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UPDATE:  Linken has followed Rose into Exile, resigning his duties as Air Tribe's deputy.


|| General Information ||

Name:  Linken (Link-uhn) | a variation of the name 'Lincoln' meaning 'lakeside colony'
  • Kit name:  Altair (Ahl-ta-eer) | named after the brightest star in the Aquila constellation which represents the eagle who carried Zeus/Jupiter's thunderbolts 
  • Nickname(s):  Link, Alty (by littermates)
  • Alias:  N/A
Sex:  Male
Gender:  Demiboy
    With soft facial features and a light bone structure, his appearance is closer to that of a she-cat than a tom at first glance.
Age:  7 years, 6 months
  • Birth season:  Winter, Year 99
  • Joined the tribes:  Autumn, Year 100 (9 months)

|| Tribe Information ||

Tribe:  Air Tribe
  • Birth tribe:  N/A (born in Exile)
  • Past affiliation:  N/A
Tattoo:  Grey-Air
  • Past tattoo(s):  Grey-Air, Blue-Air, Blue-Green-Air, Green-Air, Yellow-Air, Gold-Air
Ability:  Secondary (Speed)
Rank:  Exile
  • Past rank(s):  Guard Apprentice, Guard, Deputy
Soulbond:  Silver-Air | Seraphiel | Leader
Mentor:  N/A
  • Past mentor(s):  Green-Air | Orion
Apprentice:  N/A
  • Past apprentice(s):  
    • Blue-Air | Sheba
    • White-Air | Chimera
Skillset: 13/13 | LOCKED
  • Accelerator* || Mastered
  • Bunnyhop* || Mastered
  • Windfield || Mastered
  • Awareness || Mastered
  • Weather Forecast || Mastered
  • Current Swap || Mastered
  • Under Pressure || Mastered
  • I'm Supersonic || Mastered
  • Crushing || Intermediate
  • Asphyxiation || Beginner
  • Windwalking || Mastered
  • Wings* || Mastered
Soulbond skillset: 14/14 | LOCKED
  • Immunity || Mastered
  • Let's Fly || Mastered
  • We Are One || Mastered
  • Trapped || Mastered
  • Trade? || Mastered
  • Static Touch || Mastered
  • Sonic Blast || Mastered
  • Missile Launch || Mastered
  • Breathless || Mastered
  • Air Strike || Mastered
  • Complete the Circuit || Mastered
  • Hurricane || Mastered
  • Disintegration || Mastered
  • My Life if Yours || UNUSED


|| Physical Information ||

Breed(s):  Egyptian Mau / Ocicat / Chausie / Siberian

Physique:  Sinewy, Athletic
    Linken inherited his mother's speedy, lithe frame, leaving him rather on the scrawny side.  He's relatively small for a tom, but runs relatively average as far as height is concern (perhaps a tad below average).  His slender build give him an oddly feminine appearance, as well as a rather lanky one.  While his long legs make him an excellent runner, he's a bit on the weaker side when it comes to brute strength.  He's easily knocked down, and can't often overcome things with blunt force.  However, his taut muscles are perfectly suited for quick recoveries and sharp jabs when it comes to fighting.
Pelt:  Soft, dappled, thin furred
    In addition to his light body, Linken also inherited his mother's pelt.  His fur is thin and soft to the touch, although is relatively dull in comparison due to his diet not including much fish.  It offers little protection in cold weather and is easily soaked through with water.  On the upside, it clings close to his body and gives him a very aerodynamic appearance.  In some areas however, his fur grows lightly longer and scruffier, particularly on his chest, belly, and knees.  The fur on the top of his head and down his neck also grows longer, becoming a scruffy mane of darker fur much like his mother's.  His tail he inherited from his father.  It's fur is long and surprisingly sleek, giving it an almost feathery appearance.
Base color(s):  Silver, cool greys
Eye color(s):  Dark amber/orange

Scent:  The fresh, subtle scent of heather

Height:  11.65 in | 29.59 cm
Weight:  8.93 lbs | 4.05 kgs

Unique characteristics:
  • White on back left leg, white toes on others
  • Dark/deep eyes
  • Smaller stature for a tom
Accessories:
  • Almandine garnet necklace with attached owl feather | Given to him by Larka
  • Silver eyebrow piercing above each eye | Self-given, mimicry of his mother's former eyebrow piercing
  • Simple silver band adorned with unpolished onyx stones | Given to him by Rose
  • Two hoop earrings made of turquoise with silver clasps | Given to him by Sooka
Scars:  N/A

|| Health Information ||

Status:  Healthy
  • Physical:  100%
    • Linken has been infected with the mysterious illness that has suddenly plagued the tribe lands.  He's currently in Light Tribe, but as one of the earlier patients, his condition has begun to deteriorate at an alarming rate.  He's very weak and cannot keep any sort of sustenance down.  His chances of survival continue to dwindle. || With the cure found, Linken has been cured off the illness with no lasting side affects.
  • Mental:  100%
    • Due to the illness and high fever, Linken has difficulty keeping his thoughts straight at times.  His brain is foggy and he is often disoriented about his surroundings. || Since the fever broke, Linken regained his former mental state with no lasting side effects.
Preexisting ailment(s):
  • Often worries and lets his anxieties keep him from doing things
  • Obsessively keeps himself clean
Susceptible to:
  • Self esteem issues
  • Compulsive habits

|| Personality ||

Bullet; Green | Positive
Bullet; Yellow | Neutral
Bullet; Red | Negative

Softhearted | Determined | Effeminate | Tease | Cautious | Insecure

Overview:
    As he's grown older, Linken's bold arrogance seems to have toned down quite a bit, leaving a more mature, level-headed tom in its place.  He still displays the occasional boastfulness he once did, but often in playful jest instead of as a mask to hide his insecurities behind.  While his fears and self doubt are still prevalent in the back of his mind and still continue to hold him back at times, Linken has grown to be more accepting of himself than he was as a young adolescent.  He has found it much easier to show his true self to others as he's grown up, although he still hesitates around strangers who are noticeably more masculine than he is himself.  Overall he's a gentle soul with a big heart.  He rarely judges others, and is the type to listen and try to understand a situation or another's circumstances.  He loves nothing more than lending a paw, whether or not he knows the individual.

Bullet; Green | Softhearted
    Simple things tend to bring a smile to Linken's face.  He takes great pleasure in the little things in life and enjoys quietly observing as opposed to physically engaging.  As a result, he's a rather good listener, and even better at looking at things from a simple perspective.  He'll listen to anything if someone's willing to talk, even if he doesn't know them.  However, despite being a fairly good listener, he doesn't offer the best advice.  His solutions to most problems are rash and not always the best option; he tends to offer better wisdom after he's thought on the matter for a while.  Often he keeps this gentler side to himself, never mentioning the little things he notices, but if one watches him, it isn't uncommon to see a small smile flicker across his face while he's off in his own head.

Bullet; Green | Determined
    The burning desire to prove himself has since died down since he was a younger tom, but a flame still flickers in his chest.  Instead of wanting to prove himself, Linken wants to be useful - especially to his tribe.  He dislikes sitting back and letting others do all the work and is often the first to jump up to offer his assistance.  He like to be the first to take action when it comes to getting something done.  While he doesn't always succeed in his endeavors, Linken isn't the type to quit.  He pushes himself to his limits, stubbornly refusing to give up on anything once he's started.  His headstrong attitude can sometimes be his own worst enemy, causing him to push away help even when he needs it, but that same stubbornness is what keeps him going.  No task is too big for him in his mind, and no task will go unfinished if he's the one doing it.

Bullet; Yellow | Effeminate
    Linken's never really been able to let go of his rather 'girlish tendencies'.  He prefers a well groomed coat and clean paws, not to mention a plush sleeping area and fresh bedding.  It isn't uncommon to see the tom carefully preening himself in own little corner of the world, or out scurrying about camp late in the evening because he couldn't possibly sleep on day old bedding.  He likes his comforts, and certainly likes to keep himself as dirt-free as possible.  However, as he's matured, he's toned down on his almost snobbish and obsessive compulsion of being clean.  He still prefers to keep his own pelt and sleeping area tidy, but he has found himself less repulsed by those who do not share in the same preference.

Bullet; Yellow | Tease
    While he has certainly outgrown his outlandish and bold youth, Linken still has maintained a love of poking fun at others.  He enjoys playing little games and tricks, although he hardly takes them nearly as far as he used to; he prefers to get a good laugh with someone instead of at their expensive.  Unfortunately, this side of him makes it difficult for him to take some situations as seriously as he should.  He has difficulty keeping a straight face, and can often be seen trying to poke fun into more grave situations to lighten the mood.  While poking fun is meant to combat his own anxiousness over serious situations, it's more often than not seen as insensitive and unhelpful.

Bullet; Red | Cautious
    One draw back to getting older is he no longer bold and confident when greeting strangers.  He dropped his arrogant facade, and without it he tends to be rather suspicious of others initially.  He keeps his words short and vague until he feels he can other wise trust the other. If they somehow grab his attention and put him off guard however, he tends to forget about being cautious.  Unfortunately, with recent events, he's gone from wary to down right mistrustful of others.  He's the first to think badly of someone if there's the slightest hint of something, and is quick to fire off accusations.  Some would even say his caution borders on paranoid.
Bullet; Red | Insecure
    No matter how old he gets, Linken never seems to be able to shake his insecurities entirely.  He constantly worries about his self worth, and even more so about his size - or lack there of.  His greatest fear is being useless to his tribe, and most of all, disappointing his father, the Silver-Air.  On more than one occasion, his insecurities have held him back from reaching his full potential.  Even when he feels he has something to offer, his self doubt will usually cause him to hold back from presenting it.  In fact, he's more apt to let someone else share his opinion on something than give it up himself for fear it won't be considered any use or that it is wrong.


Quirks:
•  Often mumbles
•  Subconsciously chews paws when nervous
•  Easily embarrassed

|| Personal Information ||


Goal(s):
  • ✔ | See his father become the Silver-Air
  • ☐ | Meet every member of his tribe
  •  | Become a father
Fear(s):
  • ✔ | Failing his tribe
  • ☐ | Losing his father
  • ☐ | Losing Rose's friendship
  • ✖ | Becoming the Silver-Air
Sexuality:  Bisexual
  • Turn-on(s):
    • Fiery personality
    • Open personality
  • Turn-off(s):
    • Persistence
    • Overly sensitive
  • Visual appeal:
    • Green eyes
Attraction(s): Rose

Hobbies:
  • Sprinting/endurance exercises
  • Grooming himself
  • Guarding Air Tribe's entrance
Haunts:
  • Air Tribe
  • S. Pheasant Woods
  • Fisher's Outlook
Likes:
  • Having his fur braided
  • Being groomed
  • Cuddling with others
Dislikes:
  • Being dirty
  • Masculine toms
  • His lack of height being pointed out
Favorites:
  • Cat(s):  Seraphiel, Larka, Rose
  • Prey:  Rabbit
  • Time of day:  Anytime the sun's out
  • Season:  Spring, Summer
  • Activity:  Running, grooming himself
  • Place:  Air Tribe
Least Favorites:
  • Cat(s):  N/A
  • Prey:  Fish
  • Time of day:  Nighttime
  • Season:  Winter
  • Activity:  Doing nothing
  • Place:  Breathing Caldera

|| Family ||

Immediate family:
  • Mother:  Sooka | Pink-Water | Water Tribe
  • Father:  Seraphiel | Silver-Air | Air Tribe
  • Brother(s):
    • Littermate(s):
      • Anix | Grey-Earth | deceased
    • Younger brother(s):
      • Dexter | Orange-Earth | Earth Tribe
        • ♂ Realgar | White-Air | Earth Tribe
        • ♂ Argent | White-Air | Earth Tribe
        • ♂ Coltan | White-Air | Earth Tribe
        • ♂ Aurum | White-Air | Earth Tribe
        • ♂ Cinnabar | White-Air | Earth Tribe
        • ♀ Rhyolite | White-Water | Earth Tribe
      • Uriel | Blue-Shadow | deceased
      • Voltaire | Green-Fire | Fire Tribe
      • Iki | Green-Fire | Fire Tribe
  • Sister(s):
    • Litter mate(s):
      • Choine | Orange-Air | Air Tribe
        • ♀ Shiranui | Niece | Orange-Shadow
          • ♀ Nymeria | Great niece | White-Blue-Shadow
          • ♂ Odin | Great nephew | White-Green-Earth
          • ♂ Alduin | Great nephew | White-Orange-Fire
          • ♀ Raakel | Great niece | White-Pink-Air
        • ♀ Pyralis | Niece | Pink-Air
          • ♂ Haytham | Great grandson | White-Air
          • ♂ Valak | Great grandson | White-Light
          • ♀ Andromeda | Great granddaughter | White-Void
          • ♀ Claudandus | Great granddaughter | White-Void
          • ♀ Circe | Great granddaughter | White-Air
          • ♂ Cerberus | Kitten | Air Tribe
          • ♂ Pyas | Kitten | Light Tribe
          • ♀ Vee | Kitten | Light Tribe
        • ♂ La'ang | Nephew | White-Orange-Shadow
        • ♂ Eileifr | Nephew | White-Blue-Water
        • ♂ Booker | Nephew | White-Orange-Earth
        • ♂ Kairos | Nephew | White-Blue-Fire
      • Larka | Orange-Water | Water Tribe
        • ♀ Griffin | Kitten | Air Tribe
        • ♂ Kumihos | Kitten | Air Tribe
        • ♀ Basilisk | Kitten | Air Tribe
        • ♀ Laelaps | Kitten | Air Tribe
        • ♂ Manticore | Kitten | Air Tribe
        • ♂ Hydra | Kitten | Air Tribe
    • Younger sister(s):
      • Ellie | Rogue | Exile
      • Quesnel | Blue-Water | Water-Tribe
      • Aniu | Orange-Shadow | deceased
      • Lohen | Black-Water | Exile
      • Reece | Black-Air | Exile

Extended family:
  • Uncle(s):
    • Tulok | Sooka's brother | Grey-Air | deceased
    • Damek | Seraphiel's half-brother | Orange-Light
  • Aunt(s):
    • Nukka | Sooka's sister | Black-Fire | deceased
    • Panik | Sooka's sister | Black-Water | deceased
    • Tikaani | Sooka's sister | Rogue
    • Palette | Damek's mate | Gold-Fire
      • ♂ Drake | Green-Shadow
      • ♂ Ryoji | Green-Water | deceased
      • ♀ Bernadette | Pink-Orange-Fire | deceased
      • ♂ Roran | Blue-Water
      • ♀ Lusa | Black-Light
      • ♂ Yaeger | Black-Light
      • ♀ Sohvi | Grey-Earth
      • ♀ Octavia | Black-Water
      • ♂ T'ioli | Grey-Earth
      • ♂ Adanado | Blue-Void
      • ♂ Moroi | Orange-Shadow
  • Cousin(s):
    • ♀ Akida | 1st cousin once removed | Orange-Earth | deceased
      • ♀ Freya | Black-Light
      • ♂ Zodok | Black-Shadow
    • ♀ Uheri | 1st cousin once removed | Grey-Earth

Mate: N/A
  • Current girlfriend:  Blue-Water | Rose | Water Tribe
Kitten(s):  N/A


|| History ||

Click here to read Linken's full history!


|| Additional Information ||

Relationships: Tracker/Heartchart

Fun facts:
  • Was named after Lincoln from Prison Break and Link from the Legend of Zelda
  • His name is spelled 'Linken' so his nickname is 'Link' instead of 'Linc'
  • His blue earrings were inspired by the Legend of Zelda
  • His greys are a cool grey as opposed to warm greys like Sooka's
  • His design was set in stone before there was a Sookaphiel kitten roll
  • As he's aged, his stripes have grown darker and more similar to Seraphiel's
  • His feathery tail was inspired by Larka's
  • Linken's facial features are reminiscent of an early design of Sooka
  • He was meant to be very effeminate thanks to his upbringing with Vitani
  • He has a deep respect and adoration for she-cats

|| RP Information ||

Timezone: Mountain Standard Time (MST) || UTC -7:00
Availability: Weekends only
Methods:
  • Bullet; Green Notes (preferred)
  • Bullet; Green Skype
  • Bullet; Yellow Google docs (ask please)
  • Bullet; Yellow Chats (ask please)
  • Bullet; Red Comments
  • Bullet; Red Forums

|| RP Example ||

Taken from a private RP with Sooka and Seraphiel

Pale fog twisted its way around the silvery figure as she moved her way delicately through the overgrown grass, half hidden by their tall blades. Only her amber eyes gave away her position, flashing nervously in the pallid morning light. She moved slowly, reluctant and fearful as she approached the all too familiar boundaries, yet she moved with a sense of purpose. There was only a slight pause as she crossed into the tribes' land, her claws immediately unsheathing and her eyes darting every which way. It had been moons since she had left, but she still remembered the terrors that stalked Nandryx. Caimans - they were bound to still be a threat. A low growl resonated in the dappled she-cat's throat at the thought, and she lowered herself down even so slightly. At once, she glanced over her shoulder, counting the tiny figures in her wake. With a flick of her ear, she turned away, signaling for them to follow as she darted forward with sudden speed. She had been away for so long, yet still her paws knew the way to Air Tribe's territory...to him

She kept her pace slow enough for her kits to follow safely, but there was no doubt an urgent air about her.  The spotted feline was sure her kits could sense it, as they kept a keen closeness to her, unfamiliar with the land they had come to.  The fog kept the small family well hidden as they reached the scent boarders of what was no doubt Air Tribe, and for once Sooka found herself thanking the Spirits.  Had it been a clear Winter morning, she had no doubt the tribe guards would have spotted them by now.  Even so, she knew she had little time.  They're sure to catch my scent quickly, she reminded herself as she came to a sudden halt.

"Keep yourselves low and hidden," she whispered urgently to her kits, whipping around and locking eyes with each of them briefly.  For a moment the black, scarred tattoo upon her shoulder seemed to flicker, but with an irritated twitch of her tail, the she-cat lifted a paw, bending the blades of grass delicately over her kits until they were semi-enclosed.  With one last glance, she slipped away again, her pawsteps silent as she raced with a graceful gait through the fog, her ghostly pelt near invisible within it.

"No turning back now," she breathed to herself, coming to a deft stop.  She was beyond the boarders now, with nothing to show for herself but the remains of Water Tribe's mark upon her shoulder.  What would happen, would happen, and all she could do was hope she would be shown mercy. As a rogue - an Exile nonetheless - she was nothing but an outsider.  Her heart pounded in her chest frantically, and as she slowly moved forward again, only one thing consuming her thoughts -- Seraphiel.





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