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Post by ღC.YANIDE[xx] on Oct 14, 2008 3:40:06 GMT -7
Name: Rabbitwind Age: 23 Moons Gender: She-cat Rank: Warrior Clan: WindClan Picture: Quick Description: Description:
Personality: History of WindClan's Sweetheart Kithood:
Apprentice:
RP Example: Life dictated that as you progress through your existence that you gradually decompose until your genetic makeup topples in onto itself with age. The immunities, once a formidable force to collectively rid the body of infection or dangerous components, weakened substantially until even the foods you consumed had the ability to sicken you.
Birth and eventual death were consistencies none had the power to break and as time advanced there were subtle differences in Mother Nature's actions as she too began to wither. For nothing is eternal nor beyond rebirth but many could attest that this is not entirely true. A great number of species rose and fell seeking the fabled longevity that came with being blessed by spirits or alleged places where water flowed, containing the ability to prolong a beings life expectancy. And although never had such things been proven, they had never been disproved either.
Earth was the only one who knew of such whereabouts and tucked within her thickets and nests were the secrets that entities yearned to discover but never reached their goal. Mother Nature protected these mysteries because she herself intended to use it to replenish herself as time ravaged her soul and others wounded her. It came to a point when her best simply was no good enough and from her hidden coves she could not repair herself as she needed; she needed aid if she was to keep herself from fading as so many of the mythical deities had before her. Thus she hollowed a tree fashioned from an ancient sycamore to create a new life to save herself. However she required a proper catalyst for the procedure and searched high and low for the being who would harbor a portion of her soul.
Humans were destructive, primitive and disrespectful; unsuitable candidates for her purposes. Birds were small and inadequate, easily influenced and hardly reliable. Reptiles were crafty and treacherous, staying loyal to none unless it benefited them. Felines were cynical and haughty; so much so they drove her half crazy. It finally fell on the canines, or more so the ancestors of the beasts that licked the heels of mankind; she turned to the wolves who held a deep respect for her and valued her above all else. Codeword: Fences
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