bio: name... thret [threet] gender... male sexuality... questioning age... 113 story: thret was born in a very poor village and era. his parents found little blue stumps of... something oh his back and though they where going to loss their child to death soon. but as the years went by, the child defied the norms and survived. the blue stump slowly grew, into wings with clumps of fur that resemble feathers. he tried to hide them by wearing a large scarf. but other cats noticed it and became scared of him. one night, thret had a dream. he dreamt a large cat sent him the power to actually use his wings, and told him he must use them to change the weather and such. and in the mourning, he padded outside and flapped his wing a few times, and started hovering, then he went higher... higher... until he was in the clouds. he smiled. he could finally get away from the stares of the cats in his village! but how would he change the weather? he flapped his wings and the fluffy, white clouds became dark rain clouds in an instant. he started flapping them harder and put thought about what he wanted to happen he wanted to flood the village, to kill as those who bullied him, to bully them back. to get revenge, over all the scars they had given him. to use his power to get rid of the worst. so he did. [please note: the backstory i've written is suppose to make it look like he was ding the right think, with killing the whole of the small village in a flash flood. and he thinks he is doing the right thing. 'is he doing the right thing though?' you may ask, and the answer is no. he's been sorta corrupted i guess, with his new power.]
