The City of Elements - Syndria - Head Huntress

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Name

Syndria (sin-dree-ah)

Nickname

Drea.

Gender

She-cat

Age

4 years old

Rank

Head Hunter

Mate

N/A

Kits

N/A

Parents

Ky - Father - (dead)
Trisa - Mother - (dead)

Siblings

Myria





Background

Kithood

As most happy families should be. A kind and passionate mother, a brave and caring father, and a sweet (but yet sometimes stubborn) sister. Everything was well, of course until a battle. That very day was the day that Syndria vowed that her and her sister would survive. That they would live, even through the worst. They had to. Syndria was just simply 'exploring' with Myria. Until they came across the battlefield. Myria suggested they get a closer look, go see dad fight bravely. But as soon as Syndria was going to protest, an ear-splitting yowl erupted from the center. Syndria didn't care that there was still many cats fighting, she bolted to her father's side. He was the one who screeched. He was protecting mother from a dark brown tom. But this is when things got confusing for Syndria back then.

"You don't get it do you!" spat the tom.

"Stay. Away. From. HER!" ordered Ky, spit flying at the brown tom.

"She hasn't told you yet?" the brown tom asked calmly, trying to act innocent and cunning.

"What?" exlcaimed Ky. Syndria's mother, Trisa slowly lifted her face to look into Ky's eyes when he whipped around to face her. Her eyes were teary and painfilld.

"No. No. NO!" snarled Ky.

"I-I'm so sorry Ky," whispered Trisa. She then hung her head, looking down at the ground, sobbing.

"You lie!" shouted Ky turning to face the brown tom, who only shook his head.

"This is worthless. Darling, are you coming or not?" questioned the brown tom. Before Syndria could process everything, things got chaotic. Trisa, turned on Ky, she pinned him to the ground and smiled evilly at him.

"You're weak," sneered Trisa, all pain gone and replaced with hatred.

"No. You are the weak one," Ky grumbled, just loud enough for her to hear.

"Kill him!" ordered the brown tom. Syndria went to go and bite him, but she was held back by a Darkness Soldier.

"No! Noo!" protested Syndria, now crying. "Father! Father! No!"

"Syndria?" cried Ky. He then tilted his head to face her. His yes teary, but then replaced by determination, soon he smiled at her.

"I love you. Never will she look at you again," Ky declared, for everyone near to hear beyond all the yowls and hissing and the sound of battle. Lighting flashed as soon as Ky powerfully kicked Trisa in the gut, sending her flying, soon crashing into other battling cats.

"Trisa!" yelped the brown tom.

"Daddy! Look out!" cried Syndria when she saw the brown tom standing right behind him.

"You're. DEAD! How would your little daughter like to see your BLOOD splattered on the ground. Maybe when I'm done with you,I might just take her with me," the brown tom sneered. Then, Syndria witness her father bravely fight the big meanie. But in the end, Syndria saw her father fall, his blood now pooling around him. Now, the grip on her tail was loosened, and she dashed toward her dying father.

"Daddy?" whimpered Syndria.

"Syndria...I...I love...you," coughed Ky, blood splattered on the ground from his mouth. "I'm sorry...I failed you...never...give up,"

"Daddy! No!" cried Syndria, but now, Ky's eyes were glancing over, his life slipping away. "NO!"

"Daddy! Daddy!" mocked the brown tom from behind Syndria.

"You'll pay for this!" spat Syndria. The brown tom went to grab her scoff, but she slashed his chin with her claws. Little blood dripped from his mouth.

"You'll be quite interesting," mumbled the brown tom. Suddenly, a big black tom tackled the brown tom, pinned him to the ground and spat in his face.

"Leave. NOW! Or I'll make sure to send you back to the dark pit you crawled out of! Then you can be reunited with heck itself" threatened the black tom. Then, the black tom released him. The brown tom then glanced at her.

"I'll be back," he declared. Then, he threw back his head, and the band of yucky thugs ran off, along with Trisa.


One Year Old

Syndria has been searching the streets. Looking directly for one exact cat. That evil she-demon. She once called her mother. But now, she calls her The Betrayer. The Evil She-Demon. She was going to find her. And when she did, there would be no mercy. Her sister, Myria, had been gone for a while now, probably out trying to live a semi-normal life. But not Syndria. She was on a mission.


Two Year Old

Finally, Syndria had found The Betrayer. And when she did, she was dying. She had just been attacked by some tom from another thug gang.

"Syndria...please," whimpered Trisa. "Save me,"

"Never...you...you betrayed us. You deserve this," hissed Syndria. She didn't want to 'ease' her suffering. Instead, she was going to sit here and watch, and enjoy every little bit.

"You...you were...so sweet when you...were younger..." whispered Trisa.

"I hate you," Syndria snarled. She never wanted to see her again. Finally, Trisa's body grew cold, and afterwards, Syndria left. She left her body there, for the crows to eat. She had a new mission now. Get revenage on the brown tom. The Killer.


Three Year Old

WIP


Four Year Old 

Will fill in when something good happens.






Personality


[Independent] [Controlling] [Stubborn] [Quiet] [Snappy]


[Independent] - Growing up, her and her sister learned about the difficulties of life quickly and harshly. This has made them very independent, and believe that they can take care of themselves just fine.

[Controlling] - If she is made leader of something, her leadership kicks in well, but she still hates talking, so when she gives orders, they are blunt and quick.

[Stubborn] -Just the attitude she got from her father. A bit of a hard worker thing. They believe in hard work means good outcome. Which, it does.

[Quiet] - She hates talking to other cats. Some just don't have anything at all nice to say, so what's the use? Or so she thinks.

[Snappy] - Only when she is in a bad mood, but she can get very bossy and snappy. Which is another reason why she hates being around cats.






Relationships

Dead
Friends
Best Friends
Crush
Love
Dislike
Hate
Family
Acquaintance
Unsure
Respect


Ky - Soldier - Dead
- ...he's gone...right in front of me...he was murdered. I guess it isn't a first I have been left alone. Even if my parents couldn't take care of my and my sister, it still taught us to work hard.

Trisa - Collector - Dead
- I hated her. So much. I wanted to kill her if I got the chance, but I didn't. Some worthless flea-bitten vermin beat me to it. She never did anything. Father is what kept us going, not her. She was pathetic and worthless. I hated her with a passion.

Myria - Healer
- My amazing sister! I love her, and I am so proud of her as well. She is strong and kind. She loves helping others, which is why she choose to be a healer.





Other


> Theme Songs:

- Going Under by Evanescence - [link]

- Titanium by David Guetta - [link] - (awesome song!!)


> Likes

- Hunting: for she loves peace and quiet.

- Peace: she loves quiet. For, she grew up in silence.


> Dislikes

- Crowds: she hates being surrounded by 'idiots'. Not that all of them are, but a fair majority.

- Snakes: she hates them with a passion. One almost killed her sister when they were younger...






Rp Example

Syndria was just simply 'exploring' with Myria. Until they came across the battlefield. Myria suggested they get a closer look, go see dad fight bravely. But as soon as Syndria was going to protest, an ear-splitting yowl erupted from the center. Syndria didn't care that there was still many cats fighting, she bolted to her father's side. He was the one who screeched. He was protecting mother from a dark brown tom. But this is when things got confusing for Syndria back then.

"You don't get it do you!" spat the tom.

"Stay. Away. From. HER!" ordered Ky, spit flying at the brown tom.

"She hasn't told you yet?" the brown tom asked calmly, trying to act innocent and cunning.

"What?" exlcaimed Ky. Syndria's mother, Trisa slowly lifted her face to look into Ky's eyes when he whipped around to face her. Her eyes were teary and painfilld.

"No. No. NO!" snarled Ky.

"I-I'm so sorry Ky," whispered Trisa. She then hung her head, looking down at the ground, sobbing.

"You lie!" shouted Ky turning to face the brown tom, who only shook his head.

"This is worthless. Darling, are you coming or not?" questioned the brown tom. Before Syndria could process everything, things got chaotic. Trisa, turned on Ky, she pinned him to the ground and smiled evilly at him.

"You're weak," sneered Trisa, all pain gone and replaced with hatred.

"No. You are the weak one," Ky grumbled, just loud enough for her to hear.

"Kill him!" ordered the brown tom. Syndria went to go and bite him, but she was held back by a Darkness Soldier.

"No! Noo!" protested Syndria, now crying. "Father! Father! No!"

"Syndria?" cried Ky. He then tilted his head to face her. His yes teary, but then replaced by determination, soon he smiled at her.

"I love you. Never will she look at you again," Ky declared, for everyone near to hear beyond all the yowls and hissing and the sound of battle. Lighting flashed as soon as Ky powerfully kicked Trisa in the gut, sending her flying, soon crashing into other battling cats.

"Trisa!" yelped the brown tom.

"Daddy! Look out!" cried Syndria when she saw the brown tom standing right behind him.

"You're. DEAD! How would your little daughter like to see your BLOOD splattered on the ground. Maybe when I'm done with you,I might just take her with me," the brown tom sneered. Then, Syndria witness her father bravely fight the big meanie. But in the end, Syndria saw her father fall, his blood now pooling around him. Now, the grip on her tail was loosened, and she dashed toward her dying father.

"Daddy?" whimpered Syndria.

"Syndria...I...I love...you," coughed Ky, blood splattered on the ground from his mouth. "I'm sorry...I failed you...never...give up,"

"Daddy! No!" cried Syndria, but now, Ky's eyes were glancing over, his life slipping away. "NO!"

"Daddy! Daddy!" mocked the brown tom from behind Syndria.

"You'll pay for this!" spat Syndria. The brown tom went to grab her scoff, but she slashed his chin with her claws. Little blood dripped from his mouth.

"You'll be quite interesting," mumbled the brown tom. Suddenly, a big black tom tackled the brown tom, pinned him to the ground and spat in his face.

"Leave. NOW! Or I'll make sure to send you back to the dark pit you crawled out of! Then you can be reunited with heck itself" threatened the black tom. Then, the black tom released him. The brown tom then glanced at her.

"I'll be back," he declared. Then, he threw back his head, and the band of yucky thugs ran off, along with Trisa.