JUST YOU WAIT / open, joining

[CHARLIE ;]

It was honestly pretty amazing that Charlie had managed to survive this long, considering he was only five months old, and he had been thrown from his comfortable life as a house kitten without any warning. He didn't even truly know what had happened to his humans, but all he knew was that he was alone now, and he didn't know how to hunt or even take care of himself.

When he had arrived where the groups had taken refuge after the disaster, he had been frightened and felt... very unsafe. Maybe it was because of his collar, or just the way he looked unkempt and obviously inexperienced with the outside world, but it seemed like every animal, large or small, was eying him with interest, seeming... hungry. He had wanted to leave, but he couldn't get food himself, and knew he would probably die if he left, so he had stayed and kept mostly to himself, pressing into every little corner that he could.

He hadn't originally seen the forming of Occultatum Village, but when he had seen different animals streaming out of the caves they had been hunching over and making their home in, he had known that he needed to head out and find somewhere new, hoping that the journey wouldn't be too difficult for him.

Unfortunately, the journey had been difficult. It had been life-threatening and scary, and when he came upon the forest and mountains that the Occultatum Village made their home, he had felt extremely relieved at the scent of other animals in the air. The small white, grey, and black kitten called out softly, shaking out his ruffled and messy fur and wincing at the sound the tags of his checkered collar made against his chest, "Hello, is anybody here? Can anyone help me? Please...?"

[I. GHANA]

Hearing a distant jingling, the jaguars curved ears flicked a bit and he had happened to be in the forest territory instead of in the safety of the village. His dark form weaved itself through the trees in a stealthy manner until he was close enough to see who was knocking at their door, his whiskers twitched as he revealed himself from the darkness that once hugged his dark form. It was a kitten with a checkered collar but aside from that the Sovereign didn't seem to care at all of the former whereabouts or home the kitten once inhabited, he didn't like seeing him in such a state and it only made his heart ache inside his chest. He wasn't cold hearted and he had a soft spot for children, he was much kinder to them than anyone else and he somehow tolerated them a bit better than others. His opened his mouth a bit hoping that he didn't intimidate the child "What's your name little one?" He was actually a bit impressed that such a young kitten left home (that's what he thought anyways) and had made the difficult journey to arrive here, his normally cold gaze softened taking in the appearance of the five month old. As he waited for an answer, he couldn't help but try searching with his eyes to see if anyone else was tagging behind the small kitten and he found that there wasn't so he completely relaxed. It made him relieved that an enemy or a predator wasn't searching for the kitten since he was sure that the kitten was basically an appetizer for apex predators. He supposed that he was the kitten's help for now, he swallowed a bit continuing to wait patiently and well, if the kitten answered he would take him back to the village with him so they could get him cleaned up and fed.

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[align=center][div style="width:400px;line-height:0.9;text-align:justify;font-size:11pt;"]sleepwalker moved over, tired eyes watching the child. he smiled gently and slowly crouched, jaw touching the ground. "hello, young one.." he said softly and smiled.

/rushed
[spoiler=TAGS | 3/23]GENERAL INFO —
→ thoenidous | " sleepwalker " | god of sleep and nighttime | he is a god from a made up religion*
→ no known gender | unknown biological sex, assumed male | any pronouns accepted, personally uses masculine pronouns but doesn't care
→ his body age is currently a couple hundred years old | mentally millions of years old | unknown birthday | unknown zodiac
→ member of fortis ignis | a demigid
APPEARANCE —
→ compared to other dragons/wyverns, sleepie is considered very small. when on all fours, he only stands at 5'2, and is around 9-10 feet long- he weighs in at about 130 lbs. his scales seem to be made of very thin and fragile obsidian, making them look a deep and glassy looking plum colour. as he is a wyvern, he doesn't really have front legs, just wings with very dull claws that help him grip the ground and walk. in his head are fairly large horns that are a soft greyish blue, and they loosely coil around his long neck. he tends to decorate himself in thin silver chains, some of whitchurch have things attached to them, and a few chairs form a pretty head dress that hang into his light blue eyes. normally, he looks very sleepy and always sounds like it too.
PERSONALITY —
→ ISFP | hufflepuff | true neutral
→ optimist | introvert
→ sleepie spends most of his time asleep. it's his favourite passtime, and his only way to seem.. normal. on a good day, he spends two hours awake and then takes regular naps in between each two hours. he is considered lofty and down to earth. he always hears both sides of the story and is a very good judge in situations that call for one. he is often very calm and collected- unless he threaten something he cares abou, and then he loses his shit. he becomes violent and irrational, and then it's goodbye to whatever pissed him off. without his sleep, there are a few stages of exhaustion that he goes through. a straight day without sleep simply makes him tired. there's nothing different about him except he's sluggish. two straight days without sleep, and he becomes easily agitated and angered. avoid him if he is like this, as he also gets violent. three days of no sleep, and he becomes increasingly paranoid. normally, sometime during the third day he will pass out. if he doesn't pass out, then on the fourth day, he will sleep without any way to wake him up.
POWERS —
→ item | description
→ item | description
→ item | description
→ item | description
RELATIONSHIPS —
→ josius, god of stone xx albiyot | too many siblings to name
→ single | taken by __ | completely oblivious as to what love is
→ assumed asexual | assumed a romantic
→ sexuality and romantic preference are not set in stone.
BATTLE TAGS —
→ peaceful actions can be powerplayed | he loves physical contact- as long as you're warm
→ physically easy when not angry | physically very difficult when angered
→ mentally very difficult when not angered | mentally easy when angered- not advised that you insult him when angry
→ @ salem when attacking
OTHER —
→ *sleepie is a god from a made up religion! it is from a book i've been developing and he exists along all other gods and should not conflict with any back stories!

[CHARLIE ;]

The first to show up, much to Charlie's surprise and terror, was a large jaguar. He didn't seem overly hostile, and he even asked for his name, but Charlie still felt his heart thudding wildly in his chest as he stared up at the big cat. Hesitating for a moment, the kitten tried his best to seem brave, standing up straight on his four quivering little white legs and raising his head - although the effect was slightly diminished by the further jingling of his tags - before saying softly, "M-My name is Charlie. I'm looking for a new home cause my humans are gone... you aren't going to eat me, are you?" His strong words slowly faltered into worry, his eyes lingering on the male's muzzle, no doubt full of sharp teeth that would chomp him up without a second thought.

It would've been nice if the second creature to show up had been more his speed, like another domestic or something, even if they were wild. However, it seemed that luck wasn't on his side, and the next to show up was Sleepwalker, a small - but still massive to Charlie - dragon creature. Eyes widening, Charlie squeaked and tried to quickly step back, but just ended up succeeding in sending himself tumbling over a root on the ground, landing right on his hindquarters, "Pl-Please don't eat me, Mr. dragon! I wouldn't be very tasty or nutricious!"

[KISHI]

amaya has never encountered with humans before, but from what she has heard throughout her life, she can conclude that they are rather... interesting, to say the least. Apparently, humans are the reason why the animals had been thrown together in those mountains in the first place; truth be told, amaya isn’t sure what to think of that. If that is true, if humans really are the cause to all of this, then what did they do? Was it on purpose, or a mere accident?

Blinking, the panther slides into the scene, purple hues fixating onto the kitten. She can’t help but notice the collar and, in response to its glimmering tags, she merely flicks an ear. A former human’s pet, it seems. The kitten is rather young to be on his own, but Amaya chooses to pay no mind to it. What she does pay mind to is his plea for mercy, his begs to not be eaten. Goodness, how young is he? Too young.

”I’m not hungry,” she bluntly states, shrugging her shoulders, ”if i was, i would want something bigger.”

After that, she falls silent, choosing to sit down and relax a little. A kitten can do no harm—that’s blatantly obvious—and she already has a pinch that he will be accepted in without any form of hesitance. (After all, the did accept a weird oozing creature of ink and a dragon, of all things.)

(( ayyy welcome to the squad !! ))

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[align=center][div style="width:400px;line-height:0.9;text-align:justify;font-size:11pt;"]eyes widened and he shook his head, his chin dragging on the ground. "oh, i'd never." he said softly, slowly sitting up and tilting his head. the poor child was horrified, and his dragon instincts told him to protect the treasure- and he definitely agreed. "i don't eat meat. and if most certainly never eat someone as tiny as you!"
[spoiler=TAGS | 3/23]GENERAL INFO —
→ thoenidous | " sleepwalker " | god of sleep and nighttime | he is a god from a made up religion*
→ no known gender | unknown biological sex, assumed male | any pronouns accepted, personally uses masculine pronouns but doesn't care
→ his body age is currently a couple hundred years old | mentally millions of years old | unknown birthday | unknown zodiac
→ member of fortis ignis | a demigid
APPEARANCE —
→ compared to other dragons/wyverns, sleepie is considered very small. when on all fours, he only stands at 5'2, and is around 9-10 feet long- he weighs in at about 130 lbs. his scales seem to be made of very thin and fragile obsidian, making them look a deep and glassy looking plum colour. as he is a wyvern, he doesn't really have front legs, just wings with very dull claws that help him grip the ground and walk. in his head are fairly large horns that are a soft greyish blue, and they loosely coil around his long neck. he tends to decorate himself in thin silver chains, some of whitchurch have things attached to them, and a few chairs form a pretty head dress that hang into his light blue eyes. normally, he looks very sleepy and always sounds like it too.
PERSONALITY —
→ ISFP | hufflepuff | true neutral
→ optimist | introvert
→ sleepie spends most of his time asleep. it's his favourite passtime, and his only way to seem.. normal. on a good day, he spends two hours awake and then takes regular naps in between each two hours. he is considered lofty and down to earth. he always hears both sides of the story and is a very good judge in situations that call for one. he is often very calm and collected- unless he threaten something he cares abou, and then he loses his shit. he becomes violent and irrational, and then it's goodbye to whatever pissed him off. without his sleep, there are a few stages of exhaustion that he goes through. a straight day without sleep simply makes him tired. there's nothing different about him except he's sluggish. two straight days without sleep, and he becomes easily agitated and angered. avoid him if he is like this, as he also gets violent. three days of no sleep, and he becomes increasingly paranoid. normally, sometime during the third day he will pass out. if he doesn't pass out, then on the fourth day, he will sleep without any way to wake him up.
POWERS —
→ item | description
→ item | description
→ item | description
→ item | description
RELATIONSHIPS —
→ josius, god of stone xx albiyot | too many siblings to name
→ single | taken by __ | completely oblivious as to what love is
→ assumed asexual | assumed a romantic
→ sexuality and romantic preference are not set in stone.
BATTLE TAGS —
→ peaceful actions can be powerplayed | he loves physical contact- as long as you're warm
→ physically easy when not angry | physically very difficult when angered
→ mentally very difficult when not angered | mentally easy when angered- not advised that you insult him when angry
→ @ salem when attacking
OTHER —
→ *sleepie is a god from a made up religion! it is from a book i've been developing and he exists along all other gods and should not conflict with any back stories!

[Luciferr]

THEY ARE DIVINE...
Blacktide — Warrior — Occultatum

"a non meat eating dragon? How curious" a sonorous calm voice rumbled, as probably the last creature the child wanted to see morphed out of the dark undergrowth that hid him so well - Blacktide's lone luminous eye had been turned upwards to sleep as he'd spoken - a genuine curiosity, most dragons ate flesh after all, they agreed, not eating flesh was abhorrent to them - before it flicked down to the child the others had gathered around.

Ah, a domestic - pet they spat.

Blacktide blinked glancing to Kunta for what his opinion would be on housing the small feline before his attention strayed to Amaya - Hm - agreement - they, he, would not find much filling about one so small, maybe a full grown domestic would provide a snack but even then slim pickings.

Not worth the hassle for such a small prize - wasted strength was pushed at him.

So Blacktide simply inclined his head, opting for silence until Kunta made his judgement - though if it were to be so, this would perhaps be the smallest among them.

A mouth to feed until he grew anyway - agreement, yet, asset? Potential strength echoed back.

True enough, potential was boundless everywhere, whether it was sized was another matter...

//don't mind BT he's just always like this, but welcome! :3

                                                     

[CHARLIE ;]

When Amaya spoke, the kitten blinked and frowned slightly, his ears flattening. That didn't exactly instill him with a lot of confidence, but at least that meant that she wouldn't kill and eat him. When she sits down, he relaxes a bit and lets his ears go back up, his gaze flicking over to Sleepwalker. He seemed quite genuine and kind, so he nodded a bit and said softly, shifting his small paws, "Oh, well... I'm glad? It's nice to know I won't be eaten because of my size..."

When Blacktide approached, the kitten's eyes widened to twice their size, and he stepped back, saying softly as he looked between Kunta and Blacktide anxiously, "Uhm... hello there. You're... scary."

[Leafwing12]

foxwell made this bitch

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