*Temporary Bio*
Whine was the first traitor of the family, or maybe the first traitor was his brother. Whine was born into an upper class WinterClan family, one revered for their pureblood status, but it wasn’t a perfect family. His parents also had children who were adopted, children that weren’t treated equally to the blood children. Instead their adopted children were abused and beaten, and resentment grew. Soon enough when the children had grown they turned on their parents. In the battle Whine’s parents lost their lives, but one child wasn’t satisfied, their older adopted brother Rottenfang. Rottenfang stole all of his siblings that he could, vanishing into the night. But unlike how Dottymask raised him, he was kind except for one tradition. Rottenfang changed Whine and her siblings' names to Wailing, Whimpering, and Whining, a term of brotherly endearment really. Whine felt a close brotherly affection towards his older brother Rottenfang for as long as he could remember, the two brothers were inseparable. Whine grew up listening to Rottenfang tell stories of Wolf and Pup, two brothers who looked out for one another no matter the obstacles. He was fascinated by his brother's will and as such grew up close to his sister, Ling. The two were able to share in their personal vendetta against their birth parents for what they did to Rottenfang. So when Rottenfang jumped to accuse Whimp of being a traitor, maybe he had less of a hard time following through with believing it than it would have been if it was Ling. Whine still loved Whimp though, but he trusted his brother more so when Whimp was labeled a traitor he didn’t hesitate to drag her into the murky swamp, tying her down into the water. He cried every night for her for being a traitor, missing the way things were… Hating himself for leaving her to die. But soon enough his sister Ling went missing, Rottenfang didn’t seem concerned and a part of him knew that she too had become a traitor, one that Rottenfang had personally taken care of. Soon he began to whine to Rottenfang, wanting to know where Ling was, if he was next, he dared him to snap at him too… And he did. Rottenfang in a moment of rage turned fast on Whine, tearing open his throat to shut up the whining, but unlike with his sisters there was a deep immediate regret. Whine blacked out into what he was certain was death, but awoke to Rottenfang gently placing him down, his throat bandaged. Whine couldn’t speak any longer, only whine as his brother explained that he just needed to lie there and wait for a patrol who would take him in. A clan that would give him a happier life than what his brother could give. But after everything Whine wanted his brother. From that day forward he got his demon name, Whiningwhelp, a name he immediately lived up to, following his brother around like the stupid loyal puppy he knew he was. Hoping someday that maybe he could do better than whine, to heal his throat and find his voice again. Whine is a pure white cat with blue eyes and a wide mouth like a wolf. |
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