Post by lacarinus on Apr 28, 2016 20:28:18 GMT
ESHAN
Well sharpen your teeth,
BASIC INFORMATION:
Colony Roshen |
Rank Follower |
Gender Male |
Age 4 years |
Coat Short, off white spotted tabby fur |
Markings/Scars None of note |
Eye color Muted Blue |
Breed Bengal |
RRELATIONSHIP INFORMATION:
Family: [Blood Family] Samar - Brother "Opinion here" Ahana - Sister "Opinion here" |
Mates [Due to his lack of empathy, a relationship of this kind would be extremely unlikely.] |
Friends [Cats he has labled as his, and he has charged himself with the protection of.] |
Enemies [Usually those whom have harmed him personally or one he has devoted himself to protecting.] |
Love interests [Though unlikely that he will be able to take this kind of relationship any further, one sided or superficial romances will be added here.] |
CHARACTER INFORMATION:
PERSONALITY Eshan, despite how normal he may pass as, is a psychopath. Not in the way the word is often used, bringing to mind an image of a murderer with a chainsaw and a taxidermy collection. His feelings towards others are often made from four years of attempting to fit in, as opposed to actual affection. None of this is obvious, upon meeting him, he's a perfectly charming, incredibly handsome tom with a slightly vindictive streak. He tries rather hard to make up for his lack of empathy, often turning over decisions to other cats, for fear of making a decision another cat would consider immoral. |
History Born as part of the first litter of a loner couple taking up residence in a barn out on the back-roads, away from cars and fighting colonies and humans that could hurt their precious new family. Two sons and a daughter, Samar, his younger brother, and Ahana, his younger sister. It became evident that Eshan was a little off fairly early in life. Not understanding it was wrong to do so, he bit his sister in an inane fight like all kits had. His mother went into a panic, demanding to know why he'd done it, though the young tom couldn't grasp what he had done wrong. His mother was unnerved by her eldest son's lack of empathy and pushed most of the interaction with him onto his father. When they grew older, their father took them to be taught to hunt; which Eshan seemed to take an almost unnervingly large amount of joy in. Though he didn't see anything wrong with that, if he had do do it anyway, what was wrong with having fun? Things escalated around the end of his first year, his parents were considering another litter and his mother's wariness of him had only grown over time. She confronted his father, demanding he chase off their oldest son, citing that he would be a danger to any new kits they had. |
[Okay that's enough for now the rest of this is really just interaction with loners and understanding his condition and how to hide it.
If anyone wants this bio code when i'm done making it pretty it'll be up for grabs.]
tell yourself that it's just business
