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200-500-ish years ago (I haven't decided yet) Kai was a warrior alongside Oogway, and they shared a strong brotherly bond.

One day, during an ambush, Kai was unfortunately wounded and Oogway dragged him on a crude stretcher for days, searching for help. They then happened upon a secret village of pandas, who tried to use their knowledge of chi to heal Kai. But his wounds were too great, and death would soon claim him..

Oogway was desperate and horribly distraught, and so the Pandas took a risk and used chi to tie Kai's life force to Oogways. Causing both their pupils to turn white, and their eye colors to change to a vibrant gold. Now that their souls were bonded, Kai could not die as long as Oogway was still alive. His heart was forced to not give out, his lungs were forced to continue breathing, and so despite the wounds and blood loss.. he somehow continued to live...

Weeks went by and Kai was able to recover from his grievous injuries, and come to terms with this new soul bond he had with Oogway. There was fear in not knowing what consequences this might bring.. but he took comfort in knowing that he would face these challenges with his dear brother.

During their stay in the village, Kai and Oogway both became fascinated by the power of chi, and together they were taught by the pandas on how to utilize it. Though Kai never developed an obsession with taking chi. I cant explain how yet, but he didn't <XD

They eventually left the village together. leaving their lives of war and bloodshed behind..

As the years went by, it almost looked like Kai wasn't aging at all.. They figured out that Kai must be aging in sync with Oogway. So if Oogway is 60 in tortoise years, Kai will be also 60 in yak years..

I haven't decided if Kai lived with Oogway at the jade palace for the duration of movie 1 and 2, or if he was off on some adventure. But I do plan to have him "come back" or be around at some point. :0

Their separation during that time wouldn't matter as much since they are able to communicate directly via meditation. So there's no "we'd miss each other too much" factor really..?

Idk, that's kind'a what I cooked up so far for them XD if I come up with a better backstory I can aways change it. The thing I was most excited for was obviously the sick golden eyes that they share. I can see myself drawing a lot of different things about that.. 👀

There's also obviously sooooo much angst and aura potential with the type of scar I could give Kai. I just haven't decided what fatal wound he got yet <XD Although I'm thinking that whatever wound it was caused his speed and/or movement to be limited. This kind'a forced him to look at more "projectile" and ranged seeming weapons. Which is why he switched from a double-sided staff blade to the jade blades on chains.

As a rare instance of a Faerie halfling during times of old, when the eventually-corrupted Virtues still reigned pure and true, having not yet turned their backs on cookiekind, Faelight Cookie had been abandoned on her noble family's doorstep. She had been surrendered to her Faerie father, who despite the unimpressed, distasteful reactions of his relatives, took her in happily and full of love.

She had grown up alongside the then young Prince Faerie Dust Cookie, often having to be protected by him due to her reckless nature, with no wings to aid her in escaping if trouble came her way. She had learned to fight as a faerie with his guidance, yet it only worked so well when said methods were meant for those who could fly -- therefore, she eventually had to develop her own fighting style, with her trusted whip.

As they aged, and the Prince was eventually crowned the King of their kingdom, their chemistry brought into question her candidacy as a potential queen... as unfavorable as that was, due to the uncertainty around her lifespan. What would be the point of anointing a Faerie Queen if she would simply be a blip in their population's longevity? Although she would later prove this uncertainty to be wrong, there continued to be lingering doubts, much to her chagrin.

It was no matter, however, as she did not seek the throne, nor was she interested in keeping Faerie Dust's heart. But their friendship, however, meant far more than what status and love could give her. So they remained such.

Soon came the time for when establishing allyship with the Virtues, or at least establishing relations in regards to Faerie Dust's reign, became a necessary development. Faelight, alongside others of other noble houses, were selected by Faerie Dust (who by now had taken on the mantle of Elder Faerie) to travel from every territory to the next within Beast-Yeast.

From then on, relations had been amiable... friendships had been made, and were thought to be lasting and fruitful. But one by one, there seemed to be a shift that would gradually lead to each of the Virtue's fall from grace, and when that inevitable implosion of what remained of their morality set off against cookiekind and their sins, the Faerie Kingdom -- and Faelight, by extension -- was dragged into their wars, in attempt to quell their rage and thirst for jamshed.

Her memories of those wars, however, seem to be missing. Memories of those meaningful friendships... also seem to be absent.

At some point during these conflicts, she had been inflicted with a strange ailment. Whether a curse or disease, or maybe even some botched remedy, prevented her from crumbling away during the wars, encasing half of her face in silver, and filling in the cracks of her dough with scars of metal. There had been changes in her behavior when she was rescued from the battlefield and returned home, having initially been erratic, panicked, and easily aggitated. War induced trauma, it was surmised, and she was pitied by those she gave everything to fight for.

Her own house would eventually remove her as its head, deeming her too unstable to be in the public eye, if not the source of their growing shame, and would hide her away on their estate. Elder Faerie, out of his own concern, would establish his younger brother, Faerie Ring Cookie, as her retainer.

The happenings within the kingdom and continent would be gradually kept from her, keeping her sheltered, pleasant, and pliant, even as her hidden unhappiness grew. She spent the countless years, learning to master painting so she could desperately find some way of remembering faces and names and fight her cognitive disability (she would write the names of the faces she'd paint on the back of her canvases, but... she would even forget to check that) ... and yet even then, as she sits in the cage of her home and her own mind, she yearns for the outside world, to be greeted with genuine smiles and open arms of her loved ones without weariness and pity, and the promise of adventure once again.