C.A.L.B.E.R.S prompts

Claws and Hearts pt1

                                                              Early Life

 Usually when someone notices me, they only see a small cat wandering around and ignore me, offer me treats, pets, or chase me off. The ones that try to chase me off I just stare, wait for them to get closer than scream high shrill and like I was being murdered. This scares them so much they fall on their ass and run for their home. When I let them pet me I make sure they have clean hands, otherwise I run, not wanting to get whatever it was on my coat. A few have tried to pick me up and take me into their home, but I shut that down with shrieking, hissing, and if that doesn't work I get violent. I never take a limb or finger unless they actually deserve it. When they ignore me I ignore them, and it's been like this for years, as far back as when I was first left on my own.

It could be considered cruel to most, how fickle and temperamental I am considering I am a sentient creature, but first and foremost. I am a cat. I choose the company that may keep me very carefully, and I am in no way a pet to anyone. I know things, I may share them if I feel the information is mine to share, or it is crucial that it is shared. My allegiances lie with my bonded and their kin. I have friends of course, and she may not agree with all the company I keep, but to get information I seek, I often have to branch out to anyone who has it. I have been with her since she was very small, and to her she has had me to help her most of her life. But on the other paw, I have only recently had the pleasure to have her and Luna as my wards.

I am old, I've walked this planet easily as long as most of the mobians have, and though I'm not the oldest of my species I have a suspicion, I am the last. I had a mother, father, and was born in a litter of 3, I was the middle kit. My mother was Goldenstreak, a soft golden tiger with red stripes and green eyes, my father Glaiergaze an orange tiger with black stripes and blue eyes. From what I can remember, my brother's name was Russet for his rusty red fur, black stripes and green eyes, though I am sad to say I've forgotten my sister's name. She was a pale gold with rusty red stripes and bright blue eyes. though no other details have stayed at the forefront of my mind. I was named Amber, though I can't understand why other than my red fur occasionally looking orange in certain light.

   My species, from what my parents told me were meant to act as companions to mobians, mostly those of great power and influence. Before my birth they were well known as the Bondeds. We were known for our fierce loyalty, strength and love we had for our chosen bond. But as of my birth, many were killed or lost to time, or other dark forces. To kill one of us is a difficult task, and to kill a large group of adults is another thing altogether. We age slowly, almost at the rate of mobians do, and stop aging at roughly 20 years. We push ourselves to know everything we can, about our abilities, our bodies limits, and our bonds. Though our ability to grow larger, shrink smaller or become a mobian entirely is based on our energy and control of our own bodies, as well as sufficient energy to keep us going.

   Our creator was one of the more powerful gods, Dekerous. He created the first of our kind Titian to lead our species to be the companions, and according to my mother's stories, had wings to soar through the skies. Dekerous wanted the mobians the other gods had created to have friendships that would connect them to other races and species. We were given the ability to harness elements and enhance the elements of the mobian we grew close to. Titan had been said to have all 4 of them within him, though I'm sure he is long dead. Because after Dekerous had gone to sleep, and the Echidnas started to become more advanced than the others, and the Atlantians more secluded, the rest of the species were left with the majority of my kind. Our father told us of the fall very briefly, only that it happened within a single week. I am still searching for more information, but a majority of the knowledge is lost to time and the fires. My only hope lies within other immortals that I may come across.