a treat of risk (trisk)

[kitten]

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Trisk

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1 1/2 years • male • feline • moggie • loner • n/a
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PERSONALITY |

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Trisk is a friendly soul, very trusting and trustworthy. He is always one to put those he loves and cares for before him, ignoring any danger and problems doing so might bring. If he wasn't so small, he would be the perfect feline to trust with your life.

While he's too petite for physical protection, he's amazing at protecting secrets. You could tell him all of your deepest, darkest secrets and he will keep them locke away in his heart, never allowing another soul to hear them. Although he's trusted with the secrets of others, he has a hard time telling his own. He does trust his friends, but he feels as if no one will like him if they knew his secrets.

Trisk is a bit of a flirt, but it's never romantic in any way. He doesn't mean to be, he just enjoys complementing others and it comes off as flirting. If allowed, he will begin using little pet names after knowing someone for a while. Honey, sweetheart and darling are among the many names he uses, as he believes it makes others feel special. And that's what he's aiming for. If someone doesn't enjoy pet names, then he'll use nicknames. Whatever makes someone happy.

As stated before, he's aiming to make sure all of his friends feel like they're special and cared for, all the time. He doesn't do this just for fun, all of his friends are all surprisingly special to him and he would do anything to make them happy.

He doesn't think about finding a mate or starting a family. It's not that he doesn't want to, he just doesn't see a reason to think about such a thing. If it happens, it happens, and he plans on letting fate decide when or if it will. When he does find that special someone, however, they will become the center of his world. When he does fall in love, he will fall hard and if rejected it will take a long time for him to pick himself back up.

The small feline has a deep love for water and anything water related. He loves to swim and he's amazingly good at it. He's always out during the rain, playing in the puddles in feeling the rain run off of his near-waterproof coat. In shallow water, he spends his time chasing fish and watching the tadpoles. His love of water is cute, however it's also quite dangerous. If left unattended near deep water, he will try to go under, as he believes he has the ability to breathe underwater. He wants to reach the bottom of a lake before he dies, and he might very well die trying.

He doesn't enjoy being around large groups of animals, but why he can't quite figure out. They make him nervous and if he's around a group for too long, he'll pretty much shut down. He won't speak or pay attention to anything, just curl up where he is until the group passes or he is removed from the situation physically.

• likes | water, rain, puddles, the sound of other felines purring, chasing fish, being praised
• dislikes | mud, thunder, rats, being cold, being yelled at,others being taken adventage of
• goals | swim to the bottom of the lake, make his loved ones proud
• fears | large numbers of animals in one place, being alone for long periods of time, thunderstorms
• strengths | tends to be able to sidestep arguments easily, great swimmer, problem solver
• weaknesses | believes he can breathe underwater, trusts those he just met/knows nothing of, bad balance, polite to the point of being annoying with those he doesn't like
• mental disorders |

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Trisk if a very petite feline, weighing six pounds and standing at just six inches tall. The lack of a full tail, just a small nub instead, probably makes him look even smaller. He is covered in a short, grey tabby coat, though on his back the colors kind of blend to form a salt and pepper coloration. The further down on his body you go, the lighter the grey gets, and it eventually starts fading to a cream color on his stomach, chest and the inside of his legs. As the grey gets lighter, the tabby becomes more noticeable. Other than his tail and small size, another feature that seems to catch the attention of others are the extra claws on his front paws, almost like thumbs. He has amber eyes and a few, not very noticeable, scars from a past event.

• height | 6"
• weight | 6 pounds
• fur colour |grey tabby
• eye colour | amber
• scars |
• noticeable features | a little too trusting, tiny tail
• physical disorders |

HISTORY | [/font]

Trisk, along with four other kittens, were born somewhere within hexasol where the building weren't kept in the best shape, even when the humans were alive. His parents were always there, but they stayed in the background and were barely involved in the lives of their kitten. They were always nearby to help if something went wrong and their children needed them, but they had a strong belief that their kittens would grow up to be independent felines if they weren't there. They cared, more than one would think, they just had the wrong ideas about raising kids.

The parents died when their kittens were around one year old during a fight with a canine. By this time, they had all learned how to hunt together. Even if they weren't all that good at it, they were able to keep themselves alive. Each one hunted for themselves and never shared what they had with the others. The five of them eventually all headed their own ways.

During Trisk's trip, he stumbled upon a small stream. It was small, yes, but moving very fast, and the small feline ended up actually stumbling into it. He was swept away, but managed to keep himself above the water. He passed out along the way and woke up several hours later on a small island surrounded by the fast stream.

It took a few weeks, a lot a patience and just enough food, but he was able to wait out the stream. Once the water level went down and slowed down enough, he swam across just like he did it everyday. During his swim, he took interest at what was at the bottom. There were lots of fish and rock and plants and it fascinated him. He began wondering what it would be like to go underwater.

And he decided he was going to find out, right then. He dunked his head underwater and tried to take a breath. He had survived passing out in the water somehow, and the only logical reason he could think of was he had the ability to breath underwater. He quickly pulled his head back up, sputtering and spitting out water - it would take some practice.

• season born | spring
• place of birth | somewhere in hexasol
• family | unknown
• memorable events | learning to swim

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