Mika E. Rythos

[Kitten King]

Username: Rythos
Character Name: Mika Eire Rythos
Font Color: #FDD017 [Gold]
Age: 16
Grade: 11
Year: 3rd
Gender: Female
Abilities: Animal Communication
Appearance: Mika has a slight tan, as she tends to get out about in nature fairly often. Her once brown eyes have lightened to a somber gold that has a slight slitting propery, almost like a cat. She also has light, honey-brown hair that goes a few inches past her shoulders. Around 5'9" or so, and pretty lightweight, she's a bit difficult to catch but not too good at taking successive hits if she were to get into a fight. Usually, however, she doesn't have to worry about that - a grizzly bear ambling from the woods at her call is enough to send most running.
Her outfit varies in different styles of t-shirts, always having some sort of creature on them somewhere. Her favorite is a rusty red-orange shirt with a black cat silloute marked on the back. She always has a small, golden object hung around her neck, and it seems very important to her.
Personality: Deep down, Mika's sweet and caring, motherly even - this quality is easily manifested towards animals, especially younglings. However, most of the time, she's... anything but. She's snappish, she back-talks, and she's quick to take offense. She would rather be alone when it comes to other people, save for a precious few friends. Consider yourself lucky should you manage to befriend her. She finds her animal friends much more desirable company. She doesn't trust easily, but once she does, it is strong. Betrayal from one she truly trusts shakes her to the core, and she still has yet to get over certain experiences of that. Family holds an important place in life for her, tending to adopt those she's close to into it. 'Just because you're not blood, doesn't mean you're not family.'
Other Details: Mika's constant companion is a black graymalkin cat named Xanthur. He is the only one (other than her mother) whom she feels she can easily confide in. She’ll often go on long walks and simply talk to Xan. Her bond with animals makes it easy for her to feel understood, as Xan holds no judgment against her for who or 'what' she is. Hopefully, she can make some new friends in her own kind... hopefully.

THEME SONGS
The Animal Song
On My Father's Wings
My Father's Eyes
Malchik Gay (Jacob)
Chasing Cars (Zeke)

TROPES
Mama Bear
The Doctor Dolittle
The Beastmaster
Disappeared Dad
Kindhearted Cat Lover

QUOTES
"I don't believe in lost causes."

[Kitten King]

Zeke
Bless his heart. He's become a good friend quickly, even if he's pretty shy and awkward. Hey, I'm not the most social person, either - to be honest, I do ten times better with the animals than I do with people, so I understand where he's coming from. He's got a certain feel around him that can make him sort of hard to approach, but it's not like he can help that. He's a sweet guy, really, just not the most talkative. I think that's part of why we get along so well, actually… we're both pretty content to just sit under that tree of ours and let the wind do all the talking for us.

Jacob
Jacob is… something. I mean it's not everyday you meet someone like that, between the charming smile and the gorgeous wings and hair with the silver and- s-sorry am I gushing? I'm really normally not like that, but he's just… something. I just wish I was able to actually TALK to him more.

Laelia
Ssshhheeee'ssss… well. I kind of feel like she looks at me the way Xan does a mouse. Which is well and good for a cat and a mouse, mind, but it's not… human. I mean some would argue that we're not human, but- OKAY missing the point here! What I'm saying is that she's kind of got this edge to her, in a similar way to Zeke's, but still different. It's something in the eyes, with her.
Sigh, that aside, I guess she's not bad. I think she's had a hard run of things from what I can tell, and I guess I should be more welcoming to her than I am. That's the motto of the Irish, after all, "a hundred thousand welcomes."
…sometimes I wish I wasn't Irish.

Dragon
A blunt girl who I met when she woke me up in the middle of the night to tell me my cat had fathered kittens. It was an interesting night. She has since taken it upon herself to spend every spare moment of hers at the side of one of the little kittens - we haven't talked of homes yet, but I think I know who he'll be going to when we do. She seems nice, though as I said, rather blunt. It's not like I don't feel bad about not noticing her! I just.. didn't notice her. Eheh. Whoops?

Flash
Contrary to popular belief, no, I do not hate my brother. It's HIM who's got the problem. There's this stick of a grudge shoved up his gigantic ass, and he doesn't even have the decency to try and pull it out. Christ, like everything from the past is MY fault? I could just… ugh. I know, I know. But really, I don't hate him. I'd be willing to reconcile if he would - family is important to me. He's just not even willing to give it a shot, because he's too big of an ass to think about anything but his own misconceptions! Ugh. I'm all worked up again… talk to me about it later. Maybe we'll have actually had some progress in this mess by then.