NIKOLAI

[castaway]

NAME. nikolai
GENDER. male
AGE. four years
CLASS. serf
MONARCHY. eastern

APPEARANCE.

by all means, this tom is not the most spectacular beast. he has a rather gruesome face, and even from a distance it's obvious he ain't no woman. with broad, hulking shoulders on his muscled skeleton, he looks almost warlike. ready for anything. this beastly feline has large paws, often found gritty and muddy, what with the fact tufts of fur grow between his toes. to the untrained eye, nikolai would appear overweight. but he isn't! the coating that is smeared across his entire bodice is what causes this misunderstanding. his fur is long, longer than most cats. typically, nikolai is a 'long-haired' feline. this arrangement of fur makes this tom's appearance look fluffy. this is because the fur sticks outwards from his body. a lot of the time, you will find this man's coat tattered and most likely dirty. it is extremely hard to keep his fur clean, especially during spring when the snow melts, and leaves mounds of mud. his eyes, however, are something fierce. a vibrant golden brown colour. hardened with age and intelligence. of course, he's no smarter than any other cat. though he has the smarts to steer clear of trouble. usually.

aside from all of that, lets move on to the smaller details. nikolai has rather large ears, shaped in neat triangles the angle forwards. however, he is able to swivel them about him. to be blunt, this tom has a very manly face. broad, flat. scarred and often rather dirty. his eyes have a rather dark, heavy-set look to them. it's actually hard to explain. it's a lot like the fact that a female cat has a sort of narrow, more defined face, with more delicate facial features. nikolai is almost the complete opposite. he has larger cheeks, and a more menacing tone to his face. in fact, it often looks as if this tom is glaring at you. all the time. his teeth are quite the menacing feature of his facial appearance. they are sharp, much like most felines teeth. all the same, sharp. his are even a pale white colour. not yellowed, or feline-cavity filled. nikolai has never physically maimed someone with these set of teeth. though he's more than happy to do so.

setting all of those more detailed descriptions of this man, what about his fur? we never did get to mentioning it. this tom is a long-haired cat, as i mentioned before. however, the colouring is actually pretty stylish.. for a dirty, undernourished feline. he's plated with a white-washed white paint. this is then top-coated with a pale ginger colour. it spreads over him like a jacket. leaving his legs, neck, around his hing legs. and parts of his face still ivory. however to top it all off, nikolai has darker ginger stripes that flicker their way down his body. stripping his back, brindling his legs. even defining his cheeks with a more fierce look. his triangle-shaped ears are that same dark ginger colour. the inside, however. is a dusty brown white. although, since nikolai is prone to being covered in muck.. the white-washed white is more like a dirty white. his paws are more often a muddy brown colour. he isn't very interested in taking care that his fur is clean. as long as he gets the job done. he's fine.

PERSONALITY.

sure, he looks all huff, gruff, blow your house down. sure, he glares at you like your some kind of demon that he anticipates killing. but he's really not that bad. he only acts gruff in order for you to walk away and stop bothering him. deep down, the guys a real softy. seriously. nikolai's personality may seem very aggressive. and it is, but not in the way you see. this tom is a sarcastic animal. to most questions, he will answer, but in a more rude, obnoxious retort. he isn't the most sociable cat on the block. he's never had much luck with other cats. no one really knows why. he's a solitary guy. doesn't talk a whole lot. keeps personal problems to himself. he also finds kittens, small animals. very irritating. despite all of this, he can be quite the laughable feline. however, again in a sarcastic way. he'll laugh, but rudely.

if ever nikolai is angered, frustrated, or in a rage he has a more snarky attitude. speaks loudly, and yells a lot. i know what you're going to say. really cheesy angry mode. yeah, i know. but it's absolutely true. when he disagree's with something, he immediately states it. even if it's blunt, and not the nicest way of stating his opinion, he doesn't care. he's a very opinionated feline. usually ending up sticking his nose where it doesn't belong. even for a feline of the lowest level on the tier ranking. he acts like he understands what's going on. even if he doesn't really like have the people in the kingdom he lives in. however he rarely gets very angry. nikolai is actually quite the calm critter. in a feline standard, that is.

he can really take a verbal beating. metaphorically speaking. when in an argument of any kind, the stature of nikolai remains fairly calm. the twitch of the end of his tail, an roll of his eyes, and any movement of his ears may provide the notification of annoyance. but.. he can usually contain his emotions within him and propel a calm, somewhat quiet tone of voice. all as well, one might think with an attitude like his, he would be a devious liar. one that would lie constantly. but no, he's actually not. this male is absolutely honest. he just puts things bluntly. sometimes makes it look rude. because of this, others usually think he's lying. but if you asked whether your parents were alive. and they weren't.. he wouldn't even hide it. he just plainly say 'no, they're dead. i saw them over there a-ways.' and move on with life. he doesn't necessarily mean to be rude, it was just how he was raised.

to those fellow felines that happen to touch his heart in some way that makes him relax, and enjoy life a little. he becomes deathly loyal to. but, it takes a lot to get his attention, and hold it. if you accomplish that, you've got a very good ally on your side. however, with his opinionated self, he might not always be on your side. nikolai, whom usually has a very clear mind, and is more of a judgemental person that pays attention to things, might let you down sometimes. if he knows your wrong.. thats too bad. he won't stand by something and lie. if he knows your wrong, your wrong. no ifs, ands, or buts about it. 'deal with it, and listen to your conscience, it comes in handy.' -- Nikolai

HISTORY.

he was born, he lived a regular serf life just like his mother and father. nikolai grew up with his siblings, learning to fight and play and do regular serf duties. it was a normal life, for a normal cat. though, he never really got along well with the others. not even his own siblings. they were compulsive liars, always making things up. when he attempted to correct them, get the truth out of them. they'd sneer. blame him. make him look like the liar. it hurt him inside. but wouldn't you get angry when you know you're own brothers and sisters are lying about things. and you know the truth? but they pin it on you? this is what he had to deal with every single day. that is, until he grew into a man.

being out on is own, being himself eased his troubled emotions a lot. since then, nikolai has never really taken well to being around other felines. he avoids most contact with them. a solitary boy, as stated above. however, he automatically responds to lies. nikolai, being the blunt tom that he is, never lies. he's the one man who, if you're ever unsure of something.. you ask him. time has bored it's way into nikolai's heart. take your time with this one, he's a bit of a handful. tread softly in his pawsteps, eventually he'll let you in. from here on out, nikolai will be the same, perhaps a few changes.

VOICE.

deep, gravelly. occasionally hard to understand. he talks in a strange accent. with cut off words. he isn't the best public speaker.

GAIT.

he walks heavily, as if his paws weigh a ton and he has to haul his weight around. however, he never drags his feet. ever. he just walks as if he should.

SECRETS.

nikolai holds a few many secrets inside of him, many that he does not like drifting around the gossiping lands. one of them being that he let someone's meal, someone who he hated, go. as in, nikolai the big, aggressive tomcat, let someone's mouse for a meal go run. he keeps this a secret because he does not want anyone making fun of him for being a sap for the poor mouse. hey, when someone you hate is going to eat a poor, defenseless mouse for no reason(the other cat was horrendously fat) what would you do? probably eat it. but nikolai wasn't hungry during that time.

DREAMS.

he dreams of becoming someone people look for, for help, or anything. he also dreams of being able to come to people, to open up.

FEARS.

he fears dying, whether it be himself, or someone he cares for. his other fear is being unworthy of someone higher of him. he fears not being important, not being able to do something.

SOCIAL HISTORY.

his brother: daeryn
"daeryn, you know that's not true! why lie about this? it's not even that important. it's not a big deal, daeryn!" nikolai snarled, a look of utter betrayal in his eyes. his shoulders were hunched slightly as he found he was leaning towards his elder brother. even his eyes were wide with disbelief. "no one needs to know, nikolai. run along to your mother, before i tell her you've been a horrid little brother. don't make me tell her you were the one who stole the stash of mice she had in stock.." there was a wicked grin on the darker tabby tom's face. his eyes narrowed as he bent his thick neck. he hissed between his slightly rotted, and blackened teeth. as he did so, his long, snake-like tail lashed. at it hit the gravelly ground, it spat sand and pebbles around him. one hit nikolai, and he winced. he looked about ready to attack him with all he was worth. but.. the size difference between the two was far too large. he had no other choice. he ran..

"mother! mother! daeryn--" he was interrupted by his mothers snarling, her head whipped around, eyes flashed with warning. "you, you were the little brat who stole the mice. just as daeryn said.." she snaked her head around, peering at her son with cold eyes. she sniffed in disdain. "pah, the blood on you says it all." with a snort, the she-cat's paw flashed in front of nikolai's eyes. he had no time to react as the hooked claws tore across his jaw. blood slowly seeped from the new wound. the tom whined in despair. why did no one believe him? the rocks that had been whipped against his hide, his shoulder, his neck. they'd all been the trick. mother thought the blood was from the mice he'd 'stolen.' she had no sense of smell. nothing, not even a whiff. she mistook it for the mice. with a yowl, nikolai fled from the place he once called home. lies, they were all lies!

but he wasn't a liar. he wasn't. he.. wasn't..

QUESTIONS.

nikolai wonders about a lot of things, two of them asking 'why does no one listen to him, pay attention. why does no one believe him when he says things. even when they know he speaks the truth.' and another 'why can he not forgive and forget, to ignore what people say. to choke down the frustration and solitude that he's placed on his shoulders. why can't he just let go?' he still has yet to answer these questions.

[abri[elle]]

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