Profile
- NAME Fyrri
- NICKNAMES Fyr
- BIRTHSEASON Spring/May
- AGE 19 Cycles
- GENDER Male
- PRONOUNS He/him
- ORIENTATION Homosexual
- RESIDENCE Laguz
- RANK Fisher Novice
- TEACHER(s) Strom, Sjavarstrond, Basalt | Galdr
- NOVICE N/A
- STATUS Alive
- VOICE CLAIM The Outsider
- MAIN THEME sleepwalking
when the tide came in there was nothing left ; but an albatross hanging from my neck
Fyrri is a young fisher of Laguz, something that he holds with pride despite the many cycles it took to feel confident in his role. Since becoming a fisher, he managed to find his niche in making catalogues of fishing techniques and varying flora and fauna. While it wasn't his first choice to be a fisher, he's gradually learned to settle into his role, and make a name for himself.
It's no doubt his hard-working behaviour remains. When he isn't working, Fyrri is thinking of ways to hone his craft and help his fellow fishers. He's surprisingly creative, and has managed to be much more open about it in the past few cycles, going as far as to share his passion projects with his peers. While still quiet and unassuming, Fyrri manages to remain stoic. He's resolute in his dedication to his city and the Tide, and despite the obvious soft edges, Fyrri would do anything to remain in good graces with his superiors.
While he managed to learn to accept his place in his city, there's still a lot Fyrri has to learn, mostly about himself. He doesn't allow himself time for much self reflection, never managing to take a step back long enough to think about his own needs. Not that he wants to face some troubling truths in the first place.
At first glance, Fyrri is a soldier, through and through. His sense of honour and conviction in proving himself stands out above most other things. This cat is an unrelenting force when he needs to be, single-minded at times, as though there are no other thoughts except his goal. His loyalties run deep as his blood does, and his fidelity is the foundation of his bones.
If asked by those he loves, or those he is fiercely loyal to to carry out a task for them, they can be assured the task will be done, with no small amount of effort from Fyrri, no matter how brutal said task could be. He can be truly dogmatic at times, following every beck and call put forth if he believes it is in his and his City’s best interest. In this complete and utter dedication, Fyrri often loses himself in his efforts and can become closed off from others. He’s not a particularly open cat most days, instead choosing to use his actions to voice his opinions rather than words, and even then, it can be easily misconstrued.
On a deeper level, though, Fyrri’s heart is genuine. Beneath his hardened shell and determined mask, he is a soft spoken cat. It’s as easy to be on his good side as it is to be subjected to his bad side, and for this tom, his grudges hardly ever last. In truth, most of his negativity for other cats will hardly ever come from a personal place. It’s easy for Fyrri to separate his duties from his emotions, and when removed from the heat of conflict, he will most often time return to a placid and easy-going demeanour.
This cat loves his family vehemently, though his affections are often understated. He would rather utilize small gifts and gestures to show his gratitude, and isn’t fond of grand sweeping gestures from other cats. He enjoys consistency, and simple things, by no means a high maintenance feline.
Overall, Fyrri is a force to be reckoned with; with an undeterred mindset, able to utilize a cold, ruthless fury akin to the frozen squalls of the frigid sea. Yet he also holds the ability to be a soft-spoken, unostentatious tom with a big heart that one might need to dig a bit to uncover.
- Placid
- Collected
- Sincere
- Demure
- Unrelenting
- Reliant
- Ruthless
- Isolated
- Dogmatic
- MOTHER Nessa
- FATHER Jori
- SIBLINGS Soren Maelstrom Igulfiskur
- MATE -
- OFFSPRING -
Fyrri was born to Nessa and Jori on May 10th alongside his two brothers, Soren and Maelstrom, and his sister, Igulfiskur.
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KITHOOD
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LATER LIFE
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- Fyrri ━ previous, former, before; the winter before; norse origin
- Fyrri ━ Fyrri is connected to tradition and the past. The many winters previously fought and survived, passed onto the new and the young. Immense strength and wisdom comes from the past, and it is important to learn from it. With every before, there will always come an after. Do not make the mistake of drowning within it. Learn to overcome the waves of your ancestors, for it is a lesson they teach
- Intensive training, the kind of battle that makes your muscles burn and ache.
- Watching gulls near the beach.
- Kittens (shhhh don’t tell anyone).
- Violent tempest-like weather.
- Acting as a guardian figure for his family.
- Dude LOVES smelling things. Flowers, trees, the sea air.
- Whalesong.
- Dry climate.
- Foul smelling things.
- Spineless cats/ Manipulative types.
- Anything loud and overbearing.
- Disrespectful behaviour.
- Unwavering dedication.
- Tracking.
- Sparring.
- Being emotional support.
- Being independent.
- Self Reflection.
- Fyrri hates foul smelling things. He’ll visibly recoil from things that are even faintly unpleasant. He is a very scent oriented cat in general, and will often judge one based on scent alone.
- Though Fyrri won’t openly show it, it's easy for him to become distressed by things outside of a fight.
- Fyrri's birth rune is Laguz. LAGUZ April 29th - May 14th "Deeply connected to the water element, Laguz is the representation of endless possibility and spiritual connection. It is the rune of love, water, and travel. It depicts the nourishment of water and the deep possibilities that lay beneath the ocean. It is a symbol of insecurity and fear against the opposition, like the wild forces of the sea. "
- Fyrri is fascinated with all things the sea, not unlike many cats in Laguz. His interests typically lie with the great fabled beasts beneath the tides, the leviathans of the deep.
- BREED Oriental Mix
- BODY TYPE Large, well muscled.
- BUILD Lean; wiry.
- HEIGHT Tall.
- SEX/DSAB Male
- SCARS -
- SCENT Driftwood and sea salt, with softer undertones of juniper and pine.
- PELT COLOUR Pale grey, cream and white.
- FUR SHAPE Smooth, short. Good at keeping water out.
- EYES COLOUR Stormy blue.
- WEIGHT Hefty.
- DISABILITIES -
- DESIGNER ddeadie
- WORTH my sanity
Fyrri is a well muscled, lean, large tom, his stature taking after his mother, Nessa. His features are that of an oriental cat's, with short, dense fur, large ears and a slanted face. His fur is smooth, and obviously conditioned for cold waters, with a nearly whip thin tail.
This tom's fur is an odd mix of pale grey, white and cream, with grey tabby markings that appear in patches on his flank, legs, tail and face. His eyes are a stormy grey/blue in colour, and like many cats in Laguz, are piercing. If one were to look closely, they'd notice faint freckles of white scattered across his pelt in various areas.
Fyrri has a curl of cream coloured hair on his head, which makes him very cute and handsome in my totally unbiased opinion.
"My mother, and one of the closest cats to my heart. Her strength is my strength. I don't know who I'd be without her guidance. There was a time I worried I'd never be the cat she needed me to be. That I'd never make her proud. I hope that I was wrong. I have such big paws to fill with you as my mother, but I know I wouldn't have it any other way. I love you very much. I wish I had the chance to remind you of that more."
It's no question that Fyrri holds Nessa in the highest regard. To him, she's his biggest inspiration. There's a divide he feels, and has always felt in their relationship, but it does nothing to lessen his love for her. Fyrri wishes to tell her how much he loves her more, but its hard to be open with such raw emotions, even with your mother.
"I miss you. Every day, I miss you. It's hard to believe how long it's been since your death. I expected the pain to go away. To lessen. But it hasn't. The Tide is unrelenting, and it will eventually sweep your marks in the sand away. But for now, I will try to remember every detail of your face. Every word you told me. I want these things in my heart, until it is my time to join you in Valhalla."
Despite Laguz's tendencies to repress grief, it has never fully left Fyrri. He often thinks about what his father would have thought of him, if he would have been proud. The question of "what if" has always hovered in Fyrri's mind. It terrifies him, but Fyrri is already forgetting the details of his father's face, and voice.
"I'm deeply proud of you, Sor. Dad would have been so happy with you being a pike. Part of me always knew you'd be the sturdy pillar of our family. Nothing ever bothers you, and why should it? I know someday, the Tide is gonna have big plans for you. I can't help but still feel somewhat... envious. Just a little. I guess it was a good thing to realize that being a pike wasn't necessarily my dream, but the dream I thought I had to have. Do you feel stuck, ever? Or... have second thoughts about what the Tide gave you? Probably not. I'm still getting over that, too."
Fyrri respects his brother immensely. There's no doubt in his mind that Soren will go places, and do big things. There's still a lingering envy he feels about his rank, but its eased significantly with time. Mostly, Fyrri hopes he can keep an eye on his brother, and support him enough to ensure his success in the city.
"You... concern me, sometimes, Mael. I love you to death, and nothing is gonna get in the way of that. But some of the choices you make... it worries me. I know all you've wanted to do is make your family proud, but I promise you you can do that without running into things without your head on your shoulders. You'll prove yourself again, eventually. I know you will. But- please, for the sake of yourself and your brother, stop doing ridiculous shit, okay? I love you, and I want cats to see what I see."
Fyrri feels most at ease with Maelstrom. He knows they understand each other on a fundamental level, though inwardly, part of Fyrri uses Maelstrom as a bar to set. He knows his brother has made mistakes, and those are mistakes he himself does not intend to repeat. He'll do anything in his power to elevate his brother's status in Laguz, but there's a certain selfishness he feels too. It was hard not to distance himself at least a little since Maelstrom's mistakes, mostly out of fear for his own reputation.
"I think... we've had some rough patches. Or, I guess maybe I've had rough patches. I'm so proud of you, Iggy. Every day I'm reminded of how skilled you are, and how much strength you bring to our family. It's reflected in everything you do. There's not a single doubt in my mind that you'll be among the best of the best. A gold teacher, like Linnea? I know you'll do just fine. But I think I feel it with you, more than anyone else. That... annoying fear. I've never been able to live up to you. Not like you've wanted me to, but I can't shake it. You were mother's only little girl, and... that was okay. I'm still learning to be okay with everything. Okay with myself. I'm sorry that it's been on you, this whole time. Someday I hope I can feel more like your equal.
Fyrri has many conflicting emotions for his sister. He loves her deeply, and would do anything for her, as he would for all his family. But he's always felt a deep envy for her skill. Able to do things with ease where Fyrri floundered. Able to be Nessa's dearest daughter when Fyrri never had the chance. Forever an unspoken sentiment, but it weighs on his mind more than he'd like to admit. Finding his place as a fisher has managed to help, admittedly.
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