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Description
Lazy Headshot is lazy
General
So trusting, Stop feeling sorry for me.

Name: BurningLeaf
Reason for name: Burning - he has a tendency to set things on fire. Alot. Leaf - He has a rather large herbal knowledge although don't expect him to share.
Common Name: Pyro (what most use) Nixon (only those close to him know this name)
NickNames: - Flame King
- Unholy reaper
- Fire cracker
- Pyro Maniac
Age: 3+ Years
Gender: Male
Origin: Pre Calamity
Rank: Seeker

Specifics
Don't touch me, I'll never leave this place.

Favor: 0
Auma: 16
Class: Projection
Mentor: None
Aprrentice: Nope
Items: Seekers Pack

Personality
I'll only let you down, I'm freaking sick believe me.

Cold
Two-Faced
possesive
PyroManiac
Cruel
Secretly Helpful
Understanding
Dedicated
Calm

Appearance
I know ill find a way, to pull myself from the grave.

Fur
Scars
Build
Disabilities: Deaf
Apparel: Leg Wrappings
Claws
Teeth

History

I'm feeling Careless
In a land that was far away from the clans, where there was not even a whisper of warriors or starclans, in a culture that differed vastly from the one of today there was a barn. In that barn a multitude of different cats grew up and lived, from oriental breeds to the great fluffy Siberians. In this barn a small trio of kittens were born, there was Nixon, a small cat whose fur was fluffier than one could imagine and whose eyes were a mossy green. Caden, a twin to Nixon only his eyes were of a sky blue coloration. Lastly there was a smaller less than fluffy she-cat who's name was Elena. From the start everyone knew something was wrong with Nixon. He would never respond when you would speak to him and was the only one to not jump when something fell and crashed. No noise would ever affect him and it just seemed to go right over his head.

It was in the first few moons of his life that Nixon was deemed to be deaf, that noises would never reach his ears. A few cats bullied him for this, how he could never understand what they were saying however Nixon would just smile pleasantly at them. There was always a pleasant smile on his face even if they resorted to attacking him to bother him. Never had that smile left him in his early years. Now while the small kit always appeared pleasantly happy his eyes would grow cold and heartless. If looks could kill then there would never be any doubt that the cats in that barn would have been a pile of ash for while he could not hear what they were saying. He knew that they weren't being friendly.

It was one faithful day that he came across another kitten in the barn, instead of just ignoring him like the small tom most likely would have otherwise he went and sat down next to him. Placed a big fluffy paw on the kittens head, and tackled him to the ground. It wasn't a vicious tackling, in fact, it was a rather friendly one that ended with the tom spread out on the other cat pinning him to the ground and shortly falling asleep afterwards. The poor cat still underneath him. While Nixon doesn't know the name of that tom who had grown to become a friend he was called Jensen by others. It was an odd friendship for words meant nothing between them, after all, Nixon couldn't hear nor understand what would be said at the time. It was also during this time that Nixon found himself growing intrigued by flames. If there was one in or around the barn it wasn't uncommon for Nixon to just sit in front of it, staring at it. No one knew this, but he had always wished to make them bigger. To let everyone see just how magnificent they could be for others would always try and drag him away from them if he got too close.

It was also during this time that Nixon found himself growing uncaring towards others, Jensen included. This was caused partially from the fact that his bullies still picked on him, but also due to the fact he was beginning to learn. The small deaf kit had been slowly learning to read lips and while he wasn't good at it. He could always get a sense of what others were saying at what he saw always bothered him. It wasn't long until his wish to set things aflame took hold. It had just been a long day for him and he was exhausted, everyone was asleep in the barn save for him when he noticed the flickering of lights. Of a flame that had been left burning in the barn. He remembers being happy, of a certain joy at seeing that flame and so he went to it. Only waking Jensen in the process. Walking towards the flame an idea began to burn in his mind. Let them all see how glorious flames can be. Picking up the base of the torch he turned around and faced Jensen who was yelling at him not to do whatever he was about to do. Nixon read his lips but pretended to play dumb. No, he would burn this place to the ground. Trotting out he dropped the torch on one of the piles of hay and watched it catch. Smiling he looked through the flames at a Jensen as they began to over take the barn. Seeing the flames roaring he smiled and ran out, a sense of pride withing in. He had just burnt them all to a crisp, and didn't it feel good.

With your fragile little heart

Finds himself not caring that he just burnt his friend to a crisp along with his family and goes out to explore the world on his own. All the while breaking other peoples hearts by making them think hes all sweet and innocent then setting them on fire. Begins to build a reputation for himself and does not care about the chaos that seems to follow him.

How could I bear this?
Travels northword and begins to have his own little group of followers. Pretty much becomes a tyrant to many others and is now begining to be refered to as a king. He is still enjoying setting things on fire and his passion is only growing. Pyro is slowly losing his mind to his hunger for flames and destruction and makes a plan to end his little reign as he had grown bored by it.

When its tearing you apart.
Pyro officially kills his entire following in a giant fire because he wished to when the Calamity strikes leaving him in disarray. Suddenly he isn't so powerful and is scrounging to survive where as before he was doing fine as a giant bully. Creatures try to kill him and he finds himself begining to start fires without a previously needed source of flames.

I feel that dirt its yours and now im shaking
Is travelling through the ashen world when he comes across another cat, who he decides not to burn and instead joins with. Much to their dismay as they really didn't get a choice and had heard of his reign from afar. Pyro and this cat travel and he finds himself growing more and more possesive and protective over her, along with not wanting to leave her eventually. (love~)

These pains my will is slowly fading
The cat he was traveling with had aparently heard something called the Monarchs call which is where they were going to. During this time Pyro finds himself falling more and more for her however they get ambushed by some nightshades and his love goes crazy, tries to kill him, then eventually dies herself by the very ashen who made her lose her mind. This causes Pyro to snap and he finds that his flame abilities had grown considerably so he burns the suckers to the ground. ((though they werent dead and he ends up running away cause he is a weeaaakkklliinnnggg))

Save me from myself im going down,
He reaches haven, becomes a seeker, and tada. Now to be rp'd He is cold and heartless and very bitter at this point. Prone to violent out bursts.

likes
- fire

Dislikes
- Everything thats not flames or chaos

Relationships
Tba

Pyro is mine
Jensen is not.
The app art is Riversun
The writing here is all mine~
Lyrics is not mine though~ It is by Get scared, Get out while you can

Description
Lazy Headshot is lazy
General
So trusting, Stop feeling sorry for me.

Name: BurningLeaf
Reason for name: Burning - he has a tendency to set things on fire. Alot. Leaf - He has a rather large herbal knowledge although don't expect him to share.
Common Name: Pyro (what most use) Nixon (only those close to him know this name)
NickNames: - Flame King
- Unholy reaper
- Fire cracker
- Pyro Maniac
Age: 3+ Years
Gender: Male
Origin: Pre Calamity
Rank: Seeker

Specifics
Don't touch me, I'll never leave this place.

Favor: 0
Auma: 16
Class: Projection
Mentor: None
Aprrentice: Nope
Items: Seekers Pack

Personality
I'll only let you down, I'm freaking sick believe me.

Cold
Two-Faced
possesive
PyroManiac
Cruel
Secretly Helpful
Understanding
Dedicated
Calm

Appearance
I know ill find a way, to pull myself from the grave.

Fur
Scars
Build
Disabilities: Deaf
Apparel: Leg Wrappings
Claws
Teeth

History

I'm feeling Careless
In a land that was far away from the clans, where there was not even a whisper of warriors or starclans, in a culture that differed vastly from the one of today there was a barn. In that barn a multitude of different cats grew up and lived, from oriental breeds to the great fluffy Siberians. In this barn a small trio of kittens were born, there was Nixon, a small cat whose fur was fluffier than one could imagine and whose eyes were a mossy green. Caden, a twin to Nixon only his eyes were of a sky blue coloration. Lastly there was a smaller less than fluffy she-cat who's name was Elena. From the start everyone knew something was wrong with Nixon. He would never respond when you would speak to him and was the only one to not jump when something fell and crashed. No noise would ever affect him and it just seemed to go right over his head.

It was in the first few moons of his life that Nixon was deemed to be deaf, that noises would never reach his ears. A few cats bullied him for this, how he could never understand what they were saying however Nixon would just smile pleasantly at them. There was always a pleasant smile on his face even if they resorted to attacking him to bother him. Never had that smile left him in his early years. Now while the small kit always appeared pleasantly happy his eyes would grow cold and heartless. If looks could kill then there would never be any doubt that the cats in that barn would have been a pile of ash for while he could not hear what they were saying. He knew that they weren't being friendly.

It was one faithful day that he came across another kitten in the barn, instead of just ignoring him like the small tom most likely would have otherwise he went and sat down next to him. Placed a big fluffy paw on the kittens head, and tackled him to the ground. It wasn't a vicious tackling, in fact, it was a rather friendly one that ended with the tom spread out on the other cat pinning him to the ground and shortly falling asleep afterwards. The poor cat still underneath him. While Nixon doesn't know the name of that tom who had grown to become a friend he was called Jensen by others. It was an odd friendship for words meant nothing between them, after all, Nixon couldn't hear nor understand what would be said at the time. It was also during this time that Nixon found himself growing intrigued by flames. If there was one in or around the barn it wasn't uncommon for Nixon to just sit in front of it, staring at it. No one knew this, but he had always wished to make them bigger. To let everyone see just how magnificent they could be for others would always try and drag him away from them if he got too close.

It was also during this time that Nixon found himself growing uncaring towards others, Jensen included. This was caused partially from the fact that his bullies still picked on him, but also due to the fact he was beginning to learn. The small deaf kit had been slowly learning to read lips and while he wasn't good at it. He could always get a sense of what others were saying at what he saw always bothered him. It wasn't long until his wish to set things aflame took hold. It had just been a long day for him and he was exhausted, everyone was asleep in the barn save for him when he noticed the flickering of lights. Of a flame that had been left burning in the barn. He remembers being happy, of a certain joy at seeing that flame and so he went to it. Only waking Jensen in the process. Walking towards the flame an idea began to burn in his mind. Let them all see how glorious flames can be. Picking up the base of the torch he turned around and faced Jensen who was yelling at him not to do whatever he was about to do. Nixon read his lips but pretended to play dumb. No, he would burn this place to the ground. Trotting out he dropped the torch on one of the piles of hay and watched it catch. Smiling he looked through the flames at a Jensen as they began to over take the barn. Seeing the flames roaring he smiled and ran out, a sense of pride withing in. He had just burnt them all to a crisp, and didn't it feel good.

With your fragile little heart

Finds himself not caring that he just burnt his friend to a crisp along with his family and goes out to explore the world on his own. All the while breaking other peoples hearts by making them think hes all sweet and innocent then setting them on fire. Begins to build a reputation for himself and does not care about the chaos that seems to follow him.

How could I bear this?
Travels northword and begins to have his own little group of followers. Pretty much becomes a tyrant to many others and is now begining to be refered to as a king. He is still enjoying setting things on fire and his passion is only growing. Pyro is slowly losing his mind to his hunger for flames and destruction and makes a plan to end his little reign as he had grown bored by it.

When its tearing you apart.
Pyro officially kills his entire following in a giant fire because he wished to when the Calamity strikes leaving him in disarray. Suddenly he isn't so powerful and is scrounging to survive where as before he was doing fine as a giant bully. Creatures try to kill him and he finds himself begining to start fires without a previously needed source of flames.

I feel that dirt its yours and now im shaking
Is travelling through the ashen world when he comes across another cat, who he decides not to burn and instead joins with. Much to their dismay as they really didn't get a choice and had heard of his reign from afar. Pyro and this cat travel and he finds himself growing more and more possesive and protective over her, along with not wanting to leave her eventually. (love~)

These pains my will is slowly fading
The cat he was traveling with had aparently heard something called the Monarchs call which is where they were going to. During this time Pyro finds himself falling more and more for her however they get ambushed by some nightshades and his love goes crazy, tries to kill him, then eventually dies herself by the very ashen who made her lose her mind. This causes Pyro to snap and he finds that his flame abilities had grown considerably so he burns the suckers to the ground. ((though they werent dead and he ends up running away cause he is a weeaaakkklliinnnggg))

Save me from myself im going down,
He reaches haven, becomes a seeker, and tada. Now to be rp'd He is cold and heartless and very bitter at this point. Prone to violent out bursts.

likes
- fire

Dislikes
- Everything thats not flames or chaos

Relationships
Tba

Pyro is mine
Jensen is not.
The app art is Riversun
The writing here is all mine~
Lyrics is not mine though~ It is by Get scared, Get out while you can