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Shiro's backstory. (Updated)
Shiro was a young, pure white neko. He had a rather harsh life right after birth. Shiro and his twin Kuro where taken away from their mother after it had been established that the mother had an unexpected encounter with a black panther. Normally normal females of the human race wouldn’t be able to produce children with the beast but she was a rare kind. After the children had been born they were taken away to an adoption home. They were treated rather poorly due to their appearance. One seemed rather weak, small and even skinny, he had pure white, fluffy hair but also a tail and ears covered in the short, soft white furr. It was so smooth it was softer than silk and was brighter than any seen before. The one of white was named Shiro due to his cooler and had beautiful bright blue eyes with a golden ring around the pupils. The other was seemingly strong even for his age and rather large. He had pure black hair and furr, more dark than the night and shadows. His eyes bright in the green/yellow color and a bit more rough furr and hair. Even right after birth it would be able to see that the two had a connection stronger than ever thought possible. Though the two also where complete opposites both in appearance as in their personality. They seemed to have to grow up separately it seemed because Shiro was thought to be a girl While Kuro was clearly presumed to be a boy. However Shiro was a boy as well though the fact that he had been born with female reproductive parts made the confusion at first. It wasn’t until the age of ten that they finally decided to move Shiro back to the boy’s department with his twin brother. hey instantly knew of their connection and seemed to be inseparable. Shiro had formed to be a kind, sweet and gentle child where Kuro seemed to have become a trouble maker who loved to tease and hurt others. Especially Shiro had become a well-known target for Kuro’s teasements and often pranks. What mostly seemed to be Kuro’s favorite thing to do was make Shiro even shyer in public than he already was. Biting his sensitive body on place’s like ears and the neck caused the Shy little Neko to spill his soft, girly moans which often drew the attention of others all around. At the age they had turned 12 Kuro had thought of many ways to escape the adoption homes, judging eyes and disapproving looks. They ran away even though Shiro was rather reluctant at first. Shiro had no idea how to survive on his own while Kuro seemed to have more of the idea. They had found soon after an old, abandoned house they would then on use as their home. It was cold, without many foods or warmth though they had each other without any judgment anymore. However at some point when they were 13, Kuro was caught stealing food for himself and his smaller brother Shiro. Even though Shiro never approved of Kuro’s behavior they certainly needed the food to survive and Shiro ate from it though rather reluctant. Shiro had to watch in horror as he saw his beloved twin being dragged off towards prison before being shipped off elsewhere. That was the last time Shiro had seen his beloved Twin and had to live alone ever since. Shiro was easily driven out of the home he and Kuro had occupied by bandits and those who tried to capture and sell Shiro as slave. Though Shiro was rather weak and lonely he was extremely fast due to his panther genes. No mere human seemed able to keep up with him no matter how much they tried. It was a rather harsh life for Shiro from there on though he always kept moving from city to city, town to town in search of his beloved, lost twin. At the age of sixteen Shiro was a mere 5 foot tall and only a 100 pounds of skinny, underfed neko due to his life on the streets. Shiro only was able to keep old, raged clothing that mostly was thrown away being worn out by others first. Though Shiro never seemed to give up. There had been many times slave traders were trying to capture the young Neko in attempt to sell him at a high price. It was very rare in the places Shiro had been to see a neko and most of the times Shiro was the first ever to be seen. Making him a rare yet valuable species to some. While the young Shiro continued to travel the world it would seem he visited many yet unknown places, mostly deep inside the jungle, time after time simply because he followed the scents around him. Mostly it seemed that Shiro would simply follow the scent of other panther like creatures, only hoping to find his brother. It seemed a rather good thing that he did however as at times he stumbled upon such a large creature who found the resemblance to the young boy and seemed to protect him for a while. The large, mostly dangerous animals that wouldn’t dare to hesitate to attack any hunter seemed kind and sweet around the young boy. Almost parental they became to the young Shiro who could just play, snuggle and even feel home with such wild beasts. Though each time it would come to the fact that Shiro would have to move on with his life and continue his search for his brother. Till at a certain point the young creature had stumbled upon a strange fountain like spring. It seemed from the side that the spring would go down several hundred feet but had no end to it. As well as the water remained so clear and bright one could see so very far below. However it seemed not a single life form actually lived in the water for some strange reason, no fish, not even bugs at that. Rather cautious Shiro had come closer to the water and tested it by the scent, no poison seemed resident in the waters. Still following his instincts he avoided the water and began to move away when suddenly a large wolf jumped out the bushes from behind him, with loud growls and snarling noises it seemed to try and get itself a nice little snack. Though Shiro was rather skinny the wolf would not have much to feed off. The only thing Shiro seemed capable of doing at that time however was take a chance and dive into the water. Down he went with a loud splash and seemingly the wolf ran off. As Shiro swam under and kept under for a few moments, trying to wait out the wolf he suddenly noticed the water all around, from deep below began to glow. Shiro tried to give a loud startled squeak but all that happened was air escaping his lungs while the water poured into his stomach. Quickly Shiro swam up again and coughed a bit, expelling some of the water that had gotten in his lungs. Not knowing what had happened, and somewhat worried about his health he decided to quickly get away from the water and find a safer place to rest. Luckily however nothing had happened to his body, no ill feelings whatsoever. Though Shiro couldn’t be more wrong, as it appeared he was one of the first to have found ‘the “fountain’’ of youth.’ The next morning Shiro would notice he no longer had any of the small bruises or scrapes he had from walking in the forest to his surprise. Looking over his body a bit and seeming to discover his rather rapid healing. He would slightly cut open the skin on his arm with one of his small yet razor-sharp claws and saw it bleed. Though the bleeding stopped after just ten seconds and the skin had already closed beneath the small layer of blood. He whipped the blood off a bit and could slowly but surely see the skin close further and further till there was but a thin stripe in the skin of the cut. He continued to watch the upcoming half hour as he seemed to notice not even the faintest remain of a scar was left on his skin. Seeming Shiro had discovered the healing effects of the strange water but had no idea of what remained. It appeared that Shiro’s fall in the fountain of youth would stop his growth in life, no longer able to age as well as the healing capabilities coursing through his veins. Shiro however could still very well die like any other, but would be enabled to live hundred, thousands of years even without aging a single day. Though this would yet be something he had to find out for himself. it had now been a few months and Shiro was still searching and walking through unknown lands, wearing only the raged old attire of torn clothing, though over that a hooded cloak. Shiro had learned in the past few years that it was most likely best to hide his feline features from most of the other creatures. When they assumed he was just a normal boy they wouldn’t target him or try to abduct as many other had tried before. Only the animals and those with a strong sense of scent would be able to pick up on Shiro’s abnormal body, though not often did that happen. Something Shiro however had discovered while helping a wounded panther, who had been chased out of his home by the humans who wanted the land. He had discovered that his blood could temporarily transfer its healing abilities if his blood was placed on any bleeding wound, quickly healing the area that came into contact with Shiro’s blood. TO BE CONTINUED...? Story and char @
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t-tehee >//< thankies!
i-if chu like it chu should reed t-the new version, i-its far more detailed a-and more story.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15609196/
i-if chu like it chu should reed t-the new version, i-its far more detailed a-and more story.
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/15609196/
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