Post by ☼Åžrå☼ on Oct 14, 2008 14:41:00 GMT -6
Name: Dark Flame
Age: 2 ½
Gender: Female
Clan: Undecided
Herd: None
Mate: None
Friends: None
Family: None
Species: Panthera pardus (Black Panther)
Physical Description: Dark Flame’s physical description is that of a normal black panther, as she has a short dark mottled coat, long strong legs, short rounded ear, and a long elegant tail. Her eyes are the only uncommon thing about her, as they are a beautiful light blue color. Her claws are razor sharp as are her teeth.
Personality: Dark Flame, (Or Flame as friends would call her) is a very friendly feline. She is always ready to stick up for her friends, and will attack on sight anyone who is picking on a lower creature, no matter what the size. She is usually very laid back, but if someone pushes the wrong buttons, such as picking on her or others, stealing something of hers, or waking her up from a nap. Flame is a very motherly creature if she ever becomes friends with any of her kind, (or near her kind, aka. any felines.) She is a very playful beast if she finds any creatures that are close to her size and are willing to play. Careful you don't get too rough though, or you just might find out what the ends of her sharp claws feel like!
History: Flame was born a few miles from Amanija to two loving parents and a sibling or two (she really doesn’t remember.) Her life was going great for the first few months, until disaster struck. A deadly disease killed first her father, then her siblings. Flame and her mother wandered around, trying to find a new place to belong. They began to grow skeletal, for Flame’s mother had basically died with her mate, as her eyes always had a far off look to them and she never paid any attention to the small cub. After a few months of scouring the jungle for a new place to stay, Flame’s distraught mother finally joined her mate and lost cubs in the afterlife. This left the small cub to wander alone in the vast jungle, fending for herself. One day she finally found a lone tiger who had just lost her cubs to the same fate as Flame. The mother tiger gladly accepted Flame as a replacement child, and taught her everything a growing feline needed to know, including hunting, what was good to eat and what was bad, where to find water, etc. One day, about two years later, the aging mother tiger wandered off to hunt and never came back. This put Flame into a deep depression, one that she almost didn’t come out of. However, one day Flame heard the distressed calling of another creature and it jerked the Panther out of her mourning. She had run around for hours, calling out in a motherly voice to the young one that had called out, but didn’t find the maker of the noise. In any case, Flame was no longer held back by family or sickness, and began to continue the search her mother and she had started, to find a place to call home. One day Flame found a nice jungle that looked slightly inhabited. The smell, feel of the ground, look of the trees, and everything else looked just right, this looked like a place she could call home.
Role Play Sample:(Taken from other site) Darkness had been sleeping on a large headstone in the cemetary when she heard the scuffle of animal paws nearby. She opened her eyes, making two glowing beacons shine through the darkness. Darkness slowly lifted her head and easily spotted the white form, no, forms, wandering through the graveyard. She felt a spot in her warm when she saw the small pup, for she loved puppies though she had never had any. When the wolf howled Darkness felt her fur raise, nervous that the other wolf would scent her, knowing that the wind was not in her favor, blowing toward the wolf. Darkness slowly lifted her form up from the headstone, stretched, feeling much better as she heard the popping of her joints, and glided down to the ground like a shadow. Darkness slowly walked through the shadows behind the two wolves, moving herself downwind. As soon as the wolf's scent hit her a word popped into her mind, dangerous. From farther back he had looked very fatherly, but closer she could see that he was a killer. Her lips lifted slightly, exposing her ivory white fangs. Judging from the muscles that were easily seen through his skin, he would be a dangerous foe, and would easily kill her if he wanted to.
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Age: 2 ½
Gender: Female
Clan: Undecided
Herd: None
Mate: None
Friends: None
Family: None
Species: Panthera pardus (Black Panther)
Physical Description: Dark Flame’s physical description is that of a normal black panther, as she has a short dark mottled coat, long strong legs, short rounded ear, and a long elegant tail. Her eyes are the only uncommon thing about her, as they are a beautiful light blue color. Her claws are razor sharp as are her teeth.
Personality: Dark Flame, (Or Flame as friends would call her) is a very friendly feline. She is always ready to stick up for her friends, and will attack on sight anyone who is picking on a lower creature, no matter what the size. She is usually very laid back, but if someone pushes the wrong buttons, such as picking on her or others, stealing something of hers, or waking her up from a nap. Flame is a very motherly creature if she ever becomes friends with any of her kind, (or near her kind, aka. any felines.) She is a very playful beast if she finds any creatures that are close to her size and are willing to play. Careful you don't get too rough though, or you just might find out what the ends of her sharp claws feel like!
History: Flame was born a few miles from Amanija to two loving parents and a sibling or two (she really doesn’t remember.) Her life was going great for the first few months, until disaster struck. A deadly disease killed first her father, then her siblings. Flame and her mother wandered around, trying to find a new place to belong. They began to grow skeletal, for Flame’s mother had basically died with her mate, as her eyes always had a far off look to them and she never paid any attention to the small cub. After a few months of scouring the jungle for a new place to stay, Flame’s distraught mother finally joined her mate and lost cubs in the afterlife. This left the small cub to wander alone in the vast jungle, fending for herself. One day she finally found a lone tiger who had just lost her cubs to the same fate as Flame. The mother tiger gladly accepted Flame as a replacement child, and taught her everything a growing feline needed to know, including hunting, what was good to eat and what was bad, where to find water, etc. One day, about two years later, the aging mother tiger wandered off to hunt and never came back. This put Flame into a deep depression, one that she almost didn’t come out of. However, one day Flame heard the distressed calling of another creature and it jerked the Panther out of her mourning. She had run around for hours, calling out in a motherly voice to the young one that had called out, but didn’t find the maker of the noise. In any case, Flame was no longer held back by family or sickness, and began to continue the search her mother and she had started, to find a place to call home. One day Flame found a nice jungle that looked slightly inhabited. The smell, feel of the ground, look of the trees, and everything else looked just right, this looked like a place she could call home.
Role Play Sample:(Taken from other site) Darkness had been sleeping on a large headstone in the cemetary when she heard the scuffle of animal paws nearby. She opened her eyes, making two glowing beacons shine through the darkness. Darkness slowly lifted her head and easily spotted the white form, no, forms, wandering through the graveyard. She felt a spot in her warm when she saw the small pup, for she loved puppies though she had never had any. When the wolf howled Darkness felt her fur raise, nervous that the other wolf would scent her, knowing that the wind was not in her favor, blowing toward the wolf. Darkness slowly lifted her form up from the headstone, stretched, feeling much better as she heard the popping of her joints, and glided down to the ground like a shadow. Darkness slowly walked through the shadows behind the two wolves, moving herself downwind. As soon as the wolf's scent hit her a word popped into her mind, dangerous. From farther back he had looked very fatherly, but closer she could see that he was a killer. Her lips lifted slightly, exposing her ivory white fangs. Judging from the muscles that were easily seen through his skin, he would be a dangerous foe, and would easily kill her if he wanted to.
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