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Prince Everett Thane

"And why do I have to do this much work? It's not like I'm going to inherit the Throne."

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a character in “Jaguars and Thieves - Part 1”, as played by BlueWind_22

Description

Name: Everett

Nickname(s): Rhett

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Breed: Tiger

Type: Winter

Role: The 2nd Prince

Personality: Everett is a very hard lad to put into writing, seeing as how he has very little interest in his own life.
He is an educated, and well-learned fellow but apparently, he feels no real need to take charge of anything. Maybe this is due to him being lazy or maybe, he really has no ambition, but from the looks of it, it wouldn't have mattered.
Nothing in his life has ever really been harsh or challenging thus keeping his personality from evolving.

Physical Description: He is still a young tiger, so its needless to say, but he's not done growing yet. Right now, he is 7 feet tall with lean muscles and a very thick coat of fur full of stripes. (Although most of it is still cub fluff.) And while his mother is a white tiger, he sports a tawny red colored coat that can almost be called golden. That's not to say he doesn't have any white fur, which he does, maybe more so than the usual red tiger. He has patches of white fur around his eyebrows, and what starts from his nose, cheeks and chin, is a white underside that goes all the way across his belly and ends at the bottom of his tail.

He also has a scar on his head that sits right between his left ear and eye. It's quite small, only about two or three inches long. As for what he usually wears, what ever his servants pick out for him is enough. Although he won't wear the colors red (he hates it) or orange (Do I really need to explain this one?).

Skills: Just the usual things a Prince should know. The basics of honest sword fighting, diplomatic skills, knowledge of all foreign lands as well as his own homeland and other dignitary type things.

History: Being the second born Prince, Everett's life so far has followed the Royal itinerary just perfectly. He was great at all his studies, never caused too much trouble and a little bit more laid back than his Elder brother, yet something has definitely been lacking.

Everett, or Rhett as his parents and brother call him, has always done what was expected of him. He was never one to do more than that like his brother Korso. It was almost as if he had been bored with his life, and role as a second Prince. It's not like his life would ever be a hard one, like say a commoner's life would be.

So begins...

Prince Everett Thane's Story

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Character Portrait: Prince Everett Thane Character Portrait: Nellie Veld Character Portrait: Jana the Lost
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Everett

"Not so, sah" Nellie tittered before she could stop herself. "The kingdom is more than the capitol, and the colonies will neva' back anybeast not from the royal family." Everett closed his eyes, focusing on his breathing and the unsteady way the train was moving. Was she right? Unlikely. Back before the clans had united, each clan had backed their strongest or wisest cat capable of leading. What did he really bring to the table? "Your Highness...may I dress your wound? They teach the tradesbeasts all the basics, and I know I can keep that from reopenin'."

Everett barely noticed the meekness of Nellie, and without a second thought nodded, as if he was used to servants asking such questions. "Ah, go ahead."

"I'm sure there is a arrowhead lodged in my shoulder and the rest of me... Well, I think I'll survive the scratches." His voice was now strangely calm. Like everything that had happened didn't phase him at all. A very different reaction from when he nearly broke down sobbing in the alley from earlier. "When will we reach Sir Kosovo's abode? Nightfall? Tomorrow morning?" He waited for her response while yanking the remaining sleeve on his tunic off and wrapping it around his right forearm where a particularly deep gash was. He had trouble tying it.

"I wonder where the wolf got off to, eh?" He was mumbling now, trying hard to keep himself from blacking out again.

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Nellie

Nellie stared at the wound, trying to reconcile the image before her with the pictures she had seen in the medical textbooks, and the light wounds she had dressed during training. There was little else for it but to start, and after a moment's warning about the pain to follow she began to switch the wound. Removing the arrowhead was out of the question on the bumpy, moving train. But she could help close the wound to keep it sealed for a better time.

"When will we reach Sir Kosovo's abode? Nightfall? Tomorrow morning?"


"This is the express, sah, lucky for us. No stops between us and Draxton. We should get there early tomorrow mornin'" Nellie explained, cutting her explanation short as she bit off the length of stitch. It really was a miracle invention, this locomotive. Just a generation ago it would have taken a week to get from the capitol to Draxton by coach, and now it could be done in half a day.

"I wonder where the wolf got off to, eh?"

Nellie couldn't say, the last she had seen was Mr. Kosovo talking to her. Perhaps she had felt she had done her bit and tried to make her own way out of the city? She told the Prince as such before returning to her bench, wound dressed.