02-06-2017, 09:53 PM
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CHEWING ON GLASS WITH
A BITTERSWEET SMILE | AKINO. FEMALE. TRAINEE.
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uch to Akino's surprise, ThunderClan, or whatever the albino stranger boy had called it, was unexpectedly quiet. Although she eventually kept to the outskirts of the village, Akino would always find herself eavesdropping on multiple conversations as there were many residents living in her birth place so finding someone to pick up information from wasn’t very difficult. However, this new territory was completely silent. Apart from the occasional choir of birds and the rustling of leaves, there was nothing much for the young girl to do. In fact, she was utterly bored out of her mind. Of course, Akino had set out many times to go look for candy - two purposes in her head: to satisfy her sweet tooth and prevent from annoying her short-tempered brother even more.
Upon one of her voyages, the young kit had come across a canine with a metallic leg. Starving at this point for some candy, she asked him without much consciousness if he was a threat or not only to receive a negative answer. Before Akino had the time to leave, he had asked a question of which she instinctively answered - including the fact she had joined the territory along with her brother. Was that important? No, not really. From that point on, Akino remembered someone else joining in on the conversation but then her forgetfulness got the best of her and she didn’t even remember his name, if he even said it that is.
One thing Akino most definitely could not forget,no matter how many times she questioned it, was the scent of Daisuke. No matter how far away he was or how stinky and disgusting her environment was, Akino would somehow find his peculiar scent. She didn’t know how it was possible but neither did she give it too much thought either. For someone who had absolutely no sense of direction at all, this was actually an amazing feat - especially for a serval as their main weapon in terms of senses was hearing. Climbing and scrambling over tree branches of the territory, the rain pattered lightly onto the albino child, a blur for those who had eyes as fast as a falcon. Right now, she was bored and no one was around to entertain her so who did she know would probably scold her for complaining to him about her boredom? No other but Daisuke. Her nose twitched every now and then to ensure she was going in the right direction. Despite this, the distance between them was too much for her, mainly because she was too lazy, and instead she abruptly stopped on a rather thin branch, so thin it would have broken if not for her weight. Perched on the thin branch, Akino sat there as her whole life sat on the thin branch. Was she worried? No. Why? Her instincts told her she wouldn’t fall. Did she trust her instincts? Absolutely.
â€ÂÂOnii-chan! Where are you?!†she finally called out, her voice in a high pitched cry. In serval language, high pitched cries indicated that you wanted someone’s attention. Normally, Akino would have adjusted her cry so that Daisuke knew who the wailing noise of a hopeless kid was. She didn’t bother this time. No one was around to hear her anyway.
[spoiler=info  updated 29/1/17]
GENERAL:
★ full bio can be found on her profile
★ Akino | Aki/Bakaki | Female
★ demisexual heteroromantic (leans towards males)
★ Single | ½ [n/a]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation: ?? | Apprentice
★ 4 months | Unknown | Upon roleplayer's discretion
★ Apprentice of ThunderClan | No Title | No Unofficial Title
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ based quite a bit on yachiru from bleach
★ speaks japanese, fluent in english
★ absolutely addicted to candy
PHYSICAL:
★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [birth/main] | health: 100%
a 4 month old white serval with a light shade of pink for eyes.
 major injuries: n/a
 [i]minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
 POSITIVE
adventurous. bubbly. energetic.
 NEUTRAL
curious. casual. go-with-the-flow.
 NEGATIVE
naive. unorganised. stubborn.
INTERACTION:
★ willing to approach someone who she thinks will entertain her or has candy
★ [color=red]medium physically |extreme mentally| Training
★ will start fights in specific situations - will defend herself and her brother.
★ Attack in PINK
★ please ask for permission before doing any kind of powerplaying
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Upon one of her voyages, the young kit had come across a canine with a metallic leg. Starving at this point for some candy, she asked him without much consciousness if he was a threat or not only to receive a negative answer. Before Akino had the time to leave, he had asked a question of which she instinctively answered - including the fact she had joined the territory along with her brother. Was that important? No, not really. From that point on, Akino remembered someone else joining in on the conversation but then her forgetfulness got the best of her and she didn’t even remember his name, if he even said it that is.
One thing Akino most definitely could not forget,no matter how many times she questioned it, was the scent of Daisuke. No matter how far away he was or how stinky and disgusting her environment was, Akino would somehow find his peculiar scent. She didn’t know how it was possible but neither did she give it too much thought either. For someone who had absolutely no sense of direction at all, this was actually an amazing feat - especially for a serval as their main weapon in terms of senses was hearing. Climbing and scrambling over tree branches of the territory, the rain pattered lightly onto the albino child, a blur for those who had eyes as fast as a falcon. Right now, she was bored and no one was around to entertain her so who did she know would probably scold her for complaining to him about her boredom? No other but Daisuke. Her nose twitched every now and then to ensure she was going in the right direction. Despite this, the distance between them was too much for her, mainly because she was too lazy, and instead she abruptly stopped on a rather thin branch, so thin it would have broken if not for her weight. Perched on the thin branch, Akino sat there as her whole life sat on the thin branch. Was she worried? No. Why? Her instincts told her she wouldn’t fall. Did she trust her instincts? Absolutely.
â€ÂÂOnii-chan! Where are you?!†she finally called out, her voice in a high pitched cry. In serval language, high pitched cries indicated that you wanted someone’s attention. Normally, Akino would have adjusted her cry so that Daisuke knew who the wailing noise of a hopeless kid was. She didn’t bother this time. No one was around to hear her anyway.
[spoiler=info  updated 29/1/17]
GENERAL:
★ full bio can be found on her profile
★ Akino | Aki/Bakaki | Female
★ demisexual heteroromantic (leans towards males)
★ Single | ½ [n/a]
★ NPC x NPC | Generation: ?? | Apprentice
★ 4 months | Unknown | Upon roleplayer's discretion
★ Apprentice of ThunderClan | No Title | No Unofficial Title
IMPORTANT FACTS:
★ based quite a bit on yachiru from bleach
★ speaks japanese, fluent in english
★ absolutely addicted to candy
PHYSICAL:
★ MAIN BODY SPECIES [birth/main] | health: 100%
a 4 month old white serval with a light shade of pink for eyes.
 major injuries: n/a
 [i]minor injuries: n/a
PERSONALITY:
 POSITIVE
adventurous. bubbly. energetic.
 NEUTRAL
curious. casual. go-with-the-flow.
 NEGATIVE
naive. unorganised. stubborn.
INTERACTION:
★ willing to approach someone who she thinks will entertain her or has candy
★ [color=red]medium physically |extreme mentally| Training
★ will start fights in specific situations - will defend herself and her brother.
★ Attack in PINK
★ please ask for permission before doing any kind of powerplaying
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