Pawprince Dec 31, 2019 2:21:19 GMT -5
Post by violetrook on Dec 31, 2019 2:21:19 GMT -5
Name: Pawprince, The King of Hearts (and Prince of Paws)Gender: Male
Age: 17 years, young
Tribe: Jellicle or new in town if the GM requires
Tribe position: none
Family: Gamaliel (male) & Serene (female) are his parents. His parents are professional show cats. As a
result, they are bred for show quality pure bloods; so he has many siblings, but they do not get to know
each other as each kitten is sold after roughly 14 weeks.
Description: Pawprince is a rich sand-brass color with black markings. The spot pattern on his right front
shoulder are arranged close enough together that it resembles a typically drawn heart shape.
Personality: Extroverted. Talkative. Pawprince is a flirt, not a player. If he agrees to be with someone
then he is loyal to her to a fault. Pawprince flirts until he finds someone he is really interested in. Then it
seems he is almost all thumbs and tangled words with that cat. Which is why all his romantic gestures
are so big. Once comfortable in a relationship the confidence returns and Pawprince is the dutiful lover.
Faults: Loyal to a fault, Snarky, hopeless romantic, wears his feelings on his sleeve, he believes in an eye
for an eye type of justice, often reckless, his humans take him to cat shows (which can always get in the
way of plans), as a show cat it’s very hard for him to be gone for long periods of time, and he’s a showoff.
Describing word: Social-butterfly
History: Past-life history:
The first life of Pawprince knew him as Luman the Wild. Luman the wild
padded the earth in the dark ages as a Korat cat and his moods were bound to the cycles of the moon.
During a full moon Luman was more beast than cat, thus earning him the title: Luman, the Wild. Such a
strong attunement to the forces of nature also reflected deeply in Luman’s heart. While Luman was a
wild feral cat a few nights of the month the rest of the time he loved deeply. His love for one feline
particular transcended their mortal life spans. Her name was: Titanya the Surreal. Her presence was so
stunning that the rumor spread that she was birthed by the stars themselves. Since that time the two
souls have loved and lost across time.
Pawprince in his current life: Was bred from Gamaliel and Serene to produce show winning cats. He was
removed from the litter at roughly 14 weeks and groomed in the ways of being a show cat. Even though
his life with humans is a good life, there are times when they can be overbearing and fussy. And there is
just something about the “wild” side of Pawprince that just can’t be tamed… His desire to find his soul
mate! And even though Pawprince does not recall any of his lives with certainty; he does still have
dreams about this elusive being that he can’t quite seem to remember clearly. He does recall that those
dreams leave him feeling remarkably happy. So, Pawprince searches without realizing for what he
searches. It’s his wonder lust. His incurable reason to roam!
She sat so gracefully upon the tree stump; there in the darkness of the forest. The crickets
chirping as if in applause to her presence. Her voice was gentle and kind, like a delightful wind across a
finely tuned wind chime.
“Oh, why hast thou beckoned me out at such an hour,” she purred as she smiled down upon
He smiled back, “Ah, such an hour indeed. As if you were catching winks there upon your downy
pillows. Nah, you who are as black as the abyss itself dare not say that such an hour as this is late or
otherwise kept thou from beauty sleep. For I know thee. I know that beauty itself naps twice a day to try
and be as enamoring as you.”
“Good sir,” she nearly giggled in reply, “you callest me out to shower me with kind words from
your satin tongue?
“Nah, lady. I would not wound thee with kind words. For you are as far beyond kind words as
man is beyond dog. But, I did callest you out for my words. Yet, not spoken from this satin tongue. No,
the only way that words could be powdered and made-up for your ears is if they were done with a tune.
Pawprince (as Luman) sings:
Black is the color of my true loves hair
Her lips are like some roses fair
She’s the sweetest smile and the gentlest hand
I love the ground whereon she stands.
I love my love, and well she knows.
I love the ground where all she goes.
I wish the day, it soon would come;
When our two hearts, can beat as one.
Black is the color of my true love’s hair;
Her lips are like some roses fair;
She’s the sweetest smile and the gentlest hands,
I love the ground whereon she stands.
I go to the Clyde, to mourn and weep;
For satisfied, I ne’er shall sleep.
I write you a letter, a few short lines.
And suffer death, a thousand times.
I love my love and well she knows,
I love the ground whereon she goes.
The most beautiful face, to grace these lands,
I love the ground whereon she stands. –fin.Time froze for him in that moment. Everything just stopped. He’d never professed his love
before in such a way. If she refused, he would surely die. For how could one live without love? And he
knew of no other love than her.
She leapt down from the stump with such grace that would make any ballet dancer weep. He
dared not move. Her nuzzle was soft, pure, and blissful.
Pawprince woke up with start…. His heart had skipped beats…in his sleep! But, what caused it?
The only thing left in the disappearing cobwebs of the dream was a melody and a profound feeling of
Comments: Pawprince is a hopeless romantic. Pawprince only has the echoed memories of his soulmate. These dreams are the cause behind his quest. This soul bond will only be confirmed when intense
feelings are present between himself and his lover (even if that is in anger); and then only when direct
eye contact is made. Once this happens, both cats “recognize” each other’s soul and they are allowed to
recall the feelings of past lives shared together (this does not grant them any memory of those lives, it’s
only an irresistible feeling). This bond is so strong that once it has taken place, the only way to escape
being driven mad is to 1. Remain together and reproduce or 2. Reproduce and then split up till the next
life. If this is not done, each cat will begin to steadily loose their grip on sanity until an offspring is
conceived (this closes the bond and allows them to be “free” of it for the rest of this life). This can make
things difficult if either of the pair has found a lover (not soul mate) in the current life (time). But, even if
he has not found her yet…Love is a wonderful thing and Pawprince enjoys courting.
Mystic Power: Not sure if the recognizing true love’s soul is a mystic power or not, both role-players
would have to agree for the recognition to take effect and it may only happen ONCE per life. This is not
something I am looking to trigger any time soon.
Friends: Pawprince is open to being friends with just about anyone. He is a social creature after all.
Enemies: Many other cats are often jealous of Pawprince’s extravert personality and social openness.
Romance: Pawprince loves the concept of love. This can get him in to trouble though. He is on top of
world when in love and can be quite sad when rejection hits hard.
Plots: Almost any plot that involves romance. I would really like to see him eventually “recognize” with
Rumpleteaser if that is possible. I think they would be dangerously cute together.
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