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Duna
Jul 27, 2010 17:39:22 GMT -5
Post by Stella on Jul 27, 2010 17:39:22 GMT -5
Name:Duna Gender:male Breed:African lion Age:5
Appearance:Duna is a typical male lion. He has long flowing male, that has two mane colors. Its is long and flowy, the tawny is his mane blend in with the darker brown. His ears are just perfect on top of his large head, they are round and blend in to his mane just right. His eyes are a deep amber, always making him look mysterious and darker than he truly is. The male's body is just perfect, he has thick muscles all along his legs, chest, tail, claws, he is a perfectly build killing machine. Duna's whiskers are long, almost unseen, matching to the white around his muzzle. His nose is a pink color, many think of this as cute, Duna does not, it makes him feel stronger, why no one knows. His claws are huge, black in color, and one of the most sharpen nails you will ever see. Last but not least Duna's underbelly is a light almost white color, making it easier to blend in the hunt.
Eye Color:Amber Pelt Color:Tawny
Personality:Duna is a very serious male, he takes his role in the pride very well, he never kids around unless its with the cubs, he likes to tell stories. The male is a quiet one, not in sense of talking but in serenity, he is always calm, never a smile on his face unless something is to laugh about, not a frown on his face unless something is sad. Duna is unique you could say, but very treasured in his tribe. But you could always say he is strong, and independent. The male would never let some one in the pride lands unless they are here to stay, here to work for their place. Hunting, well that's not Duna's things, he believes in the females should feed the males and that the men should protect the home. But if hunting needs extra hands, he is there to help. And females, well Duna respects them very much, he is no player, a mate would be very nice yes, but he would never jump on a pride female like that. He also loves to lay al day under the sun, no one can stop him of that. The male could lay all day, sleeping, sunbathing, and telling stories to his little family.
Likes:
- Cubs
- fighting
- telling stories
Dislikes:
- Anger
- being hungry
- hot days
History:Duna was born in a small pride far from here.He was the only cub in that litter and his parents treasured him.The male grew fast and soon learned that They where called the Klitra pride. Also his uncle and aunt where the lead male and female. Duna was proud for the ranking of his Father and uncle, also hoping one day to be a large and important male. But as soon as the Duna turned three what was expected happened, his mane started to grow and as usual his uncle and dad had to chance him out of the pride for chances of Duna taking over their spot. Duna never understood the olden ways of the pride, he never wanted to be a lead male there, so he left soon to find his way. The male has been wondering about, looking for a mate, a new family. He has not fit in anywhere for now, he has even though of becoming a lead male, but nothing seems to go his way.
A few weeks after leaving, Duna finally found a pride, but that did not go well. The male there attacked, and Duna fought back. the day ended in tragedy, Duna had ripped his side, while the other male limped away. Duna did not know if he would ever find a pride, it seemed as if he was stuck to be a loner for ever. But he had hope, traveling again, Duna got well with in months. His mane now fully grown, he knew fights would happen, hopes would be crushed, but some day he would find a accepting pride.
Role Play Sample:short i know -.-
Duna heard paw steps, the lion coming by seemed tired, he knew it was Zulla, the familiar smell was sweet, he opened his eyes and smiled at her, she was talking, and Duna was listening. ''Well i did some marking this morning, even chased away a young male, he didnt want to join though, just steal our food". Duna had been a bit annoyed at that, if a lion had come in to the land he much rather preferred they join, not just come to steal. But younf Duna lashed his tail and looked on, trying to forget this morning, ''Is there food, im starving!?''. His eyes where sweet, and Duna believed in the traditional ways, females hunt and all, males protect, so he laid his head back down on to his large paws, his Mane lightly blowing in the breeze. Please tell me she would hunt. And when she smiled at him standing up Duna followed. ''I will help today''. The pride was small and finding food was hard with only two lions.
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Duna
Jul 28, 2010 14:09:10 GMT -5
Post by Arayn on Jul 28, 2010 14:09:10 GMT -5
Accepted
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