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[mist-of-otsar]

Backstory Notes:

(will be updated as more fleshing happens)

mother was part of a nice but not at all rich family (taiwanese), a cat of a house from a family who sold handmade goods (foods and arts), as well as mending clothing. father was black and came from aggressive upbringing, being mistreated by his own family and pressured by those around him for help, until his reserve cracked.

they met when the mother's sister died, found by the father. in a stream/river near the house where the mother lived. he tried to save her, but did not have alot of energy. he could not drag her to shore fast enough.

they got together in grief, and upon becoming pregnant, the she-cat was shut inside. the tom began to become impatient, angry at their separation. it became too much.

Mother + mothers.. sister? Father? Dark with subtle markings

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Songs from Mist's Playlist

(hopefully will be kept updated as songs are added)

Past, Life, Upbringing || Spirituality, Way of Life, Growth

7 years by Lukas Graham Ghosting by Mother Mother Fleeting Light by Amarante Exhale Inhale by Aurora All Is Soft Inside by Aurora Hu Man by Greentea Peng A Trick of the Light by Villagers Human Shape by Mindchatter That's Alright by Laura Mvula Ok ok? by Half Alive Never Let It Die by Watsky How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful by Florence + The Machine Maybe by Half Alive Rest by Half Alive ft Samm Henshaw What's Wrong by Half Alive

Instrumentals/Vibes based:

Bag of Bones by Felix Laband Light by San Holo Infinite Love by Emile Mosseri Water by Caleb Belkin Nanã by Polo & Pan Intro by Bo En Flora's Pond by Cosmo Sheldrake Blissful Misunderstandings by Jonny Abbey

Spiritual, Emotions/Inner Thoughts, Turmoil

Recently Played by Crumb

The Indigo Child + Indigo Child (Reprise) by The Dear Hunter Through the Eyes of a Child by Aurora Old Ocean by Cosmo Sheldrake Awake At Night by Half Alive Pale Machine by Bo En My Time by Bo En (brain says this is a perfect song for quickly showing all the things that hit the fan for them) To Binge by Gorillaz ft Little Dragon (considering this attaching to state of mind that will come in the future…) My Love by Florence + The Machine Runaway by Half Alive (recognition moment. big moment. possible art) Arrow by Half Alive False Self by Willow Symptom of Life by Willow Free Fall by Raleigh Ritchie - Secret Backstory Section - Like Him by Tyler the Creator ft Lola Young Moby Dick by Jakey Me Myself and I by Raleigh Ritchie Dark Matter by Andrew Bird (connects to their relation to being a surgeon, doing more than just herbs and general cleaning, but the vibe of sewing up wounds?) Aristocrats by Raleigh Ritchie

(from a past rp, possibly applicable here + now) The Comfort of a Laugh Track by Roar Self Esteem by AJJ Try to Change by Mother Mother I Can't Handle Change by Roar Loot My Body by Man Man What You Know by Two Door Cinema Club Upside Down & Inside Out by OK Go Sleep Alone by Two Door Cinema Club Lifeboat by Elle McLemore

Potential Relation Songs

(songs that could be related to mist's relations with cats around them)

The Bird Song by Noah Floersch (considering) Emoticons by The Wombats (Tempest?) Season 2 Episode 3 (specific dynamic) The Fall by Half Alive (Tempest?)

No Clear Placement / Contemplating?

Saintlike by Jakey Feel by Kendrick Lamar

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Mist Information: (OOC)

Name: “Mist”

Age: 26 moons (26 yrs about)

Gender: None || Pronouns: They/Them

Orientation: Aro/Ace Spectrum

Group Allegiance: Factionless/Groupless

Rank: N/A (In Future: ‘Weaver’)

(Both arts on this post are done by me)

Descriptions:

‘Breeds’: Korat + Oriental Shorthair

Short: Tall, short densely furred blue-grey cat with darker points and forest green eyes.

Long: An intersex cat, with grey-blue tinted short dense fur, with darker markings/shades along their back, on their forehead, eyes, chin and ears, with 2 rings near the tip of their tail, and evergreen forest green eyes.

Mist’s nose and paw pads are a warm burgundy/mauve, they are a oriental shorthair and korat mix, and long lean limbs.

They are best described as quiet on their feet, wispy like a cloud and soft spoken.

Personality

This cat has a polite, yet casually shy, almost self-appointed novice feel to them. They would do this ⇑, if a cat pointed them out.

They aren’t incapable, but they do assume others should make their own choices before their own input, as they may have more knowledge or experience. This isn’t to say that they won’t question suspicious or concerning circumstances, however. Mist seems to be a very community oriented cat, and therefore will usually put the needs of the group over their own.

Strengths:

Swift (runs fast, swims good, tall and agile)

‘Karuna’ (Empathetic to keep it simple).

The root meaning of karuna is said to be the anguished cry of deep sorrow and understanding that can only come from an unblemished sense of oneness with others. This is due to their upbringing in the temple, where the joy of many does not outweigh the suffering of one.

Knowledge of herbs/plants (can ID some trees, plants, roots, berries, nuts/seeds and can grow/care for them)

Educated in healing/mending, perhaps knows how to help minimize suffering and give better chances at not losing limbs or your life to illness/infection

Good memory (They have high attention to detail, and will remember things they see, touch, smell, etc. They love stories and use their memory for remembering things about others around them to best support or assist them.)

Weaknesses:

Open minded (Not despite, but because of transgressions done by another, Mist will choose to hear a cat out, in hopes of unpacking why they would do what they have done. This clearly can be considered a strength or a weakness.)

‘Just takes it’ (This basically is to say that if someone was to berate them or make fun of them, they would just let it happen. They don’t really have much fight in them when it comes to cat’s behaviours or treatment towards themself. Consider it like a lack of self-social preservation.)

‘Wishy-washy/Uncertain’ (Some cats may consider them to be fickle in their choices, or cats may assume they are only self-serving in their choices. When this happens, they feel shame and confusion. They don’t consider themselves self-serving, there’s usually many reasons they change their mind on something or make a certain choice, but they are constantly trying to be open to OTHER’S changes, and they have high hopes for others.)

"I have to believe that our worst moments don't make us monsters."

History

Mist is from the island country of Taiwan, raised in a temple of one of the human’s deities, among other cats who roam there, keeping the place free of pests and of ill-intended spirits. Mist has no other family besides the temple cats, who live like siblings, āyí (aunties) or jiù (uncles), who live similarly to the human monks that also reside there, with purpose.

They from early on learned how to clean and care for other cats, hunt and protect the temple, as well as how to identify herbs and tea plants, but most of all, the values of “the one who hears the cries of the world,” the bodhisattva.

This upbringing held Mist in a grip of longing. Wanting to relinquish pain, wanting to put salve on the wounds of those around them, but being unsure how best to approach, this left Mist aching for purpose beyond catching mice or rats or other intruders of the temple. They did not believe themselves strong enough to do anything more beyond caring for others, and hoped one day to tell stories like their elders. They grew up hearing folklore and tales, but their memory grows faint the longer it has been since they last heard a tale, as elder cats began to leave the temple to their final rest, and the young cats that followed do not all seem to think of stories as important. Mist tries to hold the stories close to their heart.

The Ship

Upon boarding the boat at one of Taiwan’s many ports around the island, they don’t seem to feel the same amount of excitement as the Voyagers and Pillagers, about being on the ship headed… who knows where. 

Admittedly, Mist had not planned on getting on this ship. Unfortunately, a stray youngling they were trying to bring back to their temple, was caught by humans/two-legs and brought aboard. With the young cat crying out to them, Mist couldn’t help but attempt to rescue the kit, only to be released along with all other caged cats on board, once the ship had left the port. Too late to get back home to the temple, Mist watched the shores of their home fade away into the horizon.

Example Post/Opening:

Mist shifted their weight between their paws, swaying slightly to the slow rocking and bobbing of the monstrous sized ship they stood upon. 'How did I get myself into this?' They pondered sadly; eyes squeezed shut as they fought the feeling of sickness rolling in their belly. Slowly opening their eyes to look between the side railings, they peered their head out, tilting their chin downwards, watching the waves lick at the side of the ship, and squinted their green eyes as the splashes turned into a white foamy mist in the air, filling their nostrils with the scent of salt. At the feeling of small pinpricks digging into their tail, they turned and spotted the answer to their thoughts.

The youngling fell back on her haunches, letting go of the other's tail and sneezed, looking up at Mist with big amber eyes.

"Where are we going?" She mewed, stepping up near the railing to peek out over the edge. "You have just as many questions as I do..." They murmured, drawing her back from the edge, heart fluttering like a songbird in their ribs at the sight of the young cat so near the edge of such a long and unforgiving fall. They stared into the blue depths, pulled back into their own thoughts and memories.

Relations

(in no particular order)

Lavender Tongue

“He seems tired, I wish I could offer more than company and tea…”

Tempest (the one who lies in wait)

“I found her first by her bright orange eyes, only to see that they were covered in the blood of another and their own… I decided I would offer my help, but it seems this cat works on transactional favors…”

Fog at Night (the silence after Thunder fell)

"She looks like- ... She looks tired, and away from her body. We gazed at one another and I knew she was not fully here."