Shanara wrote:Name: Puck
Cat Species: Tiger
Island or Foreign Cat: Island Cat
Background (optional): Unknown by anyone she keeps to herself.
Personality (optional): Puck tends to act like a mother to young cubs, but only because of her past. She keeps her life to herself and rarely talks about her past. She is very guarded and shows herself as dominant, strangely enough. Puck gives off the impression of and aggressive that most others would fear. Although she is rude and threatens many, she will never challenge and refuses to fight others unless it is absolutely necessary. She can be harsh and cruel at some points, but if you get to known her she is a big comforting friend. In other words she has no true one side, for she is both mean and sweet. This leaves many confused or after her presence.
Distinct Features (optional): Her eyes are a bright green and her stripes fade into a strange cream color instead of staying a normal bold black color.
Semi-Literate Example: Curadora, the Godwolf of War and Healing. Created for a sole purpose of protecting the mortal wolves and keeping peace. She was created from the ashes of her father. Her father was the short lived Forest Guardian, though the cause of his death is as unknown as the birth of Eritria. She started out looking like nothing more than a Mortal wolf, this is what she planned of course. Just another creature similar to those around her. She became their Alpha and ruled for many generations. As the wolf population began to increase the wolves started forming more packs. Thus, Eritria became a chieftain of the three packs, an over seer of the packs. A peace keeper of the valley, and so she was named Peace Keeper.
Slowly she started showing up to pack meeting less and less until she was merely forgot about. The Alphas of the, now seven, packs assumed she had died. Eritria watched as her packs grew and thrived, expanding peacefully. It wasn’t until a harsh and never ending winter when she would appear once more.
Her name was now long forgot, but her legends still filled the heads of many young wolves and pups. During this harsh unforgiving winter, the elk herds had not passed through the valley like they did every year before winter struck. The wolves waited and waited long after the blizzards began. Still nothing. Eritria watched as her wolves began to starve and she felt their pain...
There's actually a lot more to the Example because I typed a ton by accident, but I deleted most of it. But it's done now!
Saphira's Cave wrote:Name: Kazaya (Zaya)
Cat Species: Tiger
Island or Foreign Cat: Island
Background (optional): After losing her parents shortly after her cold March birth, Kazaya was adopted by a saber toothed tiger that had lost a cub to the same cold. She grew up strong and wild, learning all the ways of the forest as she aged.
Personality (optional): Zaya is usually a very calm, friendly, and caring creature but she isn't one to be pushed around. If she, or someone she cares about, is threatened, she is ferocious and is highly skilled when it comes to fighting or anything else that involves her claws and teeth against someone or something, such as hunting.
Distinct Features (optional): Zaya's fur is extremely thick and her overall body structure is entirely lean and muscular. Her coat is a vibrant orange-gold in the summer months and a beautiful snowy white with dark black stripes in winter.
Semi-Literate Example: High in a mountainside cave, an enormous figure slowly rose and moved towards the entrance, patiently waiting for the first rays of dawn light to show themselves on the horizon. As the form stood on the cliff's edge, it gazed out over the sleeping land below and smiled slightly, showing gleaming ivory teeth even in the dark. When the sun finally began to peak over the valley, the form was revealed to be an emerald dragoness of immense strength and striking beauty. Her every scale glinted radiantly in the suns brilliance and her eyes shone with joy at the new day.
After a few moments of peaceful happiness, she opened her maw and released a powerful bellow of such volume that it shook the trees of the forest below and caused several rocks to cascade down the mountain, bouncing and careening down the side until they finally disappeared in amongst the trees. At the end of her majestic call, her jaws snapped closed and, without hesitation, she leapt from the cliff, beating the air with her massive wings and soaring into the sky as easily as a fish swam through the water. When she felt she had reached a suitable height, she pulled her wings tight to her side and plummeted towards the ground in a magnificent spiral, releasing a stream of flames as she fell and laughing quietly as they ran along her sides.
Spirit's Cry wrote:Name: Rylinn
Cat Species: Saber-Tooth Tiger
Island or Foreign Cat: Island
Personality (optional): Sly, secretive, keeps to herself, tenacious, and occasionally reckless. The rest is to be brought out in the roleplay.
Distinct Features (optional): Mod Edit --Hotlinked + Nonstock Image/Link Removed--
Semi-Literate Example: Can our Dragon/Human War roleplay count as an example?
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