ZEPHYROS , leader

[zephyros]

` ZEPHYROS !



[style=text-align:center;]'so shall the dead sing'

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the generals

NAME zephyros
AGE five years and eleven months
GENDER male
RANK leader
PATRON GOD vulcanrin
SHIFT RARITY uncommon
SHIFT FORM chimpanzee
PICTURE(S) normal && normal && shift

the personals

[style=text-transform:uppercase;]APPEARANCE

[/color]brown tabby tom with dark pale eyes.

PERSONALITY

this is a tom that is sure of his position in the tribe and is willing to do just about anything to make sure that he stays there. it was a miracle one way or another that he was granted the position by the elders to begin with and he doesn't want to do anything to loose. he loves the power and he loves the feeling of being higher than most other felines. after being an uncommon shifter, even though he did have influence over the common shifters, he still likes the feeling of being able to best those that feel that they are all that - he likes being the king where not even lions can reach his height. one could say the tom was power-hungry and made with power, even, and the feline would be right.

there was only one being that he will ever listen to and that is vulcanrin. even if soltaire were to come down from the heavens, glowing with anger and threatening his destruction, zephyros would die before he gave up power in the tribe. to him, vulcanrin is the only being in the world that deserves the respect that he is willing to give. he finds himself special, extraordinarily special, and he is not afraid to show it. others call him conceited and stuck-up, the type of feline that you would rather never meet - the type of tom that you would rather not have as your leader.

but there is more to him than that - it just doesn't make him any better. he'd the type of tom that feels the ways things are in the tribe is the way that thing are meant to be and he plans to keep them that way. he has seen weaknesses when he was growing up with allowing the females to have rights that should belong to males. they start getting ideas and to him, they start to loose their place in the world. they are meant to have kits and raise kits - he does not believe the importance in them being able to defend themselves.

and you might say that he is quite the ladies' man himself. once in a while in the good sport of things he'll take to courting a female as some choose to do, but other times he takes his position as leader as an advantage. he remembers the pain of having to bow away from the rares and let them take the good females, but now he allows himself first chose. who wouldn't want to have kits with the leader of the tribe? and he does enjoy the idea of kits. he likes watching little bundles with his genes run around, especially sons. he can watch them become strong and become something worth while in the clan.

perhaps one son might even take his place one day, carry on and push everything that zephyros wanted on into the next generation. he believes that as long as he has sons to call his own, to carry one the strength of his genes, then he can be immortal - that in a way he himself can be a god! and he often acts like a god. when someone tries to break one of the rules that has governed the tribe since the beginning, he shows no mercy and he's ruthless. he will banish most, but the major offenses he'll take to killing himself. he wants everyone to realize who is in charge and to know the power he commands.

but don't think him a tom to try and get advantage of some other way. he is a very smart, intelligent tom, often thinking things through in a way some felines may not even consider. he might look at things three, four different ways before coming to a decision and he often argues with the elders, trying yet to get more than he holds now. he sees him smarter than most the felines in the tribe and sees that he is only one that is able to make the best, informed decisions. however, he's never perfect and he doesn't always see everything.

there are a few things that can slip by.

HISTORY

when i was young, there was nothing really all that special about me. i was born to a mother who passed me off, along with my sister, to a nanny that would feed us and raise us. out birth mother often talked to us, never keeping it a secret that she was our real mother. our father was a proud tom. a rare shifter. our mother was an uncommon shifter and was a pretty thing. there were a few males that had their eyes on her and she was quite popular. our father, he was a tom that many in the tribe respected and rightly so. and he hoped for a son that could follow in his footsteps.

but he was disappointed.

when i shifted for the first time and he realized that i was only an uncommon shifter, he was disappointed in my instantly and turned his back on me. he started to look at any of the other sons he had, not even giving me a second thought until he needed to train me to become a male of the tribe, but even then he hardly gave me any notice, training me as little as possible. he ignored me simply because i was not a rare shifter and that's the reason why i envied, but also hated, my sister who ended up being a rare shifter. that was suppose to be me. she had no use for it!

and so then, i looked forward to joining the full ranks of the tribe. when i finally got there, i was a little disappointed to say the least. sure, i was above the common shifters and didn't have to deal with all the grime that comes with that rank, but the rares! they still treated us like crap sometimes. they acted all high and mighty - like they could defeat us any time they wanted. well, i let them have it. i smiled when i was angry and i put on a face. i still grinned at the females in the tribe, courting some for fun and some for pleasure - but i still didn't get all the first choices. i watched as the rares got the first choice and half the time got the females i had an eye on - ones that i would never be allowed to chat with.

i knew there were many cats in the tribe that openly talked about their patron gods, but like me, there were some that kept things private. for me, it was simply because everyone knowing that vulcanrin was mine would might things a little...uneasy for me. although i idolized the god, although i had a feeling that he had chosen me as much as i had chosen him, he was still a god that many looked down upon just as everyone looked down on me. the last thing i needed was a lower image merely because i understood the god. he was cheated from being the father of the gods by his younger brother and, as far as i was concerned, i was cheated of my rare shift form and from the love of my father by my sister.

there was no other god that would ever understand me.

so i worked, trying to uphold myself and to make myself worth something. u was still young when valentine died, but was i disappointed? no, i wasn't. i hated the tom. he always seemed weak - like there was something wrong with him mentally. why would a tom like him ever have become leader? and then to loosen the grip the tribe had one the females? to give any of them the idea of becoming equals to the males? it frustrated him. i was glad to see the tom gone. when the second died, i could care less. didn't know much about him, didn't even really know him enough to care one way or the other.

and then things changed for me - brightening my life right up and making it all worthwhile. the leader announced that the gods had chosen me, me for the leader position. i silently thanked vulcanrin for the opportunity given to me and i wasn't going to let anything take it away from me - not like it had been taken from the leaders before me.

i would return the tribe to its former glory - before the time of valentine.[/style]


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