Ishilde

Red-Air General

True Name: Ishilde
Kit Name: Owl
Age: 3 Years
Born: Year 103
Gender: Female
Pronouns: She/Her
Height: 16 inches / 40 cm
Weight: 6 kg
Tribe: Air
Rank: General

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History

Born far to the north in Corondryx, Ishilde's life started in no special way. She doesn't remember much of her mother or the time with her, most is blurred until a certain day. What happened exactly she can't recall but the image of her mother lying dead in the snow has been etched into her mind. The wind biting through her thick fur, the silence blanketing the world around her. It was hard to comprehend, young as she was. She sat quietly, crying, not uttering even a whimper, until a stranger found her. With cold and harsh words the silence was cut, to accept her mother's death if she wished to live. Shale, as she would later find out the stranger's name to be, had turned to leave but it didn't take long before Ishilde had quietly followed after.

"What's your name?"
The kit opened her mouth but found no words, only the ability to stare up at the stranger.
"Nevermind... You," Shale studied her for a second before continuing, "...are Owl."
"Who you were back there is no more, the dead one is not Owl's mother. Accept that."

With those words, Owl would come to live by Shale and her small group of hunters.
Shale was never cruel but she was stern and fierce in her teachings. She trained Owl to survive, to fight, and to follow her orders. It was necessary, she had said. One can not be soft in the wilds if they wished to live. Accept that. She lived by those words.

Surviving to live, that was the essence of the group and Owl was fitted into their ranks. She flourished well under Shale's teachings, but attachments were few and Owl only saw herself as a hunter and guard to the others. It never bothered her, how could it when that's how she had lived most of her life? That's how they all lived.
She was two years old when the order of the group was disrupted. Sheer bad luck had them scattered by predators during a particular bad storm, Owl had tried to put up a fight but was faced with the only option of fleeing. Wounded she ran, seeking shelter. When things had calmed down she made an attempt to search for her group, but in the end found herself alone. Accept that. Lacking many options, the large feling began wandering which took her slowly to the south.

For some time she walked alone and thankfully it wasn't much of a struggle, given what she had been taught. But eventually the lone feline happened to encounter two strangers. These would be the first cats she'd come to know that didn't share the same view on life as her. They were social, eagerly asking to know who she was, where she was from.

Strange as they were, she still answered the question. "Owl."
The tom grinned, "Owl, huh? I'm Mouse, hope you don't have any plans on eating me," he said with a wink.
Owl grew silent, brows furrowing in a confused look. "I don't eat cats...?"

They proclaimed happily that she was one of them now, and whether it was because she saw it as the best option or because she deep down missed company, Owl agreed. She tagged along the two in their travels and though she did quickly put herself in the role of a guard, Owl did also get her first taste of a more social and carefree companionship. It was confusing, strange, and many times she failed to understand them. But she stayed, finding that she had a purpose again and liking that thought. Moons later came the news of countless cats suddenly appearing further south, words of them once wielding tattoos and powers. Owl saw no particular interest in it but the other two did, and if they went then so did she.

Tribe History

Ishilde goes to check the strangers ahead of Mouse and Goose.Helps the group tasked with finding the Earth Orb, first time meeting Rhea.Mouse finally catches up and decides they'll hang around the Tribes. Ishilde receives the Air Tattoo, thus becoming a part of Air Tribe. Eventually becomes the General of AT.

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Personality

ISTJ-A - Logistician
(Introverted, Observant, Thinking, Judging, Assertive)

A hunter from the wilds.

Ishilde's youth did not offer the she-cat a lot of growth in terms socializing. It shaped her into the reserved cat she is today who tends to keep most talking to a minimum, often portraying a cool or almost detached demeanor. This is not to say that she is incapable of holding conversations or coming to know others, but such things are unfamiliar to her when it comes to the more casual and friendly kind. Any previous attachments she's had has been nothing more than cats to follow, fellow felines that fought to live. The diligent guard she was made to be is etched hard in her.

Living in a cold and harsh enviroment did not help either in softening her personality. There was no time to play and have fun as survival was of the essence. This makes her new life within the Tribes strange and confusing to her, and she will most likely have a hard time understanding the social aspect of it. Jokes will... easily fly over her head.

Though her past may have hurt Ishilde's ability to socialize, it has made her into a very loyal and good soldier. She will never refrain from following through with a task and takes any order given seriously, being obedient almost to a fault in her actions. Order kept her alive before and will so now, that is her belief. However, she doesn't take much to heart and if it wasn't for the serious look Ishilde might even come of as laid-back.

She likes to keep herself busy, but the short time with Teagan and Ephiram has made her learn not to constantly look for work. Somewhat.

Out in the wilds she often benefited from being of a larger size, it was an advantage, and she ended up seeing herself as a shield to be used for others. With it has come a certain protectiveness and a tendens to put others before her. Ishilde might not understand it at present, but life within the Tribes could possibly change that.

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Stats

Strength: 15
Intelligence: 5
Stealth: 1
Charisma: 1
Speed: 3
Arcane: 15
Toughness: 35

Critical hit chance increased by 3
Accuracy increased by 2
Rank boost, +2 damage

Hobbies

Skills

Primary Air

Inventory

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Trivia

Likes

Dislikes

Breed is mainly Maine Coon with maybe some hints of Norwegian Forest.

The name Ishilde is composed of two elements. Iron and battle/fight. Making the meaning of her name be Iron Fighter or the Fighter with the Iron Sword.

She is for the most part a follower, not a leader, and will rarely bark any orders unless that is asked of her.

The song Become the Beast by Karliene was partly what inspired me to make her.

Relationships

Orientation: ???
Preferences: ???
Status: Single

Family
Mother: Deceased
Father: Deceased

[Shale | Adoptive Mother] She taught me all I know, I'm grateful for that.

[Teagan | Pink-Water | Friend] Teagan is... strange. Loud. Many times I don't understand him but he gave me a purpose again, so I'll follow. I ask him about many things... he seems to know a lot.

[Ephraim | Blue-Water | Friend] Odd too, his and Teagan's conversations are confusing at times. I don't ask him quite as many questions...

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