Vita-Female-Shaman

[Rivaxorus]

Name: Vita
Age: 4 years
Gender: She-cat
Rank: Shaman
Group: Volatilis
Picture:
Appearance:

Broken over the dirty bones is a smokey gray color. Her pelt is splattered all over with small white specks as if her pelt was a sky filled with shining star. Small sparrow like wings fold against her back. Their light brown colors blend into her fur as if there were no wings there. Her eyes starring out as if they were the sea and clouds in a mix together. Their glow brightly showing how she had affection for her group as the shaman in this dark world. Her paws though, glistened with a shining silver color, over the smokey gray fur and white sparks. Her eyes have a glow brightly as before, blue with clouds swirling inside. As if the future hold them. It is hard to take eyes of her eyes. Her tail is skinny and scrawny you can almost even see her tail bone. The fur is a bit darker color of gray making it a bit like a coal color.

Personality:

The one who does not seek immortality, shall find themselves in the never ending darkness...
Vita, the cat who never cared for herself. She would rather starve to death then have her pack die. She would do anything for them, as if they were her kits maybe even more to her. She puts herself in danger just so that they can live another day, does not matter if they will not survive the season. She follows the code of the packs, but she leads with something stronger then just the feeling of leadership. But, she knows the limits to her kindness. She can get pissed off, so don't mess with her feelings she uses her power to an extend. She takes punishments seriously, if a law is broken then the punishments she gives fits what she see's is the best. Even if it means going through a certain test that she gives to prove their loyalty. She only wants those who are worthy to serve her. Kits are innocent, they don't know what they are doing yet until they are older. So she does not consider them to be unworthy yet. Everything about her life was working hard, so she's it fit to pass important laws. Yet, her advisor is the one cat she trusts most. She expects for the advisor to have been with her for a long time. She does not take this job lightly and she certainly shows no kindness to the Giftege or the non gifted.

History:

A simple history normally always starts off with two lovers. How they hated each other then learned to love later on, or loved each other form the start. Yet, it had been classified from the start, that this past would never be natural nor would it be normal. There was no love to make Vita, in fact there was only hatred. Vita's mother was a lonely slave girl, a gifted that had betrayed her pack. She was a hunter for the Advisor in the pack. Forbidden to have kits from her events, forbidden to be shown any respect. It was at this time that everything started to go downhill. One of the spies, a male known as Atlas had his eye on the female for quiet some time. He knew she was forbidden to love anyone, so she was blocking out most emotions of affection. Yet this male was horrible, he was the head spy and always got his kill, whether it was a cat or prey. It was midnight, and Vita's mother was out hunting. The winged spy Atlas came out of no where, threatening her with harsh words. She was frightened, not knowing what to do she showed submission. Yet, it was clear that was not what the male wanted. Her wanted her, her herself. He grabbed her, her endless struggles useless against his strong body. A law had been broken that day, yet it was not her fault that he rapped her. A few months later she became pregnant, with four kits. When the Shaman found out he was furious and yelled at her who had did this to her since he knew the type of cat she was. She told her the following events and Atlas stood by yelling out it was lies. Yet the Shaman talked to the advisor and it was settled. Atlas was killed on the spot for his crimes, but in exchange for his crimes she was allowed to live and have the kits. But, she herself would die after the kits were old enough to be looked after by the other mothers. The female gave birth to two boys and one little girl, the other kit another male died at the moment of birth. She loved her kits very much form first sight. But it seemed as if the males always reminded her of Atlas. She named the little gray one Refrend, and the little brown one with wings Suljer. She wanted a unique name for the little girl though, for she had a pelt that shined like the stars and wings that were agile but strong enough for her to fly. So she named her Vita. Vita was always the quiet one, she never played like her brother did. She was not a runt, she was just so calm and mature. She ate in silence one night, her and her brother were now 1 month old and it was time for their mother to start her job again. Yet instead the Shaman stood over her, reminding her of her crimes and was about to kill her. Vita was only thinking about her mother when she stood in front of both of them, yelling at the Shaman to stop. Telling him that her mother had done nothing wrong, that it was not her fault she had kits. She was only trying to do what she had to do. The shaman was surprised on how the young gifted stood up to him, so Vita was not punished. How ever the advisor held vita back as she watched her mother beaten, then killed in front of her. The shaman turned to Vita and told her, "This is what happens when you break the laws I make." and walked off. Vita stayed in the corners, as the other mothers tried to coax her to play with the others. Vita would always refuse though, she just wanted to think on her own, she liked it that way. By the time she was three months old, one of her brothers had died from a virus that had spread throughout, it had killed many cats and the only kits that had survived was Vita, Suljer and two other boys. The Shaman had died as well, the new one that had been elected was a female, who never expected the position. Vita watched as the ceremony took place, but she wondered if the new shaman would be kinder then the other. A simple history normally always starts off with two lovers. How they hated each other then learned to love later on, or loved each other form the start. Yet, it had been classified from the start, that this past would never be natural nor would it be normal. There was no love to make Vita, in fact there was only hatred. Vita's mother was a lonely slave girl, a gifted that had betrayed her pack. She was a hunter for the Advisor in the pack. Forbidden to have kits from her events, forbidden to be shown any respect. It was at this time that everything started to go downhill. One of the spies, a male known as Atlas had his eye on the female for quiet some time. He knew she was forbidden to love anyone, so she was blocking out most emotions of affection. Yet this male was horrible, he was the head spy and always got his kill, whether it was a cat or prey. It was midnight, and Vita's mother was out hunting. The winged spy Atlas came out of no where, threatening her with harsh words. She was frightened, not knowing what to do she showed submission. Yet, it was clear that was not what the male wanted. Her wanted her, her herself. He grabbed her, her endless struggles useless against his strong body. A law had been broken that day, yet it was not her fault that he rapped her. A few months later she became pregnant, with four kits. When the Shaman found out he was furious and yelled at her who had did this to her since he knew the type of cat she was. She told her the following events and Atlas stood by yelling out it was lies. Yet the Shaman talked to the advisor and it was settled. Atlas was killed on the spot for his crimes, but in exchange for his crimes she was allowed to live and have the kits. But, she herself would die after the kits were old enough to be looked after by the other mothers. The female gave birth to two boys and one little girl, the other kit another male died at the moment of birth. She loved her kits very much form first sight. But it seemed as if the males always reminded her of Atlas. She named the little gray one Refrend, and the little brown one with wings Suljer. She wanted a unique name for the little girl though, for she had a pelt that shined like the stars and wings that were agile but strong enough for her to fly. So she named her Vita. Vita was always the quiet type. She never played like her brothers did. She just sat and observed the way the pack worked and how the Shaman ruled. She wondered if all cats who became shamans would be like him. By the time she and her brothers were one month old it was time for their mother to continue her job as Vita had seen with the other mothers if they wanted and if they could. Yet, when she came out to see her mother she saw the shaman about ready to rip her mothers throat out. Vita stood in front of her mother and spread her wings out. Yelling that her mother had done nothing wrong. Vita did not care if she was beaten because of this, all she knew was her mother had done nothing wrong. The male shaman was surprised by her brave actions. Since she was a kit though he could not punish her, it was a sacred law of the gods. The advisor held Vita back. even though she struggled. The only thing Vita could do though was sit back and watch as her mother was beaten then killed in front of her very own eyes. She was let go, watching the shaman disappear into his den leaving her mothers body there. The Advisor lowered his head towards Vita and said, "This is what happens when you break the law" then walked away as well. Vita began to wonder, why this world was so cruel. Vita always was scared of the Shaman after that, she stayed in the dark corners even though the other mothers and the story tellers always tried to coax her to play. She still refused though. When she and her brothers became to the age of three months a Virus started to spread around the pack. It killed many cats including kits. One of Vita's brothers died, then it was the Shaman and the advisor. The only kits left were Vita, Suljer, another male and two little tiny she-cat not even a month old. Yet, that was just after the virus had stopped. Vita watched as a new shaman was elected and a new advisor. She wondered if the new female shaman would be any better then the last. When Vita turned four months she went up to the female shaman, the new one that had been in the position for a month. She asked to participate in a game that most cats could play. It was obvious it was the first time she wanted to actually play, the new shaman was kind and said to her why couldn't she? When they went to play the game Vita stood in the circle as they explained the rules. Vita got a bit confused every now and then but the members helped her through. It was pretty fun, Vita started to get a liking in the new Shaman. She was much more kind then the other that had killed her mother. When Vita turned 6 months old, it was time for her to choose a path, yet she could not decide. The shaman decided to do something that was very rare. She took Vita as her youngster to be trained in the ways that she did things in the Shaman position. Suljer was taken to be the next priest. Vita did not talk much to most of the members. She mostly concentrated on training and other things that the Shaman taught her. The knew advisor did not like Vita much. He always thought of her as inferior since her mother was a slave. Yet, to the new female shaman who your mother was did not matter, it was who you were now that mattered. When it came time for Vita to move to another position her brother was killed for the chosen cat in the reaping. Vita was involved in the ceremony of becoming a warrior. Yet while she was there alone, the shaman had died. When she came back, there was an uprising. At first the advisor offered himself to be the new shaman but everyone refused. Vita stepped forward, only thinking about the others. When she was out on her test she discovered her powers, she also put herself in the worthy position of being a shaman. All the other cats mummbled amongst each other. "Look at yourselves, I was trained by the Shaman that just died. I may be young, but I only look towards the laws of the people." everyone was surprised by her speech. Over half the pack members voted her to be the new shaman. Vita turned towards the advisor and told him he no longer held the position. Vita for the rest of her life until now, learned the laws made new ones. Yet now, she needed to pick a advisor, hopefully she picks right. Vita though knew that no matter what, she would protect what was rightfully hers.

Powers:

Wings:Yes

Empathy
Empathy, over the years it has been considered a useless power. Those who have it most of the time have no power over when they feel or give other feelings to cats. Well, Vita has trained herself to do these things easily. Sure, it takes up some sort of energy, but it comes in handy when trying to comfort her fellow members. She has learned to inflict her emotions on other members. But, she can not choose what emotion. For example if she is mad she can choose to let others feel what she is feeling, but she can not choose for them to be sad if she is angry. Then she has the ability to feel what a cat is feeling. She has control over this well, so if she does not understand she can try and feel what the other cat is feeling. On another account she can choose to do nether and just keep her feelings to herself. One of the flaws in this power is it takes energy. So if she is tired she will not be able to use this power. The second flaw is yes at times she can not control this power. Sometimes she can be careless and just loose control of it and this does not help in some occasions.

Star reading
A rare power indeed. Vita has gotten this from her ancestors of her fathers side of the family. When it is dark and the stars in the sky are showing, Vita can read them. In her mind they are just words, trying to tell the cats below something. Sometimes the stars tell stories. Sometimes they give warnings. Yet no matter what, vita has no control of this power. Because sometimes the stars will send visions in which they are telling Vita something. Yet, there is no control of if she doesn't want to see it or if she does. This power has to be said only to be passed on every thousand years. Yet, it seemed as if the gods are looking after Vita after all. Or that there is something she needs to do that she has not figured out yet. The flaws to this power are in the many. For one, she has no control. So there is no telling when she will faint because of some sort of vision or scent the stars have on her. Then second of all there is a time before she uses the power she is frozen. Meaning she is open for attack which could happen at any time with anything including cameras.

Slaves:

Ronoe- Ronoe is a slave that does what Vita asks. But, unlike others the Shaman is kind to her slaves and she really only has this young tom.

Roleplay sample:

"Your useless, just like your mother was" Vita was thrown to the ground, her eyes blurred by the pain of her wounds. Her attacker lowered his head towards her. "I gave you an order, so you're supposed to do it" Vita struggled to get to her feet, to show that she was not as weak as she really was. "Look at you, your pathetic" The tom snarled putting his paw on her making her fall again, she shivered with pain. "If it was not fort he Shaman, I would have made you a slave" The tom snarled, curling his lips back. "Your mother, was my daughter in law if it weren't for the stupid fact that my son raped her." Vita opened her eyes wide, that meant he was her grandfather inlaw. That was not fair, it was not fair at all. "Your wrong, I'm not pathetic" she snarled. The advisor laughed, "Prove it, stupid girl" She went to stand up, her wounds stung though like she was burning to death. "Get up and fight you stupid worthless cat. Your no better then a Giftege" Zurof snarled. Vita got up, narrowing her eyes at him. "Don't you dare compare me to them" she snarled spreading out her wings. Zurof smiled, "I would like to see you try and lay a scratch on me in that condition" he acted as if this was a game. Vita took one step forward pain coursing through her body. "See your worthless" he said digging his jaws into her back and throwing her to the ground again. "You bastard" she said in pain as he walked over. He laughed, "You are a giftege" he spat on her. "Zurof that's enough" They both turned to see the shaman.

"Halum,Hurd take Zurof to the prison for judgment" The shaman said as two guards walked next to him. Vita pulled her ears back in fear, as if something bad was going to happen to her. "It's alright Vita, We'll make sure he never lays a paw on you again" the shaman said walking over to her. Vita looked up gratefully at her, not able to move. "I'll get the priest, because it seems your hurt pretty bad. Can you speak" Vita wanted to, but she was way to shaky for it. So she just lowered her head and closed her eyes. Vita, just knew, that she would survive for another day.

Other comments: Woot, finally finished her.

[thornshadow]

accepted.