Welcome

The wind whistled quietly through the clear night as the grass blew to the will of the wind. A brightly lit sky shone with more stars then could ever be counted, and a bright moon shawn high above. You walked calmly through the grass enjoying the warm summer night your eyes dreamly watching the sky above. Something then caught your eye, a srange yellow and red color which stuck out slightly from the dark night. You stop curiously turning to look at the colors that caught your eye and say they belonged to a Xweetok, who like you where a moment ago, stairing up at the stars, its tail flicking back and forth behind it. You deside to go over to the Xweetok, who's back was facing you and didn't seem to know there where others around. Its ears twitched hearing your foot steps as you walked towards it as its head turned to look at you. "Hello there, Who might you be?" He asked, his bright yellow eyes seeming to look at you from head to toe. "My names guest" You say towards the Xweetok smiling. He nodded "My names Phiroli"

Basic Stats

Name: Phiroli
Nickname(s): Hiro
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Color: Spotted
Family: Mother-Dead, Father-Dead, Brothers(2)-Dead, Sisters(3)-Unknown
Element: Unknown
Personality: Kind, Peaceful, Shy, Quiet
Skills: Knows basic's of healing but only in treating wounds for the most part.

Hiro will often refuse to fight no matter what happens to him often getting himself more hurt then he should. He has basic skills of fighting no how but he just won't use them. His healing skills are quite weak currently and for the most part the only thing he can do is treat minor things till a healer gets there though he wishes to learn more. Anything magor he would just be far to over whelmed.

Likes and Dislikes

	Likes Peace Learning Quiet Star Gazing
Dislikes Fighting Art Theifs N00bs Storms

Story

I grew up in a large village hidden in the mountians in a regien far away from here. There where villages all across the land and I was born into a long time fought war. I was born from a litter of kits, myself being the oldest of six. My sister was second, followed by two brthers and the youngest two sisters. My father was a general of the army for my village a very strong and proud Xweetok. For him he saw me as a gift being the oldest of us, and being a male, which he had hoped for. Where I was from everyone was born as a brown Xweetok with the darker spotted markings. At the age of about 13 to 15 is where we got our other colors. Mattering on your colors you would be put into to ranks, fighters and healers, In otherwords males for fighting and females for healing. There was very little different in the colors besides the fact of patters. For fighters it was red, yellow, black. For healers red black yellow. Very little difference but it was importante for males given the healing color where put down on and seen as weak, for females with the fighter marking it met a threat and frowned upon.

My father, seeing me as the one to carry on in his place, trained me endlessly along with my younger brothers to be fighters, but I the most. My mother was the one who taught my sisters to be healers. But I hated fighting and thought there must be a better way to end this war, with words not fists but my father wouldn't hear of it 'Fighting wars can only be one when the enemy is taken down' was what he told me. I often talked to my mother about learning to heal, but what I wanted to do with healing was to help anyone who needed no matter the side. My skills as a healer where better then my fighting but they wenr't any where near my sisters or mothers ability and when my father heared about me learning healing he gave me harder and harder training making it sun up to sun set so I didn't have time to work on healing.

When my brothers, sisters and I all turned 14 my father had the largest hit taken to him. My colors, where that of a healer. He was enraged by this and literally dragged me away from the others. He ended up beating me baddly and breaking quite a few of my bones and banned anyone from healing me. I was unconsious for a few days and when I had woken up I heared news I wish I could have undone. My mother had died. We didn't know how but she just died...but I knew who had done it, My father. My brothers and sisters also belived me but where all afraid of father and wouldn't go agenst him.

For a year I was refused the freedom of leaving our house my father not wanting anyone to see his child who was now known as the weakling and a descrase to him as the general. But our side was lossing the war and ground the fighting now right outside the village. One night, there was a sneek attack as the village lit up in a rage of red and orange as the enemy attacked from all sides. My younger brothers and father fought to try and beat them, but ended up being killed. I kept with my sisters and some of the others trying to lead them out of the lossing battle feild. But we where in the end captured before we could get out of the village and all the ones who had fought, where dead.

We where taken back to the enemy's camp and put in a large cell to be delt with later. Over the next few days I ended up talking to some of the ones who came to bring us food and water and really got to know one of them. I had grown up being told they where monsters and evil...but they where no different then us and quite kind. I also learned from them there side of how the war was started. I had always been told by my father they they had been attacking us and taking out food and such. But from them I learned the truth. My father was greedy and started making these lies up making anger towards them. They where a farming village and nothing more but my father wantde that land out of his greed and nothing more trying to take what wasn't his from others.

Soon enough we ended up getting relesed they didn't see us as a problem many of the ones healers and others like myself who where agenst the war in the first place. Many split off on their own and I left my sisters at a near by village who agreed to take care of them. I myself wanted to travel and gain my own skills and see the world. Well...thats what I told my sisters so not to worry them. I really...just well wanted to get away from there everything remended me of the fighting and war, I couldn't take it I needed to get away.

Once I got out of the mountians I found a whole new world out there and was amazed with it all as I kept traveling, I ended up later back at the mountians but a different range as I traveled through ending up at a large lush valley with a few water falls, a lake and a huge forest. It would take quite a while to go through all of it though, and maybe I can see this as a new home.

About and Information

Phiroli's design I actually came up with while doodling on a makeable. I had an idea for a pet with the red, yellow, black markins for quite a while but they never came out right. I finally got it right with the makeable and with the help of Hikaru who gave me the idea for the body color there was his basic design. For me though it was to plain and ended up giving him his paw, tail and ear markings.

When I had the full design thought up I showed a few people on Msn. I belive Hikaru, Raile, Ceci and Faye. XP I told them I was trying to think up a name and such and Raile suggested I apply for Phiroli. To tell you the truth I was a little...gun shy really. I don't normally apply for pets. The last one was Myah a blue draik. Saddly I was a finallest but didn't get her and she ended up not even going to her new owner, I belive the person who put her up for adoption just left the account. -.-' Ever sense then I really havn't wanted to apply for pets, even if I adored their name, color or came up with a design, for the fact I really try to put a lot of work into them. And the drawings alone take hours of time to make.

I actually got the colors from a type of snake...well two. Right now I can't remember the names but I'll tell you what I can. There are two snakes one is really poisonous while the other is harmless. They look almost identical except for the pattern of the colors. You can remember which is which from a little rhyme which has been in my head for years, it goes "Red touch yellow, kill a fellow. Red touch black, friend of Jack." Really easy but the basis of Hiro's story. The fighters had the color of the poisonous colors while the healers had the harmless ones colors.

As you can tell though I did end up getting Phiroli and now I'm happy I applyed for him cause I love his design and petpage and am hopefully going to be enterying him in a lot of BC's!

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