislikes, or doesn't know very well.  With her friends she is usually much more engaged socially.

• Curious: [Eager to know or learn something]
  
  ”I wonder what's making that sound?”
  
  Caia is recklessly curious.  Her eagerness to learn is so intense that if she comes across a puzzling situation, whatever was on her mind previously will just vanish into thin air.  Fortunately this has been an asset to her mental well-being, learning makes her happy.  Even though it leads her to forget important things on occasion, it will also sometimes come in handy, helping her find new fishing locations ect.

-Personality-
// Timid / Stubborn / Self-Criticizing / Oblivious / Submissive //

• Timid: [Showing lack of courage or confidence]
  
  ”Umm...  I'm not sure, I think I'll just wait at the back.”
  
  Especially among strangers and crowds, Caia can be very timid.  She nearly always lacks courage, preferring to just stay in the background and let everyone else become heroes.  She just doesn't have that kind of fire in her, she's a little cat.  Her ambition and confidence have always been very small and personal.  She's a bit meek, and doesn't have much backbone.  

• Stubborn: [Showing determination not to change one's opinion or position]
  
  ”You can talk all you want, but I've made up my mind.”
  
  This aspect of Caia's personality can be a real problem.  She's not a glaring and vocal type of stubborn, but rather a brooding and calculating type.  Her instinct is usually to dig her heels in, whenever her motives are questioned.  She can become extremely hard to convince over ridiculous things, such as the name of a certain flower.  Furthermore, once she's had the argument once she will never forget it, and her opinion will very likely never change.

• Self-Criticizing: [Critical of oneself and one's faults/weaknesses]
  
  ”If I had only stood up for myself...”
  
  Caia is very aware of her faults, and will beat herself up over them.  She never realizes when she's making a mistake, but afterwards she'll realize that something she did might not have been completely appropriate.  Then, she'll sit by herself and think about it, wallowing in her stupidity instead of acknowledging her mistake and resolving not to make it again. 

• Oblivious: [Not aware or not concerned with what is happening around one]
  
  ”Wait, were you talking to me?  I'm sorry, I'm afraid I wasn't listening.”
  
  Distracted, occupied and often simply not paying attention, Caia can be described as oblivious.  Although she will notice very little details of very slim importance, she can't be bothered to get the gist of what is actually going on around her.  On occasion cats will talk to her and she won't even notice.  Understandably, she often ends up with a nasty shock when she finally tunes in to the events unrolling around her.

• Submissive: [Ready to confirm to the authority of others]
  
  ”It's all right!  I'll just do what you told me.”
  
  Caia is not one to stick up for herself, when it comes to the crunch.  It's an unfortunate truth, but she will very readily lay herself down in front of any authority figure that comes her way.  She isn't brave, and she isn't a rebel.  She may refuse to share opinions with other cats, but they can quite easily force her to work for them physically.  She wouldn't even question it.

Type:

• ISFP
  
  

  Introversion (67%)

  Sensing (50%)

  Feeling (88%)

  Perceiving (56%)

Love Languages:

1. Time
2. Touch
   
3. Gifts
   

Other Traits [Less Prominent]:

• Selfless: [Concerned more with the wishes/needs of others than one's own.]

• Empathetic: [Ready comprehension of others' states]

• Regal: [Magnificent or dignified]

• Honest: [Free of deceit and untruthfulness, sincere]

• Distant [In Conversation]: [Not intimate, cool or reserved]

• Fearful: [Showing fear or anxiety]

• Indecisive: [Not having or showing the ability to make decisions quickly and efficiently]

Clashes With:

• Rudeness
• Arrogance
• Ruthlessness
• Exuberance
• Insensitivity

+Strengths+

• Resourceful
• Clever
• Kind
• Polite
• Curiosity

-Weaknesses-

• Easily frightened
• Oblivious
• Indecisive
• Stubborn
• Timid

+Likes+

• Night
• Sunsets
• Looking others in the eyes
• Cuddling
• Exploring
• Fabric
• Silence/Tranquility

-Dislikes-

• Bright Light
• Being talked down to
• Loud cats
• Insensitivity
• Feeling insecure

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.;On the Outside:.

Build:

• Caia is a small and lithe female.  Most of her muscle is core, with only small masses on her thin legs.  She has a wedge shaped head, with longer rounded ears and very long white whiskers.  Her shoulders are defined, but modest and connect smoothly to her back, pushing out a little around her chest.  Her front legs are graceful and her back legs sturdy.  All four of her paws are soft and rounded with medium length claws.  Her tail is long and thin with a tapered tip.

Fur:

• She has short fur, but with a dense undercoat.  It's very soft and sleek, shining in the light and shedding water easily.

Colours:

• Her fur is blue gray in colour, darkening on her back and lightening into a silver on her belly and muzzle.  She carries the tabby gene, and her back is patterned with darker spots that break into stripes on her legs, chest and tail.  Her nose leather is dark gray, like her ears, and smudges onto the fur surrounding it.  She has light tabby markings around her eyes.

Breed:

• Russian Blue [40%], Ocicat [40%], Mix [20%]

Eyes:

• Caia's eyes are almond shaped and nearly always full of expression.  They're green/blue in colour.

Voice:

• She is soft spoken, with a higher pitched airy voice.  She often sounds slightly surprised.

Purr:

• Her purr is rumbling and quite loud, with a characteristic trill.

Wounds/Illnesses/Conditions:

• Under her fur, Caia's skin is covered in small scars from being picked on by the other gang cats.  Her only two visible scars, however, are on the lower part of her front, left leg.

Height:

• 21cm at withers
  

Weight:

• 2.8kg
  

+Strengths+

• Endurance
• Agility
• Accuracy
• Cleverness
• Fishing

-Weaknesses-

• Strength
• Speed
• Size
• Combat
• Bleeds easily and freely

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.:Skills:.

Senses:

• Touch
  Low||High
• Taste
  Low||High
• Sound
  Low||High
• Sight
  Low||High
• Smell
  Low||High

Stats:

• Accuracy
  Low||High
• Strength
  Low||High
• Speed
  Low||High
• Agility
  Low||High
• Endurance
  Low||High
• Tactical
  Low||High
• Balance
  Low||High

Abilities:

• Climbing
  Low||High
• Swimming
  Low||High
• Stealth
  Low||High
• Combat
  Low||High
• Group Work
  Low||High

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.:What I Carry With Me:.

Accessories:

• Leg Band - A colourful fabric leg band.

Collections:

• Fabric Scraps - Caia will often bring back fabrics she has stolen from the humans to the gang, although she will also keep small scraps to herself.  She likes the way they look, and many of them line her nest.

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.:In the Past:.

// [Parents]: Living on the Edge / [0-6 Months]: A Family / [6-12 Months]: Worthless / [1-2 Years]: Cowardice / [2-3 Years]: Moving On //

[Parents]: Living on the Edge:

• Neither of my parents were born in the Nyota gang.  My mother had always been a rogue, but Quint was formerly of the Morkeskogen tribe.  He was exiled long before he even met Mishi, and I don't think even she ever knew why.  Anyways, they met outside of the factions.  They were both young, and Mishi was very charming.  She became pregnant very early in their relationship.  Quint immediately wanted to join a faction, the gang particularly, since he was exiled from the tribe.  My mother, however, never wanted to be a part of a faction.  She didn't believe in the gods, or Starfall, and doubted that her kittens would received better care in a group.  Eventually, though, my father convinced her.  They joined the Nyota gang, both of my parents as protectors.

• Caia's parents meet, out of faction.
• Mishi becomes pregnant.
  
• Quint convinces her to join the Nyota Gang.

[0-6 Months]: A Family:

• They joined just in time really, because my brother and I were born soon afterwards and it was the dead of winter.  Skidd, my brother I mean, was much larger than I.  We also had a sister, but she was stillborn.  The gang fed us well, and Quint was very happy to be a part of a faction again.  I was always a lot smaller than the other kittens, and I guess I got picked on a little bit.  Mishi didn't really seem to care, her temperament was rather indifferent towards her whole family.  She wasn't happy to be trapped in the faction, and I guess I can kind of understand that feeling now.  She was a free spirit, and a wild one as well.  Around the time I was four months old, I began to overhear Mishi and Quint arguing.  He didn't want to leave, but she saw no reason to stay.  It got progressively worse, and soon they were fighting physically as well.  I never realized it was as bad as it was though, Skidd always told me it would turn out all right anyways. 

• Caia is born with one brother, Skidd, and a still born sister.
• Mishi is unhappy in the Gang.
• Caia's parents fight often.

[6-12 Months]: Worthless:

• I realize now that I was very lucky not to have become a daktari tyro, being so small and weak.  Fortunately the leader felt that I was resourceful enough to become a gatherer tyro.  Skidd, of course, became a protector tyro.  But he wasn't a tyro for long.  In my seventh month, an event happened that I will never forget.  My mother left the faction, and Skidd went with her.  They just left one night.  I haven't seen them since.  I remember the next day when Quint came up to tell me.  I just looked at him and said, "they've gone, haven't they".  All he could do was nod.  My father was a good cat, I don't think he deserved to loose Mishi like that.  I missed both of them, but life went on and I became a full gatherer.

• Caia becomes a gatherer tyro.
• Skidd and Mishi leave the Gang.
• Caia becomes a full gatherer

[1-2 Years]: Cowardice:

• Now, I may have had some warning before losing my mother and brother, but I definitely didn't get any before I lost my father.  I just came back to camp one day and his body was dead on the ground.  His throat was ripped open.  It was completely disgusting, and I was shocked.  It took a while to get a strait answer out of anyone, but eventually some cat told me he had been executed for cowardice.  Killed in cold blood by one of the henchcats.  I buried him alone that evening, and asked the gods to forgive him for whatever his sin.  I...  I miss him.  After Quint's death I was also picked on even more, attacked even.  Apparently I'm too small, and too scrawny.  I never really understood why the other cats thought it was a good idea to attack the gatherer, but I soon figured out that if I just submitted to them, they left me alone.

• Quint is executed for cowardice.
• Caia buries him alone.
• Caia is picked on for being small and slight.

[2-3 Years]: Moving On:

• Although I have no family left, I don't think I have a miserable existence.  It's not like they would've stuck around much longer if they'd lived and stayed together.  Skidd would have, but I honestly don't know what to think of him anymore.  The Nyota gang is doing well, and October is a good leader.  The henchcat who killed my father is dead.  I don't have many close friends in my faction, but I suppose I might one day.  The fishing is good, and the ocean is beautiful.  I love watching the sun set over the water.

.:Relationships:.

Mother:

•  Mishi
  ////"Why did you leave us really?  Were we really not good enough for you?"//

Father:

•  Quint
  //✘ //"Quint was the best father ever, and I will never let the circumstances of his death cloud my memory of his life."//

Sister[s]:

• None

Brother[s]:

•  Skidd
  //✘ //"I can't believe you left with Mishi, sometimes I still wonder why you did."//

Offspring:

• N/A

Mate/Crush:

• None

Best Friend:

• N/A

Others:

-Despise/Loath
-Unsure/Dislike
-Respect/Loyalty
-Family
-Neutral/Acquaintance
-Friend
-Good/Best Friend
-Crush/Attraction
-Love
✘-Dead 

 THE NYOTA GANG 

• _______
  //:bullet____::bullet____: //"Thoughts"//

 THE MORKESKOGEN TRIBE 

• _______
  //:bullet____::bullet____: //"Thoughts"//

 EXILES/ROGUES 

• _______
  //:bullet____::bullet____: //"Thoughts"//

.:A Little More:.

Facts:

• She is relatively easy to talk to, but harder to get to know.
  
• She will often go out on walks by herself, even if the weather is bad.
  
• The most important part of another cat to Caia is their eyes, her own eyes are very expressive and she needs eye contact to feel comfortable.
  

Fears:

• Nothing in particular, but a lot of things.

Quotes:

• ”No one can stop you from being happy, except you.”

Distinct Characteristics:

• Blue Fur
• Affectionate Nature
• Blue/Green Eyes
• Spotted Tabby

Genetics:

• If Caia were to have kittens, she would pass on her short fur, sweet disposition and tabby gene.

Charts:

• --
• -Height Chart-
• -Roleplay tracker-

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.:Contact Me:.

Time Zone:

• PDT

RP?:

• Note or Chat

RP Examples:

• The night was darker than usual, with the moon just a sliver of silver hanging in the indigo heavens.  The sky lay unspoiled, with no clouds touching the vast expanse of small, bright stars.  Prairies grasses rippled in the soft, warm breeze like waves in the sea.  A fresh smell rose up from the earth, it was clean and refreshing.  This was the edge of Sunning Rock territory, although you wouldn't know it to look at it, since its inhabitants were sleeping safely in their camps.

   

     Jua, however, was not asleep.  She had tried to slip into a slumber at sunset, but had failed miserably.  Awakening from her usual nightmare with tears running down her cheeks, the loner had noted that her dreams were getting worse.  Although she didn't wake up screaming anymore, her heart ached and she felt dazzled... and shaken.  There also the problem of her not having slept properly for about two weeks.  Eventually it would start taking its toll, as the cheetah knew too well.  This worried her some, as she needed her strength to continue the robbery of her neighbor tribe's food.

   

     Presently, though, she was weaving among the brands of grass, eyes drawn to the sky.  At times like this, Jua felt her brother close, Hewa would have enjoyed the warm night.  His scent no longer lingered on the feather bracelet the loner wore on her left leg.  Stopping near a boulder, she paused for a moment before scaling it.  She wasn't on Sunning Rock land yet, but she could smell their marker.  This didn't bother Jua in the slightest, she wasn't afraid of them.  They could hurt her, but she knew they couldn't drive her away.  Looking up at the moon with her leaf green eyes, she then lowered her chin to her chest and succumbed to the tears waiting behind her eyes.  Why had her life fallen apart around her?  Why couldn't she sleep?  Where was her family, now that she needed them?  And, most of all, why was she so incredibly lonely? 

[I tend to be a bit spotty when replying, so if it's been a little while, chuck a stone at my head and yell at me.  That should fix things up. 

 

I usually fit my replies to the length of yours, unless I have a lot to say, or a lack of things to say.  That example is longer than I would usually write though, I got carried away.

 

I’d rather not RP 400+ words per post, I find it tedious and rather time consuming, sorry!

 

I would, however, appreciate it if the posts were kept at least 150 words long, otherwise it gets boring.]