Reincarnation
Adventurous - Delicate - Simple
Pet Information
Pet Name: Reincarnation
Owner: Immortal
Theme / Type: Blessed haruba
Born: May 3, 2015
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 13 / 13
Strength: 12
Defense: 0
Speed: 15
Intellect: 15
Misticpower: 1
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
Pet Profile
Adopted Immortal on 9/21/15
As the old English proverb says, "A cat has nine lives. For three he plays, for three he strays, and for the last three he stays".
I have heard this proverb all my lives. My first life was a fun one. I was attached to no one or anything. I was able to roam free, do whatever I please. I was a Sabertooth Cat. I was strong and powerful. I loved hunting and taking down my prey. That only lasted for so long though. Starvation ended my reign.
My second life I was something smaller... I was in the tree's of Central America. I loved running up and down them, playing in the branches with amazing balance. I was a Margay and it was always fun chasing the different monkeys racing through the branches. Hunters put an end to this life.
For my third I traded my small form for a larger one and amazing speed. I was a Cheetah and nothing could stop me running through the desert. I was fast and could outrun almost any animal. Those hyena's though were the fall of that life.
My fourth life, I don't remember much. It was mainly dark. I know there was growling and lots of pain before darkness. I didn't live long in that life. I was only a kitten when wild dogs ripped me apart. I don't know what I was either.
My fifth life was a lot more welcoming. I reached the equivalent to a teen in human years. Traveled from trash pile to trash pile. It was the cold winter that I died. Starving and nowhere to keep warm. I still do not know where I was. I do know though I was a norwegian forest cat, young and stupid.
For my Sixth, I was worshiped and adored. I had many people bring me gifts in the hot desert of Egypt. There was a large pyramid I roamed around in freely. There was this great king who looked to me for everything. I felt loved and wanted. I never felt so powerful and in charge of so many other people than that life. It ended when the Pharoh died. They soon put me to rest beside him forever. I guess I was his favorite cat? I didn't even like the man that much.
The seventh life was when I really began to know what humans were. Who they were. I was a Bengal and my colors were beautiful. I was kept for my full life and had many many kittens. I was treated well and I loved each and every child I had only to watch them leave me, one by one every time. We were a rich family and I got lots of fancy things, though no toy could repair my heart when I had to say goodbye to my kittens one by one each and every time. I died of old age.
My eight life is where we are now. I am a Maine coon and I love where I am. I feel like I did when I was wild and free. Strong and powerful all first three of my lives combined and very much adored like my sixth life. My owner loves me dearly and I normally wouldn't admit this, but I love her too. We do everything together. She even has a special pillow for me right next to her at night. I never want this feeling to end. Who knows.... maybe for my last life. I'll spend it with her too. Only time will tell.
(Cat's are worshiped, were. They are immortal. 6th sense to help survive)
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