TGB Application- Somnia

Name:
--Kit Name: Starless
--True Name: Somnia
_{*Goes by her kit name most of the time, except to cats in her own tribe.}


Gender:

Female

Age:

1 season-cycle

Rank:

Smith Apprentice

Tribe:

Fire-Tribe

Appearance:

[Small frame][Black and white][Yellow eyes]

Somnia was born the runt of her litter, making her very small. She has proportionally long legs, that end in dainty paws. At the back of her, Somnia has a long, thin tail that tapers to a point. And on the other end, you will find her small, squarish muzzle, with her short, bristling whiskers fanning out on either side, and above that, her ears. Her ears are huge for her head, sloping far above her crown and ending in sharp points.

Somnia's pelt covers her body with a uniformly short, dense coat of velvety fur. It is for the most part, smooth and lying flat, but on her neck and cheeks, the fur fluffs out a bit. The colour of her fur is almost entirely a shiny midnight black. In moonlight, this colour shimmers with a silver-blue overtone, but it usually appears to simply be a dark ebony. However, the solid darkness of her pelt is broken by one bit of snowy whiteness- Her left ear. It stands out starkly against the background of her black coat, like freshly fallen snow. The interior of this ear is a pale, delicate pink, quite different from the dirty gray-ish pink of her other ear, and her shiny black nose, which sits on her muzzle like a little beetle. Her paw pads are black as well, but a more matte shade than her nose.

Somnia's eyes are of unremarkable size, with a defined almond shape. The colour of her eyes is a pale gold, like winter sunlight, with threads of gold twisting through her iris like shimmering snakes. Often, the adolescent's eyes are found narrowed in anger or annoyance, and a frown on her muzzle. But when she does let a rare smile grace her face, her eyes light up like fireflies, glowing with happiness.

Personality:

[Angry||Pessimist||Bitter||Moping||Clever||Bossy||Distrustful||Loyal(conditionally)||Sarcastic||]

[Angry]
Somnia is a very angry young cat. She has a hairpin temper, and is easy to annoy or irritate. She will be quick to claw you, either verbally or physically, if you get on her nerves. She loves insulting cats creatively, and gets a sick pleasure from being able to dig into the most painful places with her words. She takes her anger out on the whole world, because she does not want to actually confront where her anger is coming from in the first place, and what it is really directed at.

[Pessimist]
She is very pessimistic, and will always think the worst of any given cat or situation. She is quick to attempt to squash any type of optimism, and is always the voice of gloom. She, however, states that she is a 'realist', not a pessimist.

[Bitter]
Somnia is also a very bitter cat, reluctant to see any good in the world, and generally the opposite of sweet. She believes that there is no such thing as a completely good cat, and that everyone lies and cheats and there is no such thing as a pure soul. She expressed this a lot in her everyday interactions, and is almost always cold to other cats because she believes that they are all just out for their own gain, and that there is no point in being kind because no one else is unless it's in their own interests.

[Mopey]
She has a tendency to mope, and feel sorry for herself. She has a selfish streak, in the fact that she thinks her life is oh-so-hard and unfair. Because of all this, Somnia rarely smiles, the closest she usually gets being a dry half-smirk. Though sometimes, Somnia's moping is not merely her being a whiny teenager, sometimes it is from genuine sadness and hopelessness. (Though most often she's just being over-dramatic.)

[Clever]
Somnia is a very clever cat, and has a fast-thinking mind. She is quick to understand concepts explained to her, and cat think on her paws easily. She is also good at problem-solving, and can often take a guess at what other cats are feeling (though she often lands on the cynical and pessimistic side of the spectrum with her guesses.) She is particularly good at figuring out how to put pieces of metal together in new and inventive ways. She does enjoy making accessories and such, but her favourite thing to do with her smithing is to design weapons and armor. Though, she wishes she had the ability to actually build the things, she does not possess the secondary power required. However, she is perfectly happy with her primary powers and enjoys messing around with fire, and is good at improvising to use it in clever and useful ways.

[Bossy]
However, Somnia's intelligence has led to a bit of an unfortunate trait- She is often very bossy, even when she has no place bossing anyone around. However, it usually only is to people that she's mildly comfortable around. (Like the other Smiths. Even though they're her mentors and way older than her.)

[Distrustful]
However, because of a mixture of past experiences, her cleverness, and her bitterness, she has become very distrustful of other cats. It is extremely difficult to win her trust, and even if you do, she has never really trusted anycat completely.

[Loyal]
However, if you somehow manage to get past all this and become close to her, Somnia will be extremely loyal to you. She despises those who cheat on their mates, or betray their friends. Her loyalty to her Tribe, however, is somewhat more dubious. She does not fully trust other cats to lead a tribe, though she believes that no cat in the Tribe would be a better leader than Tzurai.
It is incredibly hard to become close to her, however, and if you are not close to her she will give less than a rat's bum about you and what you're doing.

[Sarcastic]
And though she is angry and bitter and distrustful, Somnia does not lack a sense of humor... She merely has a rather dark, sarcastic, dry one. Sarcasm is one of her favourite things, and she constantly uses it, especially in her insults.

Likes// Darkness, quiet, running, fire, her job as a smith, reflective gems or metals (aka, shiny things.)

Dislikes// Bright sunlight, cold, cheaters and liars, cats who are disloyal to their mates or friends, loud noises/cats, annoying cats, stupidity, almost every cat she knows, pretty much everything.

Other quirks//
-Only smiles when she's alone and in the dark
-She knows that she needs a soulbond eventually, but she is reluctant to open her soul up to any cat that way
-She uses a lot of body language
-She has a very expressive tail (twitching it, lashing it, curling it, etc)

TL;DR: Mopey angry snarky teenager.

History:

Before Birth
Somnia's parents were both very young when the first war happened. Her father was Vellon, from the Fire Tribe, and her mother was Toria, from the Water Tribe. They had both only recently gotten their tattoos when the war began. It was their mentors, both cats who hated fighting, and thought the whole war was wrong, that convinced their apprentices to refuse to fight. Both cats, and their apprentices were exiled. As they were exiting Nandryx, the four cats all met up, and deciding that there was safety in numbers, stayed together. They followed a vague group of other cats, heading to the Outside, away from the Tribes. As they traveled together, the younger cats quickly abandoned their tribe loyalty, as they were young enough that they hardly understood what it had meant in the first place. They told each other their true names, and as they traveled, quickly became best friends. When they settled down, finally, they lived in a small group of other cats from assorted Tribes. As they grew up, they became closer and closer... Until, two season-cycles after being exiled, they became mates. Two seasons later, and Toria was expecting kits. A while later, the kits were born- However, they were weak and sickly, and none of them survived for more than a moon. Toria was so heartbroken that she refused to have any more kits for more than a season-cycle. But eventually, she gave in to her mate's pleas, and decided to become a mother again.

Kithood
This litter was much the same as the last one, though a little smaller. When they were born, it was on a night with a full moon, and starless, cloudless sky, with a warm breeze blowing. So, Toria named her three kits accordingly- The small black one with the white ear was Starless, the pure black tom was Cloudless, and the tiny ginger tabby was Breeze. This litter was stronger, though Starless was much smaller than her siblings, the runt of the litter. However, she managed to survive, and seemed perfectly healthy, despite her small size. When they were very young, Toria used to tell Starless and her siblings many stories about her old home, the Tribes. They were all fascinated, and begged for more, more, more stories. But as they got older, their interest in what they perceived as exaggerated tales waned, and they lost interest...

Apprenticeship (but not really)
When Starless was three moons old, she gained a gray fire-tribe tattoo, the mark of a loner. Her brother got a gray Earth Tribe tattoo, and her sister got a black Light-power tattoo. They had a fairly average life, hunting and playfighting. They were friends with the other young cats who were in their group, and generally they all behaved like one big family. But their life, while peaceful, was also boring. Unbearably so, for Starless's bigger siblings, who both had the spark of adventure in them. So one day, when they were all six moons old, Cloudless and Breeze slipped away, in search of a big adventure. Starless, not wanting to betray her siblings, didn't tell her parents where they had gone, and so when they didn't return for nights and nights, Toria and Vellon began to panic. Both of them would have gone out in search of them, but Toria had begun to fall ill, and so Vellon went alone. But he didn't come back, and Toria became sicker and sicker, with only Starless to care for her. Eventually, Starless gave up on her father ever returning, and resigned to watching her mother slowly die.
And about two moons after the disappearance of Vellon, Toria did die. And so then, with no family left, Starless became withdrawn and bitter, and angry at the world. And she has stayed that way ever since.

Adolescence
When Aiolos offered a chance for the exiles to return to the tribes, Starless jumped at the opportunity. She wanted to get away from the place that had taken all of her family, and start fresh, and this seemed like this best way to do it. So she journeyed to the tribes, and when she arrived, she was carted off to Fire Tribe, and as she had just marked her first season-cycle, the colour blossomed into her tattoo in a bright pink and orange. She was at first shocked by all the colours of tattoos in the Tribes, even though her mother had told her stories of the Tribes and how they had different colours on their tattoos for each gender and life stage. Starless asked Tzurai how to receive her true name, as she thought it would help her blend in with the rest of the Tribe, and it was discovered that Starless's true name was Somnia.
Somnia thought joining the Tribes would help her get over her family, and become a new cat, but if anything it has made her more bitter. She has no friends here, she is surrounded by cats she hates, and her thoughts keep drifting back to her siblings and father- What if they're alive? What if they return to find her gone? As well, she misses the land she knew all her life, and has had a hard time adjusting to her new settings. However, one good thing that she has found is her love of smithing. When Somnia is feeling particularly mopey about her family, she will tend to throw herself into her work and try to forget about everything in her past life as an Exile.

Skills:

Raising the Temperature
Radius: 2 m3

Raising the Temperature 2
Radius: 5 m3

Raising the Temperature 3
Radius: 10 m3

_{Darn no fire powers yet >:C}


Relationships:

--Mother: Toria-NPC-Deceased
--Father: Vellon-NPC-Missing, assumed dead
--Siblings:
(previous litter) NPC-Deceased, NPC-Deceased, NPC- Deceased, NPC-Deceased
(Somnia's litter) Cloudless-NPC-Missing, assumed dead, Breeze-NPC-Missing, assumed dead

--Crush: None
--Mate: None
--Soulbound: None

--Mentor: (Not assigned yet,)
--Apprentice(s): N/A
--Friends: None
--Enemies: None


RP Sample:
Somnia stirred in her nest. Her eyes opened into slits, letting in the silvery moonlight. Blinking a few times, the adolescent pulled herself into a sitting position. The den was dark- Just the way she liked it. But Somnia still couldn't sleep. She had been laying in her nest, eyes closed, for what seemed like eons now, and still she hadn't managed to drift off. Scowling slightly, she lifted a dark paw, lapping at it with her tongue roughly before drawing it over her one white ear. Might as well go for a walk or something. Getting to her paws, Somnia did a quick once-over of her coat, ridding it of the bits of moss and grass that were stuck to it. With a final shake of her pelt, Somnia padded forward, and slid out of the den.

Now out in the open, she took the full brunt of the moonlight. It was beautiful and silvery, glimmering on her smooth coat of dark fur, and illuminating her one white ear. Heading to the camp entrance, she slid out stealthily, not wanting to have to answer a billion questions as to why she was leaving camp in the middle of the night. Walking quickly as she moved away from camp, when she was far enough away as to not have anyone hear her, she broke into a run, straight towards the border closest to the camp. She ran for a while, without stopping, until the dry ground of the Fire-tribe territory turned into soft grass that padded her every step. Finally, she slowed to a walk again, until finally coming to a stop. She fell to her haunches with a soft thump, gasping for breath from her run. Sliding her front legs forward, she stretched into a lying position, with her hind legs tucked up, and her forelegs stretched out in front of her.

Tilting her chin skyward, the adolescent took in the view of the night sky. Stars twinkled cheerily, and the pale moon hung just below the peak of the sky. And with the darkness surrounding her on all sides, Somnia let herself slip up, and do something that she never did.

She smiled.

The darkness was like an old friend, soft and cool and inviting, enveloping her like the wing of a bird. Somnia closed her yellow eyes for a moment, reveling in it. When she opened them, she exhaled lightly, and got to her paws. Turning her head, she gazed in the direction of Moonfish Lake. It was probably beautiful this time of night, but... Somnia glanced at the sky. If I go now, it will probably be sunrise by the time I get back to camp. Lashing her tail in irritation, the adolescent let her usual scowl slide back onto her face. Then, sighing, she turned back towards Fire Tribe territory. Starting forward, she began to walk back, now relaxed enough that she was confident that sleep would come when she returned to her soft nest. And so shoulders slumping with sleepiness, Somnia walked.




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