I am so sorry, I can't draw tigers. Oh well. <w<
This cat is based off Cleo before she went Primal (thank goodness, keeping in mind that Sohnii is in the same Empire... dang, that would be awful.)
╰☆ O T H E R N A M E S ☆╮
╰☆ A G E ☆╮
14 months [started at 14 months]
╰☆ G E N D E R ☆╮
╰☆ S P E C I E S ☆╮
╰☆ V O I C E ☆╮
A solid, strong, slightly deep voice.
╰☆ R A N K ☆╮
╰☆ T H E M E S ☆╮
Family & Traits
Perseus; tabby tiger [coliseum fighter]Mother:
Mira; Siberian tiger [breeder; inbred]Sister:
Angelina [coliseum fighter]Brother: Icarus
[this next group is the family that raised Philos and Ambrosia]Half-Sister:
Avelina; Siberian/Caspian tiger [breeder]Nephew: Cassiel
[unknown]Half Brother: Ezykiel
[Fire Empire] DappledSunHalf Sister: Leta
[Fire Empire] SaintPumpkinMuffin
GeneticsDominant: 50% Chance
darker muzzle, ears, paws and back
white ear spotsRecessive: 25% Chance
dark brown markings
weaker strength and immune system
dark ear patternCarrier: 15%, 10% or 5% Chance
tabby mutation [5; paternal]
darker red pelt [10; maternal]
black stripes [10; maternal]
amber eyes [15; maternal]
Pelt-wise, Ophie is a rather normal tiger. She has an orange-brown coat, with stripes and a few spots. However, her markings are dark brown due to the tabby gene, and she has blue eyes like her brother. She also has his ear markings.
In addition, her pelt has darker and near-white lighter areas.
She has a few scars that she obtained in a fight with her sister.
Ophelia was born very weak, which caused her to get sick. However, she was still strong enough to survive, just as her sister Angelina did. She's the second generation with the inbred genes, so it wasn't as strong in her as it was in her mother, Mira, and she received less of it than her sister. In short, she's weaker and smaller than a normal tiger, but is on par with a weaker cat of slightly smaller size. While she gets sick often, she's strong enough to eventually overcome the simple diseases that the average cat can get over. She's slightly taller than a jaguar.
See the devil on the doorstep now, my oh my
Tellin' everybody oh just how to live their lives
It seems Ophelia's life started out rather average. Her father was a prized coliseum fighter, while her mother was an inbred breeder. She was getting old though; this was likely to be her last litter. Two males and two females were born. Both females were small and sickly, but managed to survive with special care. Though a bit smaller than normal tigers, they weren't useless... they would still grow up to be decent fighters. Ophelia's sister Angelina was the smallest, and because of this their rugged mother never really put much thought into her. As a cub, though, Ophelia pitied her smaller sister, and would always stick up for her, even when it got her beaten up by her stronger and larger brothers or shouted at by Kira. She has a few scars she received during this time. The fights were seen as signs of good fighters, so little effort was made to stop them. It's made her less than pretty, but she's never paid much attention. She didn't like how Angelina was treated, and she loved her after all. Ophelia, despite it all did manage to show her potential as a fighter. When they were closer to being weaned, she helped her sister do the same, until the time came when they were to be sent to their new homes. In the end, she didn't have a bad childhood. It made her strong, and there was plenty of happiness too. Happiness she shared with her sister. But that was all about to change.
Sliding down the information highway
Buyin' in just like a bunch of fools
Time is tickin' and we can't go back, my oh my
At first it seemed that Ophie and Angelina were fortunate, because they were bought by the same person. But it wasn't long before they were proved wrong. The one who bought them was abusive, often pushing them too hard and sometimes coming home drunk as well. From time to time he would forget to feed the cubs, or be aggressive towards them. Their training sessions were a blessing, and even then it was still obvious that, as coliseum cats, it's likely that they wouldn't live very long. Ophelia, the braver of the two, was always there for her sister. Angelina always tried to be positive, and this was what stopped Ophie from becoming cynical, and helped her make life enjoyable for both of them. However, their living situation was unstable. Something was bound to go wrong eventually.
What about the world today?
What about the place that we call home?
The tigresses' master came home drunk again, was particularly abusive towards Angelina, and Ophelia couldn't take it anymore. She attacked the human. She didn't inflict any serious wounds, but it was enough to startle him, and anger him. It was right around the time that Angelina and Ophelia were ready for real fights, so it was a good time to sell her. Angelina panicked when she found out, but Ophelia came up with a plan. The two of them would fight against each other eventually... and when they did, Angelina would injure her, Ophelia would play dead and escape later, and the two of them would meet at the city gates at sunset, where they would escape to the empires. Though frightened by the plan, she agreed, and the two cats parted ways for the first time. It would be months later before they met again in battle.
We've never been so many...
And we've never been... so alone.
It was a happy occasion, almost, when the two sisters saw each other after being apart for so long. Ophelia had spent her time in a dark, cold cage, much unlike her previous life. It had been hard, especially all by herself, but the memory of her sister kept her alive and fighting. She couldn't believe she was seeing her sister again. She wished she could embrace her like she always had, but this was a battle. And they had their escape plan. She went easy on Angelina, who obviously didn't like fighting her, but they were eventually able to make it believable. With a mock killing blow to the neck, Ophelia collapsed, appearing to be dead. She was taken to a medic when it was discovered she was still alive. After her injuries were patched, she killed all the humans in the room (there were only two, and one was the medic that owned Penelope), and carefully made her way out of the city. Now she only had to wait.
But sunset came... and passed. She hid through the entire night. But Angelina never appeared.
She made the hardest decision she'd ever had to make... if she went back, she would never have another chance to escape... she might even be killed. If she left, she would undoubtedly never see her sister again. She decided that she would run to the empires anyway, a decision she's regretted ever since.
Once in the empires, she was a little unsure of what she should do, but in the very least her wounds are treated and healed, and she does try to prove herself a worthy apprentice. Since then she's grown accustomed to Fire Empire, but she could never stop worrying about little Angelina.
It is worth noting, however, that's she's seen Ezykiel more than once. She's noticed that the two of them share two physical traits. She hasn't quite guessed that they're siblings, but thinks that they might be related somehow, at least. It shouldn't be too long, though, before they do.
You keep watchin' from the picket fence...
You keep talkin', but it makes no sense!
You say we're not responsible, but we are, we are!
--Ana Johnsson, 'We Are'
"Now, now, sweetie. Let's not lose our heads here."
She's a generally calm cat, even when she's upset she manages to maintain her cool. She may get extremely angry from time to time, but for the most part she's collected. She's not very competitive, has no desire to be in the spotlight, and usually doesn't share her personal feelings unless asked.
"Humph. Just to let you know, this is a terrible idea."
Though not considered a cat who talks too much, she does communicate her thoughts often, even telling herself things. More than that, she will always say what she thinks of a situation, unless she thinks it may hurt someone's feelings. However, it may get on others' nerves all the same, often having to be corrected by gladiators.
"Oh, darling, you look terrible... what happened?"
She cares about the feelings of others, and will easily sympathize with a cat who's in emotional pain. She will take note of the discomforts and fear of others,
Patient: As long as she's occupied, she generally has good patience, but doesn't like it when she's not doing something useful. Otherwise, she feels as if she's worthless to the empire. She's not one to leave an unhappy cat without trying to comfort them.
"Excuse me? I will not tolerate being talked to like a mere rabbit."
She's not easily offended, at least not personally, but she can be a bit irritable and can have a sharp tongue at times. It's not uncommon to see her snap, even at the smallest things.
"What'cha need? I'm right here if you need me."
You couldn't quite say she's loyal to her empire quite yet. Her eagerness to work hard has other motivations. But when it comes to her friends and family, she would do anything for them, and will always stand by them. As long as she has some sort of positive view of them, even if they've fought recently, she will be there for them. However, if you betray her loyalty, you're unlikely to win it back.
"Ignis help me, I won't go home until our task is done!"
Once she sets her mind on something, she won't stop until it becomes absolutely impossible. If she sees no reason to continue on, she will fall back, as long as all her companions do the same. It can be rather difficult to change her mind.
"Come closer, dearie, so I can pull your tail off and clean the nursery with it."
Despite being calm and kind, she can actually be quite vicious when the situation calls for it. She won't hesitate to resort to tooth and claw if she has to. She's not a fan of diplomacy. At the same time though, she isn't the type who would kill a cat either. Humans are another story.
"Now, now... who might you little darlings be, hmm?"
Perhaps motherly is not the best word for it, as she's still young, but she absolutely adores cubs. It's the one thing that can stop her from being serious all the time. If she's ever asked to take part in babysitting duty, she's going to enjoy it.
"Uh huh.....I don't get it."
She's often serious, and tries to act older than she really is, but she tends to take things a bit too seriously; looking too much into things, taking things literally, and often not getting a joke. Some might say she doesn't have a sense of humor at all, but she really just isn't used to comedy, and can be a bit slow.
"Ah ha ha! Don't think you have me beaten!"
She always enjoys a good tussle. This is the one time when she ceases to become calm and instead turns into a writhing bundle of fur, her mind completely absorbed in the fight. She does know that there's a time and a place, though, and if asked to stop she will. Also, she hardly ever starts playfights, preferring to join in on another's instead.
"Oh, come on. It's not like I'm stupid. I know what I'm doing."
She thoroughly believes in herself, and isn't quick to doubt whether or not she can do something. This often causes problems for her, though.
"You look a bit down, dear. Perhaps I could lighten the load?"
She's easily in tune to the needs of others, and will go out of her way to help them. She doesn't mind spending time with other cats, so she has no problem offering support and assistance.
"New faces make me nervous. You have a lot to prove before I'll trust you in the slightest."
She's not quick to trust strangers, or mostly anyone new to the empire now more than cats she's never met. It will take her a while to warm up to them, and will actively display her displeasure towards strangers, even rudely at times. However, it's usually short lived. After you prove yourself, if you manage to leave a good impression and have had nothing to do with the Bounty Hunters, she's likely to trust you just as well as everyone else.
"What are we waiting for? Let's get this over with!"
She tends to leap into situations, acting on her first impulse and not thinking things through. She is almost stubborn, and needs help seeing that she's not being rational.
"What's there to be done? Anything at all? Otherwise, I'm practically a rug."
Though calm, and appearing to be slow, she's always eager to play her part, and does so very actively. She's always occupied. It doesn't do for Ophelia to just sit around all day, both for others' sake and her own.
"C'mon then. This place isn't gonna clean itself."
She isn't known to slack off. If something needs to be done, no matter how small or difficult, she's more than willing to do it. After, even small things are useful... even one cat is part of an empire, after all. She feels everything she does is always worth it. She also values lots of little tasks, like cleaning around camp more than big things like battles and patrols.
Attention to Detail
"No, no, no. This is in the wrong place. It's supposed to be three inches to the left."
Ophelia tends to sweat the details more than the big things, which can stop her from looking at the big picture. But it also means she'll notice things that others may have missed. However, she's not especially observant or calculating.
"Wait a moment... something's not right here."
She's very alert to her surroundings, especially when outside of camp. She tends to be suspicious of anything that seems out of place, and will quickly take note of changes going on around her.
"...oh, nothing's wrong, dear. Just thinking... about the past."
Concerning her sister, it seems her new life has almost washed the memory of her away. But she's never been able to forget her sister, and hopes that someday, she can rescue her... if she isn't in the empires already. Every now and then she can be caught staring in the distance or at the city, thinking of the time they'd shared together, wishing that she'd tried a little harder to formulate a plan for their escape. She doesn't mind talking about these feelings, but keeps them to herself unless she's asked about it.
= Love [friends and family]
= Love [crush or romantic relationship]
= Important Relationship