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MaleBreed: Chaussie/Jungle Cat Accessories:
An eyebrow piercingTribe's tattoo:
Green-water (ex rogue)Tribe:
[ Rash | Lazy | Emotional | Over-confident | Nonconformist ]
[ Rash ] : Nobuo doesn't really stop to think things over before jumping into action. He gets into a fight without even analysing the battlefield or the chances he has to get away unharmed, he doesn't even look at his opponent to see if they are stronger than him or not. Reckless, Nobuo often gets injured or in a mess for no reason. He isn't one to over think things nor one to talk before conclusions are made. It leads him into trouble sometimes, but it really can't be helped. Most of his decisions are based on this temperament.
[ Lazy ] : Nobuo is a lazy 'asshole'. He doesn't bother to do anything unless it's something urgent or very important. He doesn't even take the word of his leader seriously. He just doesn't give a 'shit' and will normally be found napping or sunning himself somewhere around the area. This piece of his personality is also manifested during patrols and hunting sessions. These responsibilities are seen as bothersome and 'a pain in the ass' to him. So it is expected that the tom will not be fully invested in these tasks, and even can be seen trying to cheat his way out of duty.
[ Emotional ] : No, I'm not kidding. Nobuo can be very emotional sometimes. It always depends on the situation but it's not unknown for the tom to overreact. Hell, you should have seen him when Tzurai told him to behave. The tom misunderstood her words and left the Fire Tribe thinking that he had been banished by his own mate! He misunderstands things a lot and overreacts to the information given much of the time.
[ Over-confident ] : Nobuo thinks highly of himself. He takes pride in whatever he does and shows off to those that are clearly better than him when, really, he has nothing to be proud of. His demeanour is always displayed in his posture and by the silly lopsided smile he always gives to others. This behavior has started to develop more and more since his mate became leader and his kits have grown up. He's on top of the world and nothing is going to push him off that cliff.
[ Nonconformist ] : Nobuo has a hard time accepting differences, whether it is questioned or stated. He often starts arguments over the smallest things just because he sees it differently. It's hard to be in agreement with him and when the world seems unfair, Nobuo doesn't waste time before questioning it. He's like the black sheep of the herd. He always has something to complain about.
Skills: To be decidedFamily:
Like his tattoo shows, Nobuo was a former warrior of the water tribe. He wasn't born there though, nor in any other tribe. He was found on the beach close to water tribe's camp one day and was adopted by one of the queens. No one knows who left him there or who were his parents. Some rumors have it that he was probably born outside of the land, explaining why he was never blessed by a spirit's tattoo.
As a kit, Nobuo was oddly larger than the rest of his den-mates. He would often injure someone without knowing. He was very carefree and would often try to sneak out of the nursery. When came the time to receive his tattoo and the powers from the spirits, he was left in the middle of the ceremony, without powers nor a tattoo. This caused him to question his identity. For a long time, he wondered who he was and why were the spirits always holding back on giving him his powers. All his den-mates had moved out of the nursery, their powers and tattoo with them. They were the same age, from the same Tribe.. well, almost all of them. Why couldn't he be granted of a power too?
Some of the apprentices made fun of him and others pitied him, twisting his name into 'Nobody'. But, even with all this, Nobuo remained cheerful and very eager to finally received his tattoo. But as the time passed, there was nothing he could do to change his fate. He wanted to partake in the every day duties, but was assigned to remain at camp for his safety. With no powers, he would be an easy target for any other predators or other cats/loners. Rejected, he spent his time alone, looking at his reflection in the water. One day, he stepped up. For the first time, a cat used his claws against his own self. He raked his sharp claws along his face, head, and spine. He repeated the motions several times until his skin bled and went absent of fur. Nobuo had created his own tattoos. Now, he could join the others in their duties and feel like one of them. Horrified, the leader questioned Nobuo about his actions, why would he scar himself like this? Nobuo displayed pride in his eyes... but fear flickered in them. Could he have angered the spirits with his action? The leader knew exactly why Nobuo was acting so odd, and decided to go and speak with the spirit about this.
Nobuo received his tattoo when he turned one year old. The tom was supposed to be grateful, and overjoyed by this news... but he wasn't. He lived this whole year in confusion, lost in thoughts, wondering if he belonged somewhere. He grew lazy since there was nothing a non-tattooed tomcat could do, and things just got worse as time went on. Finally able to leave camp, the tom kept his kit side, curious and hungry about the world. He wanted to know what everybody knew, he wanted to see what everybody saw. But... as he traveled the small land that was home to the four Tribes... he discovered.. that there wasn't much to see. Every tree was the same... the water felt and tasted the same, and the earth held the same coloration everywhere. The only place he felt at peace was the beach, the place he had most spent his young life in. It was a big disappointment for the tom that always dreamt to see the world outside of camp. And like expected, the tom refused to let it go. Something.. or someone was to blame. He chose to blame the spirits; if he had received his powers earlier, none of this would have occurred. He could have grown up just like the other kits, learned the same things at the same time. Because he was neglected, the tom's expectations grew bigger and bigger, but as he saw the world as it was now, his expectations... were not a match.
The constant harassment of his Tribe-mates were a real pain in his rear. They kept complaining about his laziness, of him always slacking off and not doing his job properly. They were treating him like a kit! Accusing him of being irresponsible! Nobuo knew better than that, if he was slacking off or not doing what he was asked, it wasn't because he was irresponsible, but because he didn't want to do it, period. Why would they question his loyalty? No one was the boss of his actions, of his every day movements. He was a Jungle cat, he was wild and free! He challenged the accusation, denying everything while he knew exactly that it was the pure truth.
"You should be thankful, this is a favor I'm doing to the Tribe. I don't have to put up with all that crap. I'm a wild cat, I was born free! You enclosed me and force me in, you are all taking advantage of me!" He shouted at them, lashing a paw at his own Tribe-mates. But after long hours of arguing, the results remained the same.
"I'm leaving, I'm fed up with all these Tribes' rules and limitations. I've had just enough with you, wet-smelling- furballs!" What followed was the punishment of a betrayal. The victim was held down, while the leader precisely drew their claws on the shoulder of the assumed traitor. Deeply scarring the tattoo.. a sign of betrayal, and a limit to their powers.
Nobuo roamed the land without a tribe. His tattoo turned dark grey, showing to all the others that he was now a rogue. But his rogue life didn't last long. Nobuo quickly realized that without a Tribe, he would hardly get enough sleep, have no shelter during the rain and no food in case his hunt went unsuccessfully. No one to cuddle next to for warmth, no friends... no freedom. Nothing. He grew tired and weak, skinny with his bones showing. Standing became a cruel punishment and a real sport now. The tom had been so ignorant. He wasn't that good of a hunter nor was he good enough to track prey and build a nest. He slept under roots, ants crawling up his body constantly. He ate crowfood, the bitter and fool taste of the meal choking him with sickness. The cold nights huddled with his own self, to shiver uncontrollably 'til the first sun rays. He was a mess, a carcass moving aimlessly on the earth. In a sigh of pure desperation, Nobuo limped towards the nearest Tribe he could see, the Fire Tribe. And at the first cat he sighted, Nobuo gave in and collapsed on the burnt terrain, leaving his destiny between the claws of a Fire-Triber.
"Kill me... or take me in..."
- Mate - Tzurai
- Kit(s) - Maika,
Luca, Leyvaten, Maze, Wren, Warrun
- Adoptive kit(s) - Damian
= Good friend/Best friend
"Oh, he died?! Really? ... Man... I don't know what to say."
(Loathe) "She's dead to me... SHE'S DEAD TO ME! She was once one of my former Tribe-mates, but I don't care... I hate her with all I have. And you know what they say about regretting our actions once they are dead?... WELL GUESS WHAT! I don't regret a single thing. HAH!"
(Loathe/Discomfort) "As much as I hate to say it... she is my soul-bound and my former leader. There's not much to say... besides that I hate her guts. I never meant to be linked with that wrench, but the circumstances were drastic. There was nothing else we could do except be eaten alive by those damn fire rats. I don't understand the spirits though.. why would they link us if we share no bond, no friendship? We can see it as a blessing for sparing our lives or.. as a horrible punishment. Yea, I think it was a punishment. Fuck..."
"Bah, she was given to me as an apprentice. Great, just what I needed.. a burden. Now I have to train her and teach her the ways of combat and whatever. Yea, great move Tzurai, great move. Teach the daughter of my nemesis the way of our Tribe. Soooo smart."
"Vi died... Damn, we lost our yellow healer--OH SHIT! I hope Shin's not going to do anything stupid! He was already having a hard time to find a mate, now.. she's dead. Grrr stupid fucking war!!!"
"He was Fire Tribe's former deputy when I joined. He saved my life by taking me into the tribe. But he died a long time ago... It feels a little frustrating. I never got to tell him 'thank you'."
"My best friend and the coolest cat around. He was the once deputy of Fire tribe but stepped down when his mate gave birth. I find it a little disappointing but I admire him for doing that. His family comes first and I acknowledge his decision."
"Sadly, we found him dead.. not too long ago. Humph, all of our kittens are dying. What have we done wrong? I thought having them closer of us would assure their protection. I was wrong. Luca died within our territories and we don't have any proof that could relate his dead to a cat from the Alliance... but I know it was them. They'll pay... They'll pay..."
"I swear I thought she was a tom before. She's the only one in the litter that came out with her daddy's looks. She looks like a mini me. I know I said that I wanted all of my kits to be male, but I don't want that any more. She's my pride and joy, my little princess and I love her with all my heart. Also, she's the last daughter I have.. I'm very protective of her."
"I never thought it'd be possible for me to love someone as much as I love her. Hell, I never thought someone could love me at all. I'm glad I was wrong. But our relationship has gone up and down like a roller coasters. We argue a lot and sometimes we feel like biting each other's neck, but you know what? I couldn't wish for another she-cat to spend the rest of my life with. I'm drawn to her like a moth is drawn to the light. It's hard to explain, but it is as simple as that. I love her."
(Remorse) "The tom died during a patrol. He wasn't strong enough, I could see that. He was skinny and ragged. The death of his mate must have really hit him hard. I can understand that. I was a mess when Tzurai--well when I thought she had dumped me. I should have been easier on the little guy. I should have told him I was sorry. But I can't any more and I'll have to live with that. Humph..."
"Oh, it's the blue cat. Yea, I know him. I've seen him here and there, poking his nose everywhere and also making me look like a lazy lump of fur beside my wife... Even though I'm really a lazy lump.. but that's my business. Anyway, I heard he was the new deputy... cool I guess. I have nothing against him and I must add that he's quite fun to pick on. Hehee, I think I found my new swiping bag." *Cackles evilly*
(Brotherly love) "This cat... he was the brother I never had. The only cat that I've come close enough to call my little brother. He meant so much to me.. but the winter took him away from me. I'll never talk to him again. I'll never have someone like him in my life. He was.. my little brother. I can't.. I can't sleep. I miss him so much. Please, not make me talk about it. Please, I'm begging you. Leave me be, I'm still grieving for him. Ozy... I miss you so much. Please, come back."
"I don't really know this tom, just seen him once. But it's not like I wanted to know him better anyway."
"I've heard that my son, Leyvaten, who moved to the Shadow Tribe after earning his tattoo had died recently... That's partially why I never wanted kits. So young and already gone. Fuck this, I'm not in a mood to tell you how I feel about this loss. It feels like shit. I don't even know when he died. Makes me fucking mad."
"My adoptive son who looks strangely a lot like me. I know who his real father is.. but really, when I look at him, all I see is my reflection. Damian should have been my kit, not Nimbus'. Anyway, he's mine now and I am very possessive of him. Him and Maika are so dear to me. I don't regret stealing him, I don't regret a single thing even though it was the wrong thing to do. Because I did it, Damian is now in Fire and I couldn't be happier."
"The leader of Shadow Tribe I believe. I have some issues with this tom. I never directly had a conversation with him but I heard that he was deadly furious with my tribe. He hates every one of us and wouldn't hesitatue to rake his claw on us. I'm not sure why but apparently, one of our members killed one of his and he wants revenge. I can't realy hate him for that, but he's a threat to us and I will not coop with that."
"I don't really care about him to be honest. I'm just in a 'peaceful trance' with him. You see, my daughter Maika has fallen for the tom-- or should I say, the tom has fallen for my hot daughter. So he came crawling after her and ditched his tribe to be just with her. Oh how romantic you would think, but for me, it's just a load of bullshit. He claims he's loyal yet he turned his back to his tribe just to be with my daughter and 'protect' her. Hah! The lamest excuse ever. Well, I can't really chase him off or torture him because Maika likes him back. I saw through his shell WAY before he could have admitted it. Lame, just lame. Kids nowadays, just a bunch of shaky legs. Ooh, I'm so nervous! Ooh, the drama! What if she doesn't like me? Oh no, I could never tell her I like her, what if she didn't like me back? Yadayada I'm whining about how much of a pansy I am. Pff just fucking hilarious! HAHA!"
"Warrun is the only son I have left. I must protect him, for Tzurai. She was so upset when she found Stark's body.. Luca's... I don't want her to even more hurt than she already is. I'll protect our son, for her and Maika. I don't want to lose another chance to tell my kittens how proud I am of them and how much I care. I don't want to lose any more kittens. I can't believe that I am failing as a father for our kits. I have to be the father they always wished to have. I want to know more about Warrun but even if I don't know him too well, I feel very attached to him. He means the world to me."
(Dislike/Discomfort) "Uhm... yea, I kind of ruined his life and brought misery to him.. but really, it was nothing personal. I just came upon one of his kits. It could have been any other cat's kit too. So I got nothing against him and I admit that I was wrong for doing that... But, I'm not going to apologize. It's not going to stop him from hating me anyway, so why bother? Besides, it's not my fault his kit ventured too far from camp. He should be ashamed for not having a close eye on the kit. Pff, and he claims that Damian was his little favourite. Yea right! If he was, Damian would have never gone away. He'll just have to learn from that mistake, or he could always go cry on his best friend's shoulder." *Smirks evilly*
(Loathe) "Oh.. how I hate him. Even thinking about him makes me bristle. I despise him greatly and he knows it. I've never gotten along with him ever since our first encounter. I saw the sparkle in his eyes when he was talking to my mate. I don't like it. I had to intrude in their conversation. I just had to! And I'm glad I did. This tom is deputy now and looked up by many. He could have been a potential danger to me and Tzurai's relationship... and he still is. I want Tzurai to hate him, I want him to hate her. Only then will I be comfortable around him."
Nobuo/Artwork © Ellie (me)
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