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This is Sikitiko, the oldest Caplata of the Pepo'porojo (concept) Pride. She has had quite a past, filled with tragedy, death and dark magics.

This Pelt isn't Faux Fur...

Always considered an outcast by the pride, Sikitiko lived her life without the company of other lions for many of her days. Though she preferred her solitude to the company of others, she eventually became so isolated that she could no longer remember how to act around others. Then a young adolescent, stuck in that awkward stage between cubhood and adulthood, came to her to learn of her ways.

Why would anyone come to see her? Sikitiko, needless to say, was shocked and fairly angry with the appearance of the male. The first few months were hard for the adolescent - never did she ask for his name, or for anything else that may make him feel wanted. Instead she decided to play a game of the darkest sort. Her new 'apprentice' would become her test subject, a plaything for her to toy with in her darkest moods.

Yet through the months of torture, the male remained. The studies that the Caplata permitted were done with the utmost devotion, and he accepted the pain and the tongue lashings and the many other abuses she rained down upon him, some of which are too dark and unmentionable for even Lazarus, her Pèseptè and the apprentice's brother, to know about. As the days passed, Sikitiko's anger began to abate. This lion...why did he stay? Why did he not leave, turn his back on the arts or at least on the female that only wished him ill-will?

Finally, one day, the old Caplata approached him, sitting on her haunches and beckoning him to her side. The apprentice showed no hesitation, approaching and joining her as though she had never hurt him in his short life. And that day, she asked his name, for the first time since they had met.

From then on, the persecution stopped. Sikitiko had relented at last, and accepted the youngling as her apprentice, and a bit more. For his loyalty he was rewarded with her strange, but still precious love. They grew infinitely close as time passed, and soon Sikitiko became pregnant.

This was clearly a problem. The Pride had no love for couples with mismatched ages, and they would surely be persecuted by their fellow lions. Yet the old, sly Caplata had a plan. One that would not only allow her to reclaim her daughter, but to keep her beloved Takis close as well. Everything would work out perfectly with luck and Mawu's blessing.

But their luck had long run out. Takis died, and with him Sikitiko's already brutally corrupt heart. When he died, there was much screaming and anguish. So, so much wailing, piercing enough to make bones shiver and ears bleed. With him she died in every sense except the physical. In her pain she skinned the corpse, handling him as delicately as she could as she stripped pelt from sinew and bone. Her deed complete, she donned her beloved's skin, keeping him close to her forever. And then she hid the corpse, burying it far in the savanna under one of the few living Acacia trees. Here she built a Hounfor from the earth and bones, far from the prying eyes of others. Her love was her own, and no one would have him but her.

Naturally, a second Hounfor was built in a more traditional place for Lazarus. She withdrew after their private ceremony, hiding away in her den as her body accommodated to the new life inside of her. Many nights she stayed awake, communing with her Petro Loas. They were the only company she had for now - at least until she gave birth to Takis's daughter. Her plot still continued as planned, with Lazarus taking the cub out of the pride, hiding her away from the persecutory eyes of the felines within.

For many months after the birth of their daughter, she could not contact Takis's spirit. The mere sight of his true Hounfor was enough to send her back to her den, screaming her sorrows for the next night. She had killed him. She was why he was gone. These thoughts and more tortured her every moment of every day, but they became especially acute when she approached his grave.

After much time had passed, the old Caplata was finally able to approach the eerie, bone-covered Hounfor. She contacted her beloved from beyond the grave and shared the night with him, only to wake up and find him gone. She continues to commune with Takis on a regular basis, both to comfort herself and for darker reasons...

RP History
Current Supply of Dlo Benit: Empty! RP in progress.

Sikitiko has not engaged in any major RPs.

Character Standings
None, for now.

RP List

Untitled Prompt
Describes the first time Sikitiko contacts Takis' spirit at his hounfor.

Arrival
With Rurihura (Quiftan)

Just give me the water already!
With Eran (Moonrazor): Refreshes dlo benit.