Post by Kizkitza on Aug 7, 2009 16:15:15 GMT -5
Name: Kizkitza
Allegiance: Pridelands, a loner if possible.
Nicknames: Kitza
Age: Two and a half years.
Gender: Female
Species: Lion
Appearance: Slender, sort of abnormally small build that's wider toward the hips. Defined jaw, big eyes with dark eyelashes, pink nose with a black dot of pigment on it. The fur at the top of her head is usually a bit ruffled.
Eye Colour: Green.
Fur Colour: Copper.
Markings/other: Warm beige chest, maw and stomach, russet auburn red around the eyes, paws and the tip of her tail. There's a tear in her left ear from the vultures mentioned below.
History: As the runt of all of the cubs in her former pride, she was picked on and ignored. She wandered off from her pride out of curiosity and ended up starving in the middle of a land she wasn't familiar with. Weary, she fell down into the hot terrain, where the vultures began to pick at her. She mustered up enough energy to kill one and scare the others away. Lost, she continued to wander the savanna, coming to like a peaceful existance.
Personality: Peaceful, calm, free-spirited. Intelligent and philosophical. It takes a lot to get her mad, but when it happens, she has an awful temper. She doesn't believe in regrets. She tends to worry. Kitza respects everyone unless they give her a good reason not to. She's got a Rastafari sort of vibe to her. Walks proudly and holds her head high, but stays away from others because she's simply seeking peace.
Other information: I've been roleplaying for seven years, just to put that out there.
Allegiance: Pridelands, a loner if possible.
Nicknames: Kitza
Age: Two and a half years.
Gender: Female
Species: Lion
Appearance: Slender, sort of abnormally small build that's wider toward the hips. Defined jaw, big eyes with dark eyelashes, pink nose with a black dot of pigment on it. The fur at the top of her head is usually a bit ruffled.
Eye Colour: Green.
Fur Colour: Copper.
Markings/other: Warm beige chest, maw and stomach, russet auburn red around the eyes, paws and the tip of her tail. There's a tear in her left ear from the vultures mentioned below.
History: As the runt of all of the cubs in her former pride, she was picked on and ignored. She wandered off from her pride out of curiosity and ended up starving in the middle of a land she wasn't familiar with. Weary, she fell down into the hot terrain, where the vultures began to pick at her. She mustered up enough energy to kill one and scare the others away. Lost, she continued to wander the savanna, coming to like a peaceful existance.
Personality: Peaceful, calm, free-spirited. Intelligent and philosophical. It takes a lot to get her mad, but when it happens, she has an awful temper. She doesn't believe in regrets. She tends to worry. Kitza respects everyone unless they give her a good reason not to. She's got a Rastafari sort of vibe to her. Walks proudly and holds her head high, but stays away from others because she's simply seeking peace.
Other information: I've been roleplaying for seven years, just to put that out there.