Cynder - WIP

[Xannon]

Name: Rhea Theron Avel Phyre - goes by CYNDER
Gender: Female
Age: Four years, three months
Loner or of Hunterpack: Loner

Elemental Power: Telepathy
Powers: >>> Memory Manipulation <<<


Cynder has the power to alter others memories, for instance, replacing a terrible killing with the picture of a flower. Or make things appear differently than they did in the original memory, or destroy a memory altogether. Though eradicating a complete memory of something or someone usually involves severe risks. As for the original memory she stole or changed? It has to go somewhere, and sadly it ends up in Cynders mind.

Description: coming

Personality: coming

History: When I was born, or so I was told, it was tradition for the pride Lector; a “Reader” they called him, to examine newborn cubs and identify whether or not they inherited a ‘gift’ through the genetics. The Lector said I was powerless, that there was nothing extraordinary or special about me like so many others in my pride. I was… not normal I guess. Then again, if no one had these gifts, then I would’ve been right? Guess it doesn’t matter, because it turned out.. The Lector was wrong. Dead wrong. For one reason or another my power didn’t surface until I was a well-matured cub. Unlike my den maters I hadn’t wasn’t being trained in control and understanding, there was no reason to at the time. But, Maybe if I’d known.. Or it they knew – it wouldn’t of gone so wrong. Maybe then I’d still be home with Virtus.


Nothing but a bunch of wasted wishing.


It started out just like any other day; after my mother groomed me I’d gone to find Virtus after his latest training session. The day itself seemed darker than usual, the sun blotched out by blankets of looming gray clouds. Perhaps it was a warning? No.. The fates don’t give warnings. It was just another natural oddity in the summer – just Mother Nature I keep telling myself whenever I think about it. I caught sight of him near the bottom of the Nausic Hill; the name itself given by cubs generations ago. I can’t exactly recall what happened next, for my own mind has become nothing short of an entangled web of lies and memories, memories that don’t belong to me. I had been running toward him, aiming to pounce. My paw reached out to touch his shoulder.


Then, then everything went black.


I felt a sharp pain sweep up my spine and began writhing, screaming in horrifying pain. Images, voices – they hit me like a brick wall one after the other. None of it made any sense, the sensation felt like talons digging into my skull and without realizing it I’d gone down. I couldn’t see anything, but I assume I’d passed out. But the voices.. Oh the voices didn’t stop. All these thoughts that weren’t mine, feelings – they weren’t mine. I wanted them gone, I wanted them out and never wanted to see, feel or hear such things again. Some secrets are meant to stay silent and unknown. Some voices unheard..


When at last I thought the voices would die away, my eyes began to open and the noise worse than ever. But wait, these did not come from my mind. They were angry, enraged voices that shouted away furiously, voices I knew. “Animus Raptor!” They said, “Malus peior pessimus!” They shouted. “Nos fui ut caedo suus, ante ille fragminis nos totus!” They bellowed in all their rage and fury. What was happening? Why did they curse her so? Groaning I rolled over on my back and looked up to find the Lector staring down at me intently. “What have you done?” The notes emitting from his large muzzle where deep but softly spoken in earnest, his large green eyes capturing me. I couldn’t look away, as much as I wanted to move and find my mother – get away from the others that spoke so cruelly of me. I was trapped as he read into me like someone eyeing the words of a book. “Oh Rhea… I’m so sorry.” Came that soft sincere whisper, that look he’d given one of the other pride cubs after they’d made a mistake in their training. As soon as he looked away, I began peering around in confusion. Rising to my feet to meet the gaze of other pride members, one in particular – Nadezhda, Virtus’s mother. The look she gave me was enough to send shivers down anyone’s spine. Instinctively I began to speak, but it was she who got the first word in. “Why.. why did you do it?” Do what? What where they upset about? My sleek black figure began to draw back from their accusations and threats, terrified as I looked around for some escape, some offering words of comfort or freedom.


It was the brush of warm fur near my hind leg that caught my attention, startling me as I whipped around. Eyes widening in terror, a low cracked sob barely uttering from my mouth as I looked down on the motionless body, that pale fur that was all too familiar – those green eyes once livid, now hollow and blank like. Was he-? But wait! It was unmistakable. The slow and barely noticeable rise and lower in his chest. He was alive! Oh thank the gods, he could..He…could..No. There was nothing he could say or do to help her now. And like a hammer, the realization swung down atop of her, it’s precision a cold and cruel one.


I did this.


I wasn’t so irregular afterall. And the Reader knew it now, so what then would happen? He’d consult with the King of course, and the other council members.. but what about Virtus? By supper, everyone would know what she’d done, accident or no accident. Would they punish her? Alas, a meager punishment would be such a pathetic price to pay compared to the knowledge that Virtus would never be the same again. I – would never be the same again. I found no rest in the days to come, that very night the images came to me. The voices that didn’t belong there. After one, I ended up laughing. It was of me.. but it wasn’t me. It was like I was looking back on the memory from Virtus’s point of view. Such a happy memory.. I ignored the soft prick of salt and tears that slid down my face, but I couldn’t stop laughing. I didn’t want to, but I couldn’t help it. I felt no control over my emotions that night, nor would I probably ever.


Virtus would live, but who ever he was before all this, they didn’t exist anymore. He didn’t recognize anyone, not me, not even his own parents. Didn’t even know who he was or where he came from. They started slow, talking about his name and family. Both thankfully, and sadly – they didn’t mention me. Nadezhda spent every waking moment beside her son, despite his own discomforts. I wanted so badly to see him, but the Lector advised against it at first. He spoke to my mother and father, but at the time I wasn’t permitted t know what about. Later he came to me and explained to me just what had happened. It’d happened before he said, a cubs power surfacing several months later than most others would. Usually though there were more signs, things to point towards it. He felt he owed me an apology, but I disregarded it. It wasn’t his fault he couldn’t read the gift when I was born. It wasn’t his fault Virtus was who he was now. When I questioned him about just what I did, he did his best to explain, though most was speculation. Not until later in my life would I be able to tell which of what he said was true, and untrue.


He called it, ‘memory manipulation’ and ‘memory stealing’. The ability to alter another’s memories into what she chose, though the repercussion being that the original memory had to go somewhere – and herself being the only other candidate in the vicinity at the time of my and Virtus’s encounter – his memories went to her. Though it was nothing but a theory, an assumption based off what I’d told him about everything. It was decided that he’d teach me control over it, so that nothing like this would ever happen again. There was no way to refuse, and I wanted desperately for a way to give Virtus back his memories – though the Lector would often tell me it would probably never be a possibility. Still, I had to try.... and have been ever since these last four years.

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Family:
x... Father :: Dalibor Phyre
x... Mother :: Naois Avel
x... Siblings :: Sano{m}, Celosia {f.dead}, Taru {f}

Mate: None
Pups: * Rasler {m.dead} & Xannon {m} = Cynder x Acacallis

Extras: None