Gahiji | The Cult

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[atrb=width,600,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][bg=00000] We are the off spring of the gods. Born to protect and serve. MY NAME IS AND SHALL ALWAYS BE GAHIJI I AM PROUD TO SERVE ASSATET FOR FOOD AND MY PHARAOH Though our weaknesses are many and our strength is countless, We are anointed with their powers. GOD WHOM I WORSHIP SATET WHOSE EYES MAKE ME STRONGER BUT MYLACK OF POWER MAKES ME STUMBLE I AM STILL THE CAT I WAS MEANT TO BE. Gahiji is a type of cat that likes to talk, a lot. He is always seeming to run his mouth to anybody, anywhere. When he isn't talking, Gahiji feels like a loner or something, and often has to find someone else to talk to. Although, he doesn't seem to have a 'filter'. The Satet can say bad things without noticing before or even after he says it. This leads him to trouble frequently, making him known for his sharp tongue and hot-temperedness. Many cats tend to avoid him because of this, and usually stay away from him unless it has something to do with his rank, the Satet. His position signals that he is a very good hunter, organizer, that also makes him respected among some cats. Although, when he hunts, Gahiji transitions into a calculating cool. He is always silent, making his pawsteps light. All of his senses seem to be changed, with his hearing compromised and his eyesight skill nearly matching of a hawk. He calculates everything abot his prey, how much they have walked by, where they'll most likely run by scent. (^ Personality must be 100 or more words ^

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MY HUNGER KEEPS ME ALIVE
THOUGH THINGS I DISLIKE ARE MANY
•any prey shortage
•weather that interferes with hunting [blizzards, droughts, etc]
•casual silence
•loud hunting
•cats don't know what hunger is really like
THE THINGS I LIKE ARE GREATER
•plentiful prey
•new-leaf and green-leaf
•talking
•cute things
•silence in hunting

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We are strong and full of the life the gods have blessed us with

WHEN MY PELT IS A BROWN-GREY TABBY COLORED, ROUGH, AND SHORT.
AND MY EYES ARE YELLOW
IT SETS ME APART FROM THOSE ON THE OUTSIDE
THE NO SCARS ON MY SMALL BODY
TELLS ALL WHO I AM TO BECOME.
(^ The total amount should be no less than 45 and can be greater than 60 ^
Admins must make sure of the word count before accepting)

Let no one stand in our way…

EVEN WHEN MY FAMILY IS
AKILA ,BOMANI , ASWAD(♀), NAILA(♂) (2)
AND MY FRIENDS ARE VARIED
AND MY ENEMIES MAYBE OUTSIDERS
MY PAST BEHIND ME AND MY FUTURE IS IN FRONT OF ME
As a kit

"This one shall be a hunter." The Toth smiled, the mark in her chest barely visible in the small light. "He shall fetch prey for the Cult to eat. I'll check on you soon." She said, and with the task down, the Healer padded out of the nursery, her pawsteps slowly fading away. Akila and Bomani looked down at the kits tenderly. They were mates, and these were their kits.
Childhood

"What should we name them?" The tom said, searching his mind for suitable aliases. Two toms and a she-cat. She stared the first one, a small grey and brown tabby; the hunter. "This one should be Gahiji. I think it means hunter." She looked up to her mate for verification, and got a nod in response. They named the other tom Aswad and the other, Naila.

Training
Gahiji's training went by like a blur. Even though it was six months of learning hot to hunt, battle, and everything in between, it seemed like only yesterday that he was deemed fit to start serving the Cult. He was assigned to another average hunter, with another she-cat. The tom was an obnoxious, rambunctious cat that liked to push other's buttons.

The she-cat was the only cat that he'd bothered to pay attention to. Her name was Ata. He knew that'd it meant princess, and indeed she was one. Spoiled, rotten, and prissy, Gahiji had no idea why he'd like her in the first place. Of course, Ata didn't like him either. Because most cats didn't. She went for another bad tom. The tom stopped going for she-cats that only looked pretty then.

Adult-hood
After his training, Gahiji was a pretty decent hunter. He wan't the worst, but he wasn't the best, either. Although, his true colors showed when the Cult was nearly dying out from lack of prey. The lead hunter was currently sick, and a flood had ravaged the territory, making it sometimes dangerous to hunt; therefore, the Cult was in chaos. Few cats tried to take charge, but when they did, it seemed to make it worse.

The hunter then decided to take charge, and organize hunting parties that went to suitable areas that had prey. Soon, the Cult was back to being healthy, strong, and back in action. The old lead hunter had died from the sickness. Seeing the perfect opportunity, Gahiji was chosen as the Satet of the Cult.

(^ at least 150 words;; at least 50 words for kits ^

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You call me by the name I’ve lied
I meet in secret with those who’ve died
Though life is not’ but treachery
This life is all the life in me

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COMPLETE.

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Great, but you need more in the appearance before it can be accepted. Do that and it will be great. Also, sorry for the wait.