A Brush of Wind
@Rose Quartz for thinking of the Kentari characters.
@HeavensHens88 for saying that my introduction was good. It made me feel so much more confident.
@RiverStorm for getting me inspired to create this rp, helping to think of mountain lions.
Also for your great help in editing and brainstorming. This rp deserves a better name than I could think of... hint. hint.
A glistening, tawny, feline shape beat fragments of cloud away with her great wings. She landed upon a craggy cliff and looked out upon the land below. Beautiful rocky mountains and tree clad rolling hills, in the distance a beach glowed in the moonlight. Low, sad tones were just barely detected with her fantastic feline ears, or perhaps that was just a memory. The forest seemed dark and silent, but it was filled with life even at this hour. She looked up to the night sky, scattered with shimmering white specks. As she looked at the stars she was taken away to a time when she was younger, when her mother told her the stories of strife, peace, and tension between the tribes, that were scattered among the stars. Times when food was scarce, when the other tribes were an enemy, and times when there was no hope...
Her ears swiveled detecting a sound on the rocks below. The sound was from two young Kentari.
"Whoa, careful!" Was a young male voice.
She sniffed the air, detecting forest mold and the scent of two young male Riqueos.
"You don't belong here!" She growled, narrowing her superior nocturnal eyes at the the terrified children.
"Riqueos use even their children to steal prey?" She hissed, raising her large blue wings, narrowing her eyes.
"N-no, very sorry," said one of the Riqueos. "We just wanted to fly up the mountain."
"Oh, I hope your parents didn't let you do this. They shouldn't have."
"No. They didn't."
"And I hope you will tell them what happened up here."
"Ye-yes," the Erudito replied, even though he was sure he wasn't.
"So just go back and tell them and you won't have to see the queen."
This matriarch was surprisingly gracious.
"Yes. Of course. Ok," the two zipped over the mountain. But perhaps it was too late for them. Two male Kensha were already rushing towards them. "What are we going to do?" They said. It was apparent that tensions were rising between the tribes.
Summary on Kentari
Thank you @Fanci Feathers Marans for this amazing drawing of a Kentari.
Kentari are a species of Mountain Lions with dragon wings that Rose Quartz made up. They live on a planet called Solcond.
They live in a land filled with untamed mountains and jungles next to an ocean.
They depend on one species of animal, Fluffles, (blame @ViolinPlayer123) which are colorful flying rabbits with dragon wings. But these Fluffles are succumbing to disease, and the Kentari are finding it more and more difficult to find food. As this happens, distrust begins to rise between the tribes, the Kenshas, the Riqueos, and the Mareas, will they work together to save themselves in the end, or perish divided?
Kenshas, Riqueos, and Maraeas.
Kenshas are a tribe that lives high in the mountains (no snowy peaks, just rocky.) They admire the stars the most and though they live in the open they raise kits in little caves and paint stories on their walls. The nurseries for each clan (family, not the whole group of Kenshas) is passed down to each of the mothers. The fathers of kits move into the mothers clan instead of the mothers moving into the fathers clan. The clans don't have family names. When you are in a clan you call it "My Clan" or "Our Clan."
Other than the nurseries the clans have no boundaries. The clan is just a family. A cat must take a mate from another clan, an important rule of their culture, they choose their own mate. The Kensha use their wings the most, as a rule, they are the most nocturnal and are the largest and slimmest, with the most enormous wings.
Riqueos live in the forests. Temperate similar to the mixed forests of the midwest. As it climbs the roots of the mountain in turns into pineish trees. There are no seasons here. Too warm. They broke off from the Kenshas when twin princesses were born, and to protect her, the father fled to the forest with followers to start a new Tribe where she could live a normal life, as the Queen of the Kenshas wanted to kill her so her favored daughter had no opposition.
They live simpler lives finding plenty of food in the forests, and never look beyond them. They seem a bit oblivious to the world going on around them, but they are a hardworking bunch and stay well fed because of their success. Occasionally a famine will cause them to work extra hard to find food. But they always have enough. Perhaps this will arise suspicion.
They are a well grounded group, using their awesome powerful legs, though the younger ones love to fly the older cats in the tribe make sure they never venture into the mountains.
Despite their distrust of the other tribes, they are friendly and don't like to fight. They are just a little too eager to direct you right over their border back where you came from. They would never want to leave the place they call home. Smaller, but stouter than other tribes. They live in burrows they dig. They are the least nocturnal of the tribes, having many kits. A dozen is normal.
Maraeas are kind of isolated.
They were Riqueos, but enslaved by humans and escaped. The most hard hearted and quarrelsome, remembering their troubles, also lonesome. They live by the ocean, admiring its crystal waves. Closest to the humans. After they escaped from the humans, they felt they could never live the simple Riqueo life again. They live closer together than the other tribes in a large hollow. Enslaved by humans to harvest a crystal which can heal minor wounds and sicknesses.
They love the moon's reflections on the waves and beautiful sunsets. As the night ends they sing haunting songs of freedom together on the shore. Have great healing abilities after long nights slaving in caves, they can make a little crystal go a long way. They can also heal deep wounds, and though they have terrible memories of slavery, it was long gone, and with crystal craft being all they knew, the elder Kentari who had been slaves eagerly taught their offspring the craft.
Ranks: Kensha
Queen-Eldest female of a royal family
Segunda- Spanish for Second. The Queen picks this as her second in command. It can be her mate, but can be any Kentari over a 20 years old.
Healer there may be more than one. They can harvest a crystal which can be used to heal minor wounds and sicknesses. Where the crystals are found there are poisonous gases which would kill a human, the Kentari can breathe the noxious fumes, but the burning in their lungs is barely worth the trip.
Regular Kentari -this is just a regular Kentari over 20 years. Hunt Fluffles for a food pile in the tribe.
Mother- mother nursing kits. Names her children when she feels they are ready for names.
Kit- Kentari under four months of age, after that a kit becomes...
Erudito- Spanish for scholars. They learn life skills from their mother until they are 15, but cannot take a mate until 20 years.
Ranks:Riqueos and Mareas
Governor- leads tribe for an elected term of two years. Can be elected as many times as you want. Either gender. At least 20 years of age.
Healer there may be more than one. They can harvest a crystal which can be used to heal minor wounds and sicknesses. Where the crystals are found there are poisonous gases which would kill a human, the Kentari can breathe the noxious fumes, but the burning in their lungs is barely worth the trip.
Regular Kentari -this is just a regular Kentari hunt food for a prey pile in the tribe
Mother- mother nursing kits. Names her children when she feels they are ready for names.
Kit- Kentari unde 1 year of age, after that a kit becomes...
Erudito- Spanish for scholars. They learn life skills from their mother until they are fifteen years of age, but they cannot take a mate until 20 years of age.
Thank you @FrankieDoodle for this amazing picture of Fluffles that I edited.
Fluffles are the one and only prey item these Kentari have. Super fast, colorful, winged, flying rabbits. They are getting sick. Most are disappearing, but some walk around drunkenly and run into stuff eventually dropping dead with internal bleeding. Sick rabbits caught, and those found dead have an acidic smell. I wouldn't suggest eating them. The one time a foolish Erudito ate one, he died. The Kentari are getting desperate now. The Fluffles are becoming more and more scarce.What could be causing this?
They have a life span of 90-100 years. Riqueos live the longest.
Color vision unlike cats.
Can speak the human language with humans, but would prefer not to. Have their own language.
They all have tawny fur but wings and fur stripe can be edited. I believe @Fanci Feathers Marans allowed us to edit her pictures or something?
Character Form
Name:
Tribe:
Gender:
Age:
Rank:
Personality:
Description:
History:
Family or Clan (this includes mate and children):
Other:
Username:
Member page:
https://www.backyardchickens.com/articles/a-brush-of-wind-member-page.74335/
Any questions?
Thank you
@Rose Quartz for thinking of the Kentari characters.
@HeavensHens88 for saying that my introduction was good. It made me feel so much more confident.
@RiverStorm for getting me inspired to create this rp, helping to think of mountain lions.
Also for your great help in editing and brainstorming. This rp deserves a better name than I could think of... hint. hint.
A glistening, tawny, feline shape beat fragments of cloud away with her great wings. She landed upon a craggy cliff and looked out upon the land below. Beautiful rocky mountains and tree clad rolling hills, in the distance a beach glowed in the moonlight. Low, sad tones were just barely detected with her fantastic feline ears, or perhaps that was just a memory. The forest seemed dark and silent, but it was filled with life even at this hour. She looked up to the night sky, scattered with shimmering white specks. As she looked at the stars she was taken away to a time when she was younger, when her mother told her the stories of strife, peace, and tension between the tribes, that were scattered among the stars. Times when food was scarce, when the other tribes were an enemy, and times when there was no hope...
Her ears swiveled detecting a sound on the rocks below. The sound was from two young Kentari.
"Whoa, careful!" Was a young male voice.
She sniffed the air, detecting forest mold and the scent of two young male Riqueos.
"You don't belong here!" She growled, narrowing her superior nocturnal eyes at the the terrified children.
"Riqueos use even their children to steal prey?" She hissed, raising her large blue wings, narrowing her eyes.
"N-no, very sorry," said one of the Riqueos. "We just wanted to fly up the mountain."
"Oh, I hope your parents didn't let you do this. They shouldn't have."
"No. They didn't."
"And I hope you will tell them what happened up here."
"Ye-yes," the Erudito replied, even though he was sure he wasn't.
"So just go back and tell them and you won't have to see the queen."
This matriarch was surprisingly gracious.
"Yes. Of course. Ok," the two zipped over the mountain. But perhaps it was too late for them. Two male Kensha were already rushing towards them. "What are we going to do?" They said. It was apparent that tensions were rising between the tribes.
Summary on Kentari
Thank you @Fanci Feathers Marans for this amazing drawing of a Kentari.
Kentari are a species of Mountain Lions with dragon wings that Rose Quartz made up. They live on a planet called Solcond.
They live in a land filled with untamed mountains and jungles next to an ocean.
They depend on one species of animal, Fluffles, (blame @ViolinPlayer123) which are colorful flying rabbits with dragon wings. But these Fluffles are succumbing to disease, and the Kentari are finding it more and more difficult to find food. As this happens, distrust begins to rise between the tribes, the Kenshas, the Riqueos, and the Mareas, will they work together to save themselves in the end, or perish divided?
Kenshas, Riqueos, and Maraeas.
Kenshas are a tribe that lives high in the mountains (no snowy peaks, just rocky.) They admire the stars the most and though they live in the open they raise kits in little caves and paint stories on their walls. The nurseries for each clan (family, not the whole group of Kenshas) is passed down to each of the mothers. The fathers of kits move into the mothers clan instead of the mothers moving into the fathers clan. The clans don't have family names. When you are in a clan you call it "My Clan" or "Our Clan."
Other than the nurseries the clans have no boundaries. The clan is just a family. A cat must take a mate from another clan, an important rule of their culture, they choose their own mate. The Kensha use their wings the most, as a rule, they are the most nocturnal and are the largest and slimmest, with the most enormous wings.
Riqueos live in the forests. Temperate similar to the mixed forests of the midwest. As it climbs the roots of the mountain in turns into pineish trees. There are no seasons here. Too warm. They broke off from the Kenshas when twin princesses were born, and to protect her, the father fled to the forest with followers to start a new Tribe where she could live a normal life, as the Queen of the Kenshas wanted to kill her so her favored daughter had no opposition.
They live simpler lives finding plenty of food in the forests, and never look beyond them. They seem a bit oblivious to the world going on around them, but they are a hardworking bunch and stay well fed because of their success. Occasionally a famine will cause them to work extra hard to find food. But they always have enough. Perhaps this will arise suspicion.
They are a well grounded group, using their awesome powerful legs, though the younger ones love to fly the older cats in the tribe make sure they never venture into the mountains.
Despite their distrust of the other tribes, they are friendly and don't like to fight. They are just a little too eager to direct you right over their border back where you came from. They would never want to leave the place they call home. Smaller, but stouter than other tribes. They live in burrows they dig. They are the least nocturnal of the tribes, having many kits. A dozen is normal.
Maraeas are kind of isolated.
They were Riqueos, but enslaved by humans and escaped. The most hard hearted and quarrelsome, remembering their troubles, also lonesome. They live by the ocean, admiring its crystal waves. Closest to the humans. After they escaped from the humans, they felt they could never live the simple Riqueo life again. They live closer together than the other tribes in a large hollow. Enslaved by humans to harvest a crystal which can heal minor wounds and sicknesses.
They love the moon's reflections on the waves and beautiful sunsets. As the night ends they sing haunting songs of freedom together on the shore. Have great healing abilities after long nights slaving in caves, they can make a little crystal go a long way. They can also heal deep wounds, and though they have terrible memories of slavery, it was long gone, and with crystal craft being all they knew, the elder Kentari who had been slaves eagerly taught their offspring the craft.
Ranks: Kensha
Queen-Eldest female of a royal family
Segunda- Spanish for Second. The Queen picks this as her second in command. It can be her mate, but can be any Kentari over a 20 years old.
Healer there may be more than one. They can harvest a crystal which can be used to heal minor wounds and sicknesses. Where the crystals are found there are poisonous gases which would kill a human, the Kentari can breathe the noxious fumes, but the burning in their lungs is barely worth the trip.
Regular Kentari -this is just a regular Kentari over 20 years. Hunt Fluffles for a food pile in the tribe.
Mother- mother nursing kits. Names her children when she feels they are ready for names.
Kit- Kentari under four months of age, after that a kit becomes...
Erudito- Spanish for scholars. They learn life skills from their mother until they are 15, but cannot take a mate until 20 years.
Ranks:Riqueos and Mareas
Governor- leads tribe for an elected term of two years. Can be elected as many times as you want. Either gender. At least 20 years of age.
Healer there may be more than one. They can harvest a crystal which can be used to heal minor wounds and sicknesses. Where the crystals are found there are poisonous gases which would kill a human, the Kentari can breathe the noxious fumes, but the burning in their lungs is barely worth the trip.
Regular Kentari -this is just a regular Kentari hunt food for a prey pile in the tribe
Mother- mother nursing kits. Names her children when she feels they are ready for names.
Kit- Kentari unde 1 year of age, after that a kit becomes...
Erudito- Spanish for scholars. They learn life skills from their mother until they are fifteen years of age, but they cannot take a mate until 20 years of age.
Thank you @FrankieDoodle for this amazing picture of Fluffles that I edited.
Fluffles are the one and only prey item these Kentari have. Super fast, colorful, winged, flying rabbits. They are getting sick. Most are disappearing, but some walk around drunkenly and run into stuff eventually dropping dead with internal bleeding. Sick rabbits caught, and those found dead have an acidic smell. I wouldn't suggest eating them. The one time a foolish Erudito ate one, he died. The Kentari are getting desperate now. The Fluffles are becoming more and more scarce.What could be causing this?
They have a life span of 90-100 years. Riqueos live the longest.
Color vision unlike cats.
Can speak the human language with humans, but would prefer not to. Have their own language.
They all have tawny fur but wings and fur stripe can be edited. I believe @Fanci Feathers Marans allowed us to edit her pictures or something?
Character Form
Name:
Tribe:
Gender:
Age:
Rank:
Personality:
Description:
History:
Family or Clan (this includes mate and children):
Other:
Username:
Member page:
https://www.backyardchickens.com/articles/a-brush-of-wind-member-page.74335/
Any questions?
