RABE, LONER [wip]

[rabe]

` RABE !



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NAME Rabe
AGE 4 years
GENDER male
RANK mumbo jumbo
PATRON GOD Wiltran
SHIFT RARITY common
SHIFT FORM gyrfalcon
PICTURE(S) feline && avian

the personals

[style=text-transform:uppercase;]APPEARANCE

For the most part Rabe seems to possess an unassuming appearance. He is neither remarkably large nor remarkably small, being of medium stature, but of tall height. His build is of wiry muscle, lean, with long legs attributing to that aforementioned height. He is extremely quick and agile, even for a cat, but there are times when his grace forsakes him and he can be seen making a foolish movement (walking off the edge of fallen tree without realizing it, stumbling over himself, etc). However, Rabe is over-confident in his speed and agility. He is under the impression that he's one of the fastest cats alive, although that is very likely a falsehood. His coloring is common enough, being of a pure white color. And, because he is vain, he grooms himself constantly. His fur ranges considerably in length, from short around his face, to longer and wispy around his neck, haunches, and tail. His eyes are, perhaps, the most remarkable thing about him, being that they almost appear luminous. They are a thick yellow color, for which there is no proper analogy--they are not the yellow of honey or the yellow of sickness. They are strong and deep, radiant even, with a feral light to them. There is no denying the fact that, to some extent, Rabe is a handsome individual.

In his shift form, he isn't anything particularly spectacular. As a gyrfalcon, he posses a white color morph (which is fairly common), with a wingspan of about 50 inches. Gyrfalcons are some of the largest falcon species, and he is no exception, although he certainly doesn't measure up to eagles or hawks. As stated previously, he is the white color morph. All of his plumage is white except for the backs of his wings, which are speckled with black.

PERSONALITY

Being that his patron god is Wiltran, it will come of no surprise that Rabe is skilled in the art of trickery and deceit. He is ridiculously playful and nonchalant, to the point of being infuriating. Rabe takes very little, if anything, seriously. He is constantly laughing and joking, even about morbid matters. In fact, some of his favorite jokes revolve around more morbid themes.

Despite his nonchalant exterior, Rabe is secretly very bitter. He adores his god, and readily worships the rest of them, but he believes that tribe life is corrupt. He cannot tolerate being in the tribe any more than one could tolerate spiders in their bed, or flees in their hair. He is an individual who withholds an intense dislike for them, which is the reason he is a loner. In reality, Rabe is a remarkably social individual, but he has chosen to become rogue over the bias and conflict of the tribe. But his life as a rogue has evoked a sense of deeply ingrained loneliness. He is too proud to admit it, but he misses good company.

Speaking of pride, Rabe is a particularly conceited individual. Part of him believes himself to be beyond fault. He is a tom of ridiculous arrogance, and at times it can even become overbearing. He is flirtatious at times, as well as obnoxious, because of this confidence.

However, Rabe is also fairly malicious, particularly towards people he dislikes. This is where his naturally mischievous nature comes into play. He will manipulate and lie to hurt felines that he dislikes, in any way possible. He isn't above pretending to be a friend or ally, so that he can eventually betray them. He enjoys telling secrets, as well--other people's secrets. It is unwise to trust Rabe, for he is a fickle feline, who changes his mind often and is normally split between intervals of melancholy, vindictiveness, and sick humor.

HISTORY

Rabe was born into the tribe, with a brother named Corbeau. However, the two of them were completely opposites. Rabe was born with a drastically feminine appearance, and while he was not a female, he was teased ruthlessly by his brother and other kits their age. He had a thin voice, very girlish, and a way of moving that was particularly feminine.
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