Cyro

**Cyro** is a white tom with one sky blue eye and one magenta eye.

## Description

### Physical

The tom is of larger proportions, but physically average for a feline of his group. While he may be equipped with trained and hardened muscle, he is perhaps a little more on the thin side in comparison to his fellow trainees, built for stealthy despite what his white coat might suggest. Perhaps he sticks out like a sore thumb when around the green grass of greenleaf, but when it's leafbare? Cyro is practically indistinguishable from the snow. Better yet, he is surprisingly light weight, allowing him to be inaudible when he stalks across the crunchy precipitate. He is a master of stealth when frost plagues the earth- he may not have the greatest stamina, but his strength is brutal when he is up-close and personal.

His fur is short but dense to provide him with adequate warmth during the cold moons, which helps silence his wide paws as he treks across snow and earth. Cyro's pelt is pure white, untarnished by age or any stains, allowing him to blend with snow. Even his pink nose is relatively pale, so as not to spoil his perfect wintery camouflage. Maybe he is "plain", but his coat is perfect for his talents. However, what isn't plain about this guy? His unique eyes, one of which is sky-blue and the other magenta with an almost crystalline appearance. What causes this strange color, no-one knows.

### Personality

He likes to take life at a slow pace, sniff the wildflowers along the way and enjoy the sweet things that life has to offer. Cyro isn't nearly as materialistic as the cats within his group, instead preferring to enjoy the moments of peace and happiness instead of pursuing glorious bragging rights by winning the trials. He takes a gentle approach to most situations, with a thoughtful personality that makes him somewhat of the ideal romantic. Cyro has less interest in "things" and is more keen on relationships and other cats, from friends to family...although, maybe not so much his parents and siblings. They don't appreciate his mindset.

However, when push comes to shove, the tom can be absolutely determined, with the mind of a steel trap. Yet, he is incapable of being cruel and merciless like his clanmates- murder isn't his style, he cannot bring himself to make others suffer underneath his own claws. Cyro sees good in all walks of life, potential in all cats he comes across...he could never bring himself to take life away.

## History

### Background

Cyro was the son of two victors of the Icekeepers, and so he had many hopes resting on his shoulders. He had a single older sister who rose to greatness and carried on the family title as a victor, leaving his parents to put the pressure on his shoulders to win the trials as well. Cyro, however, did not want to fight and kill those who he had grown to consider his friends. He did not want to be in the trials- he only wanted peace, and to have a family of his own.

While his parents forced him into brutal training in hopes his day would come, Cyro held his breath as he grew older and older without being picked. At 15 moons old, he was almost safe...until his luck ran out.

## Relationships

### Love Interests

**Hazel:**

WIP