Posts by Duat

A large cloud of dusts starts to settle in the plains. It's the aftermath of a large stampede that just passed though here. Th ground is harshly dug up and pummeled by the many hoofed animals that ran though. It's a scary sight to behold and the faint noise of the panicked animals can still be heard. Some trees are left broken and the unlucky animals got trampled. A whimpering sound of a crying child can be heard in this waste. In the entire destruction a lone hyena pup is left alone, seperated by the stampede from his pack. And now he is all alone which is about the scariest thing to Duat. He's never been alone in his life, there was always someone around be it his brothers and sisters or aunts and uncles. He comes from a large family of +30 hyenas.

Huddled up against a broken tree, Duat curls in a ball and weeps silently. Hungry and thirsty he is starting to lose hope of ever finding his family again. And the vultures keep circling above awaiting for the death of the pup. Tiny deep obsidian eyes stare at the train of destruction the herd left which only brought more tears in his eyes.

Duat sniffled as he buried himself in to the trunk of the broken tree. And than he heard a voice, or more like a tinny mew. Quickly snapping his head up he sees the lion cub and a look of horror quickly replaces his tears "Ah!" he yells out and tumbles on his back. Turning his back to the cub he lowers his head and puts his front legs over his eyes as if covering your eyes meant you were invisible. Out of fear Duat started to shake, his body pumped up with adrenaline. "D-don't hurt me! P-please" he whimpers out. Even if he's young, Duat knows that hyenas and lions aren't best friends, they are fierce competitors and top predators in the food chain. Even a lion cub is enough to scare Duat now.

Slowly lifting his paws from his eyes he straightens up and turns to face the lion cub, but he presses his back firmly against the trunk of the tree as if it would swallow him hole and save him. Duat avoids the cubs eyes, instead he looks at the ground in front of Oliver. Nervously shifting under his paws he bits his lower lip before speaking in a hushed voice, as if he's afraid to speak up or he might break "I-I got separated from my pack in the stampede" he sniffled again trying to hold back his tears. Common Duat, be brave! Rubbing his eyes with the wrist on his front left leg he sucks in a deep breath if air and lifts his obsidian eyes to look at Oliver's "T-then...what are you doing here? Where is your pride?" He nervously looked around as if expecting for a lioness to come out of the bush and kill him.

That made Duat relax slightly. He doesn't know what a pride is? Then that means he doesn't belong in one right? Or maybe lions have another word for it in their own growling language. "Um..." he muttered shifting under his paws "I-it's what a family of lions is called. There are packs of hyenas, flocks of birds and then there is a pride of lions" he lowers his body so that now he is sprawled on his stomach and his neck pressing against the warm soul "H-how do you not know this?" Was Oliver abandoned? Did he too lose his family?

"A-aren't you lonely? Don't you miss your family?" Duat asked shyly sinking closer to the ground. This cubs life sounded lonely but at the same time interesting. Duat has never left his packs territory and was always scolded when he tried to cross the boundary. Being an adventurer sounds amazing, it means you can go wherever you like do whatever you want, but at the same time Duat feared the outside. There are so many scary and creepy stuff out there and he's not sure if he's ready to face them on his own. He eyed the satchel that hanged from the lion cub and gave it a curious glance.

Duat gulped a bit surprised by the happy go lucky nature of the lion cub. Oliver is so young and even now shows such a fearless attitude, unlike little Duat who is scared out of his wits. " Really? It's that fun? So...c-can I tag along? I have nowhere else to go..." he whispered out and looked at the ground but his eyes caught on the satchel again and he tilted his head "What's in there?" he asked in his high pitched voice.

A wide smile replaced the sadness in the hyenas eyes "I'm Duat" Duat was still careful around the lion cub, but his curiosity overpowered him in the end. Peeking at the wonderful goods that the lion has sprawled he eyes each object with a curious glint in his eyes. A soft smile started to spread on his maw and he took a couple of steps closer towards the goods. Sniffing and pawing at them he smiles wide "Why do you have so much stuff? What do you do with them?" Duat asked as he pawed a ruby diamond bracelet. He wasn't fond of jewlery but the red glimmer in the ruby seemed to attract him

"Yes it is cool. So where are you going now?" Duat tilted his head to the side

They've been walking for days and the small spotted hyena cub was starting to grow tired. Duat doesn't know how his friend Oliver managed to keep up with all of this walking and traveling but he for one is not so thrilled. He was with his family mere weeks ago and now he is sticking with a lion cub and together they travel the globe and visit Clans. His breath comes out in short puffs and his tongue hanging from his mouth. Duat was hungry, thirsty and tired but at least they have come to their destination. Lifting his head the shy pup hides slightly behind the lion cub not sure if they should cross the border or stay here. "Is this the Covenant?" he whispered out to Oliver not feeling safe here. But Duat has always been a scared easely.

The part about chopping heads only made Duat whimper and hide behind Oliver. He doesn't like violence and is a peaceful little hyena. For now he remained behind Oliver and let the lion do all the talking. Even if Duat is older by a moon he acts like he's 2 in stead of 4. His deep obsidian eyes shyly stare at the cheetah.

Duat pouted and will poke Oliver on the side "I though we were in this together. I'm not just your sidekick ya know" he whispered out and sounded hurt but in truth he's just slightly jealous of the lions way of life, Duat wished that he was so free spirited. Lifting his head he smiles softly at June "T-thanks..." he muttered under his breath to shy to speak up

So they were permitted to stay and rest up which was awesome, Duat though he would collapse if they went on any further. Settled in in their temporary home the hyena pup gets up on his paws and looks around. A loud growl coming from his stomach made him blush slightly (if animals could blush) "Um..Oliver...do you think we can get anything to eat? I'm starving" he muttered to his friend who he's sharing this living space with. Sitting on his hind legs he blinks his obsidian eyes with a slight begging expression

[font=georgia]Hello!

So Duat is a adventurer, he doesn't have a home but wanders though the clans and tribes, sometimes staying at someones Clan for a week or two to regain his strength. He trades goods and passes messages back and forth between the Clans. He mingles with many animals but his wild spirit doesn't allow him to stay in one place for too long, he's a slave to the wind. Duat is a very wild and has a rebellious personality. He stands up to authoroty and questions everything. His goal and ultimate dream is for all the Clans and tribes to unite and live as one, no borders, no hate. He does things on impulse and doesn't think though anything, he's goofy but has no sense of humor even if he tries to crack jokes. He has a short fuse and short attention span.

-Friends
-Best friends
-Enemies
-Crushes
-Mates (He's straight)
-Flings
-Traveling companions
-Suggest anything that I have not listed

-Kill
-Capture

My ultimate goal is for Duat to be site famous, to be known though every Clan and tribe as that one hyena that has no home nor allegiance. He has no evil intentions he's just a slave to his wild spirited heart.

There are no forms so plot away and suggest. Duat can visit your character when he goes to trade with clans or meet them out of boundaries. They can have wild adventures and travel. The possibilities are endless with this guy so let your imagination fly

Since Oliver dossapeared Duat has took it upon himself to continue the trading and traveling. The hyena pup had a leather satchel strapped on to a belt around his hip, with confidant strides he decides to pay DarkClan a visit. Duat hasn't eaten anything in days and is feeling really peckish, and since DarkClan was the closest Clan to him he decided to go and see what these animals had. Stopping beyond their border he smiles and sits on his hind legs. A annoying growl from the pit of his stomach made him sigh.

Lifting his head he lets his obsidian eyes scan the area to see if anyone shows up. Duat has all kind of goods so probably someone will trade some food for them.

Of course Duat wouldn't mind. He goes where he pleases XD
Here, I made a thread with him visiting DarkClan

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1730064.new#new

And yay! I wanted for Duat to have a traveling companion. Do you want to make a private thread first of how and where they meet? We can take it from there and John can tag along when Duat goes to other Clans for trades

It's your usual normal day. The Sun shining the birds singing and the animals going about their daily business. Herbivores grazing, while meat eaters nap awaiting for a more suitable time to hunt. In the barren and deserted plains of africa there is a young hyena pup doing something hyenas weren't meant to be. Climbing trees.

Duat saw a very interesting fruit on one of the trees and though it would be a good idea to climb the tree and grab the fruit. But alas, hyenas weren't meant to climb trees and now he is stuck high on the three. His limbs hugging the tree as hard as he can, low whines escaping his mouth with the occasional sigh "Well done Duat. Look where you got yourself now...you and your curiosity" he though feeling furious at himself and his inability to resist the call of his wild spirit. He wanted to grab the fruit but in the end he didn't even managed to climb that high and now he's stuck with no idea of how to get down. His brown leather satchel is beneath the tree and he only hopes that nobody steals it, he has very valuable stuff inside which he uses for trades and if someone were to take it he would go broke.

Peering down he lets out another whine, his obsidian eyes pleading for salvation. With the Sun climbing higher and higher it's starting to get really hot which is not in the hyenas favor.

Here is the thread

http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1730156.new#new

And John doesn't have to be in the DarkClan trading thread xD You can be in it if you want, I"m not forcing you to do anything.
I have nothing against him being there, the are traveling buddies after all.

Once the mighty lion appeared Duat slightly dipped his head in a formal greeting "I'm Duat and I was wondering if anyone would like to do some trading" he shot the lion a smirk and detached the satchel from his belt. Opening it he lets the content of it sprawl on the ground. Various items ranging from jewels to small weapons, dolls, candy and just about anything that can fit in to the satchel. He's collected some items by trading with other Clans as well. A low growl from his stomach made him slightly blush but he shook his head wanting to concentrate on the task at hand. To trade.

Duat looked at the marvelous spiked collar he managed to grab from a bulldog. Tilting his head he puts on a thinking expression "I'll accept food or herbs for it if you don't have any items to trade with" Duat travels a lot and thus is always hungry, not to mention that healing herbs is hard to come by in the wild, mainly cause he still hasn't learned to part poisonous herbs form good ones.

His attention got caught by the adorable little feline. Smiling wide he looked though the items. "I think I have one that you might like" he puts his head in to the satchel and sniffed around for a short second before he pulled his head away and holding gently in his maw was a plush doll of a girl with black cat like ears and two tails, one colored white and the other black. Holding the doll towards Yuka (that has a adorable avatar) he smiles "Would this do?" He got this doll when he was rummaging though the trash in the city

(The doll is something like this

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Duat always felt warm when he managed to make someone happy, be it with a simple gesture or from one of his items. Nothing beats that sound and expression. Looking down at Yuka's offered objects he hummed in thought. He didn't want to strip her of everything she had for a simple doll (even if it was a pain to get) The honey was tantalizing and it could prove as a snack while on his journeys, the talismans were also appealing, he could trade them for something in other Clans. Lifting his jet black eyes to meet hers he smirks "I don't want to grab everything you own, so I'll just take the talismans and a little bit of honey if you don't mind" he nodded his head. The talismans did look wonderful, crafted with gentle and expert paws. It's that kind of things he finds value in, like personal objects.

"Pleased to meet you Yuka. And I just have to ask, did you make these talismans?" He eyed them with a curious glint in his dark eyes eager to know more about them, from which civilization they are, what they represent or if they are simple carvings done by a imaginative person.