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A very long time ago, a new species of cats emerged in the fantasy world of Ularis.
This species of cats were called windikiras – cats with wings.
The first windikira was a she-cat named Siyah, who was born with one wing and the nub of another. She was deemed the Goddess of the race, and has been kept in the beliefs of the windikiras for centuries.
The windikiras soon came to realize that they were different from regular cats, so when the world of Ularis began to become a dangerous place, they migrated to the canopies of the trees, where they knew they would be safe from predators.
Being unique, they shunned all cats that did not have wings out of their societies, imprisoning any cat they saw in the canopy or sending them down to the dangerous world below. Predators roamed on the jungle's floor, making it unsuitable for any cat to live. Nevertheless, the windikiras kept their secret and safe haven to themselves, holding their heads high, and soon forgetting that they had sentenced many cats to the dangerous depths of the jungle.

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It has been centuries since the birth of the windikiras species.
You are a regular cat, who lives on the ground of the jungle. You have lost much of your hope in survival because the place you once called home was destroyed by vicious predators, leaving nothing by your dead comrades and rubble in their wake. Although you are a rare beauty of a cat, you know there is no way you would be accepted into a windikira village up in the trees canopies.
As you tread on, your head low to the ground, you find that you smell something suspicious and looked above. A massive, colorful and venomous snake hisses at you from a tree branch above you before letting itself fall, landing right on top of you.
Out of pure shock, you shriek and start to run, leaving the snake behind. Your eyes are wide with terror as the snake chases after you, but of course, because you have legs, you outrun it within a couple minutes.
Breathing heavily, you realize that you've been bitten, and suddenly, your vision starts blur. You know that this is it – that you are destined to be just like your comrades – dead.
But before you can go unconscious, you see a flying figure swooping into your vision. It is a male windikira, and although you cannot see his face, you know that he is gorgeous.
His grandiose wings wrap around you in a protective cocoon before you black out.
Soon, you wake up in a unfamiliar place, in a small hut. You soon come to realize...that the windikira you had seen earlier must've saved you.
"You're finally awake." A chuckle comes from the entryway. The handsome windikira stands there, his eyes on you.

How do you reply? React? Act? It is all up to you from now on.

my character:
name: rowan
gender: male
age: 37 months / moons ; around 3 years
appearance: rowan is a pale orange windikira with even paler orange wings, making them seem sometimes like they are made out of gold, or other times appear a creamy yellow, depending on the lighting. he is the third-in-command of the village that he lives in in the canopy of the tree, meaning he wears a symbolic necklace, a piece of jewelry that is created with bronze to symbolize his power within the village. he has golden eyes and a sharp gaze that pierces the very soul of anyone he comes across.

short background / personality: ever since a young age, vixon has been looked up to as someone who has had potential. he rose quickly in the ranks of his small village of windikira's, eventually making it to third-in-command. although he is a windikira, though, he often thinks about the ground below, and sometimes visits it to see how it is like. it is there that he finds you while on his weekly visit.
as seen above, he is quite rebellious and sneaky, always curious to see what is out on the jungle ground that everyone seems to avoid. he will help anyone in need, even if it means his reputation is destroyed.