Post by Alex on Jun 22, 2008 21:21:41 GMT -5
Name: Guerra (Means 'War' in some language, xD)
Pack/Tribe: Kavari
Age: 68 Moons (Yeah, he's an old fart!)
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter, or whatever the tribal equvielent to a pack fighter is.
Picture:
Description: Bulky and large, even for a Kavari, Guerra is a huge, rouge looking beast of a cat, built like a tiger for strength not stealth. Scarred easily over fifty times from many-a-beast, he is rough and evil looking, and even for his age, is definately a force to be reconed with.
He has a 'mane' of sorts made of wirey, brown hairs, once parted by a scar on his neck where no hair can grow. His left ear is viciously mawled and half torn away, though his hearing is not affected by that as much as age.
His toes are the same brown color as his mane, aswell as his stubby little tail and the leopard markings found only on his left haunch. All his scars do him no damage, but two. One, on his nose, cutes his sence of smell in half, making him an easy target, if anyone was stupid enough to stalk him. The other is his right foreleg, which has a chunk of muscle torn from it, so that he can barely move that arm without paining himself.
His eyes are perhaps the only young part about him, being a minty green color.
Tattoos/Special Markings: None
Personality:
He is rough and mean, basicly the depiction of a maotu, evil, easily looses his temper, and beleives that size and strenth are the biggest and most important in this world.
His mate, Lyra, is his biggest priority, and a portion of his scars are for her. Obviously, being his girl, she is viciously protected. He loves her more than life himself and she is the only one who can tame him. She wears the pants in their relationship.
History:
As a kit, he was one to attack easily, and that was encouraged back them. He was raised to be a killing machine, and the tribe used his size and promise as a way to gain a large warrior.
He fell in love slowly with Lyra, whom was spunky and rude back in her prime. She played hard to get and had him drooling at her paws by time she came around. So they finaly aloped in the way cats do, and became mates.
They both lived through the Wraith War, Lyra probobly being the only cat who lived through it without a scratch on her, thanks to Guerra. The war was when he lost his son, Obsidian, and his daughter in law, Sunspot. They had a child before they left, Shade.
Guerra is proud of his grandson, and enjoys watching him grow, though he doesn't always let him know. He is one to often share 'how hard it was back then' and 'it was a lot worse when I was your age' stories to him.
Other Important Information:
This should be helpful...
Thanks to RedTigr
Role-Play Example:
See Zephos, Jillian, and Lumi.
Pack/Tribe: Kavari
Age: 68 Moons (Yeah, he's an old fart!)
Gender: Male
Rank: Fighter, or whatever the tribal equvielent to a pack fighter is.
Picture:
Description: Bulky and large, even for a Kavari, Guerra is a huge, rouge looking beast of a cat, built like a tiger for strength not stealth. Scarred easily over fifty times from many-a-beast, he is rough and evil looking, and even for his age, is definately a force to be reconed with.
He has a 'mane' of sorts made of wirey, brown hairs, once parted by a scar on his neck where no hair can grow. His left ear is viciously mawled and half torn away, though his hearing is not affected by that as much as age.
His toes are the same brown color as his mane, aswell as his stubby little tail and the leopard markings found only on his left haunch. All his scars do him no damage, but two. One, on his nose, cutes his sence of smell in half, making him an easy target, if anyone was stupid enough to stalk him. The other is his right foreleg, which has a chunk of muscle torn from it, so that he can barely move that arm without paining himself.
His eyes are perhaps the only young part about him, being a minty green color.
Tattoos/Special Markings: None
Personality:
He is rough and mean, basicly the depiction of a maotu, evil, easily looses his temper, and beleives that size and strenth are the biggest and most important in this world.
His mate, Lyra, is his biggest priority, and a portion of his scars are for her. Obviously, being his girl, she is viciously protected. He loves her more than life himself and she is the only one who can tame him. She wears the pants in their relationship.
History:
As a kit, he was one to attack easily, and that was encouraged back them. He was raised to be a killing machine, and the tribe used his size and promise as a way to gain a large warrior.
He fell in love slowly with Lyra, whom was spunky and rude back in her prime. She played hard to get and had him drooling at her paws by time she came around. So they finaly aloped in the way cats do, and became mates.
They both lived through the Wraith War, Lyra probobly being the only cat who lived through it without a scratch on her, thanks to Guerra. The war was when he lost his son, Obsidian, and his daughter in law, Sunspot. They had a child before they left, Shade.
Guerra is proud of his grandson, and enjoys watching him grow, though he doesn't always let him know. He is one to often share 'how hard it was back then' and 'it was a lot worse when I was your age' stories to him.
Other Important Information:
This should be helpful...
Thanks to RedTigrRole-Play Example:
See Zephos, Jillian, and Lumi.
