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NecroCat kintype flag
The Necrocat is a kintype creature that possess a appearance of a Skeletal Angelic Feline, combining elements of death, mysticism, and the feline form. Here's a breakdown:
- Feline Anatomy: The being has the overall structure and features of a cat, particularly evident in its ears, fur, and tail. This emphasizes agility, independence, and a connection to the natural and mysterious world.
- Skeletal Features: The visible skeleton, especially in the ribcage and skull, gives this entity an undead or ghostly appearance. This aspect of the kintype could represent themes of mortality, the afterlife, or a connection to death.
- Wings: The large, dark, feathered wings suggest an angelic or supernatural quality, potentially hinting at a guardian role or a being that transcends the physical world. The wings might also symbolize freedom, ascension, or a connection to the celestial.
- Graveyard Setting: The character is set against a backdrop of tombstones and angel statues, further solidifying its connection to death, remembrance, and the spirit world. This setting suggests that the kintype might be linked to the underworld or serve as a guardian of souls.
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Overall, this kintype embodies a being that is a mixture of the living and the dead, natural and supernatural, combining the independence and mystery of a cat with the ethereal and transcendent qualities of an angelic figure. It might be associated with themes of protection, the afterlife, and the balance between life and death.
Backstory[]
The Necrocat’s story begins with a lonely, lost little girl, who was hidden away in a dark and forgotten place. She had no one to talk to, no one to play with—until one fateful day, she stumbled upon a stray cat. The cat was as lonely as she was, with scruffy fur and wide, curious eyes. It didn’t take long for them to become inseparable friends. The cat would purr softly in her lap as she whispered her secrets, and they would explore the shadowy corners of her confined world together.
One day, they ventured outside for the first time, their excitement palpable. The world they discovered was a graveyard, filled with towering tombstones and ancient statues. The little girl didn’t mind—it was the first time she had seen the sky, even if it was gray and somber. She and her cat played among the graves, laughing and chasing each other through the mist.
But their joy was short-lived. As they played, a group of guards patrolling the cemetery spotted them. The guards were harsh and unfeeling, determined to keep intruders out. They didn’t see a little girl and her only friend—they saw a trespasser. One of the guards, without hesitation, raised his weapon and fired at the cat. The sound of the shot echoed through the cemetery, and in an instant, the girl’s world shattered. The cat, her only friend, her source of joy and companionship, was struck down.
As the life drained from the cat, its body crumbled into ashes, leaving behind only its skull. The girl, overcome with grief and a deep, burning rage, clutched the skull to her chest. But something strange and powerful happened—the skull began to glow, resonating with the girl’s emotions. The skull fused with the girl, transforming her grief and fury into something otherworldly. The skull melded with her face, becoming a mask that she could not remove. Her body twisted and changed, taking on the form of a skeletal, winged cat—a creature of both life and death, fury and sorrow.
Now known as the **Necrocat**, the girl’s transformation was complete. Her sorrow and anger had given her new power, a form that was both terrifying and beautiful. The wings on her back allowed her to glide silently through the night, and her skeletal frame gave her the agility and strength of a predator. But the most powerful change was in her mind—the only thing that consumed her thoughts was revenge.
The guards who had taken away her only friend would not escape her wrath. With her new form, she hunted them down, one by one. They had no chance against the vengeful spirit that she had become. The Necrocat moved like a shadow, silent and unstoppable. She took them down without mercy, her heart hardened by the loss she had suffered.
Once her vengeance was complete, the Necrocat remained in the graveyard, guarding it as both a protector of the dead and a harbinger of doom for any who dared to defile it. She had become a legend, a creature feared by those who knew the stories. The little girl who had once been lost and lonely had become something far more powerful—an eternal guardian, bound to the spirit of her lost friend, and a reminder of the terrible price of loss and the depths of a broken heart.