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[-- Kerosene ]]

[ -- Aetos -- ]

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{ Orange Tabby
Emerald Eyes
Six Moons
Kittypet
Tom }

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Appearance:

Bright emerald eyes leap off his face, always the first thing to catch someones attention. They hold within them the normal excitement of a kit, dimmed only by something of utmost importance. His vision is very clear and strong; he often sees things others do not, in more ways than one. Perhaps his mother knew that his gaze would be so sharp and that was why he was given the name Aetos which means 'hawk' in Greek.

Wherever it was Aetos got his name, it certainly was not from his pelt. While he is mostly white, along his back and face it changes to orange tabby coloring. It is not a particularly bright orange, but a sort of wispy one with only a few dark streaks through it. Were he a more prideful child he might brag about his pretty pelt to his siblings and other kittypets.

He is one of the larger kits in his litter, and has the advantage of being both strong and quick. Surprisingly enough, he uses these skills sparingly.

Personality:

Speaking in a pretty general term, Aetos is a laid back kitten. He is quiet, smart, and kind. Since he rarely plays with them, his siblings and other young cats find him boring, though he cares little. There are, however, times when he will decide to give them a run for their money and will attack them. Not in a mean way of course, just to show that he is perhaps more than he seems.

Displayed for all to see in bright emerald eyes is the contentment Aetos holds with his life. He has cats to play with, food and drink, and a place to lay his head at night. What else could you want? But there is more to this young tom then meets the eye. Laid back he may be, but from the moment he was born a flare of spirit burned inside of him. As he grew and learned, the spark thrived. While he is indeed content for the moment, Aetos may soon find himself longing for adventure. Find himself longing for life those he has never met nor heard of. The clan cats.

History:

I was born into a large litter. I've yet to meet anyone with a family as big as my own. My mother is named Fortia, and I'm told that my father's name is Chioni though I have never met him. I also have six siblings; Pteryga, Geraki, Tsita, Drakontas, Ptisi, and Ripto. My home is a small, cozy house in the center of a town. Several of the large creatures my mother calls 'humans' live here too, but they are very nice to us, so we don't mind.

When I was first born I stuck close to my mother. Not out of fright, but because that was who I was. Now, however, I am normally found outside perched on the fence staring out to the forest. It is far away, and hard to see from where we live, but there all the same. I didn't use to care much about anything outside our home, but recently I've begun to get curious about the surrounding places. I won't tell anyone though, because I don't wish to frighten them.

It's probably odd that I don't play with my siblings much, but it just isn't something I enjoy. They don't understand because on those rare times I have roughhoused with them I've had no trouble pinning them to the ground. My mother says that I am very strong and quick for a kitten my age and that I might enjoy learning to use these skills. Does she know me at all? Perhaps she has forgotten the name she gave me, for in an ancient language 'Aetos' --my name-- means 'hawk'. Hawks have good eyesight, just like I do. Most cats are afraid of them, frightened that they will swoop down and capture the smaller of us. But I'm not. I've begun to wonder all too often why it is that I'm so different from everyone else I know. Is this really the place where I belong?

{ Adopted from Crowstar
Zephyr the Loner is mine }

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