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The Golden Tether

The Fool

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    A noble in all rights, save maybe in title. The cat is a mysterious one, and none can prove his status. It is known he was some sort of nobility, though the status not hinted beyond the title of 'lord'. His family and origins are just as vague, all that is known is guessed things. That he must be Irish, born there or raised by Irish folk as he holds a thick Irish accent. Little else can be gained form questioning him, the bristly feline more likely to snap at his interrogator than respond with anything useful. The only way to maybe gain insight on this snippy and rude cat is friendship and trust. A thing that would be proven impossible if not for his loyal pup.
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    • NOTE: The design has 3 tails, but the character usually only has one.
    • Artist: Vextrea
    • artist: blackcatcultist
    • Killien is a TRANS MAN, pre T and Op
  • /////////////// Name- Killien McDermott , 8th Marquess Northwhich.

    Age- 26

    Biological Gender- Female

    Gender Role/identity- Masculine/male

    Orientation- Strictly Homosexual

    Relationship Status- Single

    Species- Somali cat mixed with a bakeneko.

    ///////////////////////////////     		Height- 5'0

    Weight- Somewhere around 90 LBS

    Build- Small, thin, dainty even

    Hair- Dark brown locks that reach the floor; often done up to avoid it touching the floor.

    Eyes- Golden feline eyes, the pupil a darker shade of honey rather than black.

    Scent- Sweet smoke and thick cologne.
    //////////////////////////////////     		Nationality- Irish

    Fur- Dark browns teetering on blacks cover most of him, his feet to thigh as well as finger tips are all a darker black. The same black is painted in stripes over his neck. His tail is large and fluffy, like a fox tail might be. His stomach is a tan color, as is his cheeks.

    Social Class- Disgraced nobility, dwindling wealth

    Occupation- None as of yet but looking.

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    ///////////////////// Personality:
    A brash, snappy, and down right rude boy are ways people may begin to describe Killien. He is all of these things and very aware of his reputation. The feline has no desire to change his ways to be more pleasing to the public. Least of all please people he considers idiotic. Rare times he will bond with someone, the dog almost always by his side is evidence of this. Still his bonds wouldn't be considered traditional, no gentle touches or warm words, instead his temper only chills with those he cares for. It is a subtle change, but one that can be noticed.
    Killien is clearly of the crowd with trust issues. Not giving any information on himself or his past, nor anything really. If asked anything he will be as unhelpful as he possibly can be. He doesn't wish to engage people unless it is on his terms.
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    ///////////////////// Likes -
    Thunder storms, quiet rooms, the smell of new gloves, fresh and crisp shirts, his loyal dog.

    Family -
    Loyal servant, Mother and Father, unsure and uncaring where or how they are.


    /////////////////////////     		Dislikes -
    Sunlight, early mornings, warmth, wet clothes, things too high to reach, being short.

    Languages-
    Common, Gaelic


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