Post by Tsuki on Apr 24, 2011 13:35:34 GMT -5
My Outside
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Name: Zunda
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Order: Tiger { Sumatran
Clan: Currently nomadic, but will eventually join the Array (ruler approval and all such things allowing, etc...)
My Inside
Eye color: With little to no digression from the basic genetics of a standard tiger, Zunda sports the mirky green-yellow shaded iris, though as no two tigers be alike, hers have a hint of grey banding through, turning muddy waters even darker.
Pelt color: Much like her eyes that lack the violent churning colors, Zunda's fur is also rather subdued when placed in comparison to her average cousin. There is no fluke, merely a difference of lifestyles that has allowed her fur to retain the darker red pigmentation better suited for dense forests as compared to the wheat-lightened oranges
Description/Picture:
The Sumatran tigers are, by nature, of slighter, slimmer build than their Bengal cousins. Zunda is yet again not immune to the laws of genetics, and is a rather petite tigress. Her shoulders are narrow and her back long, giving her a rather slinky-esque physique. She is short and rounded rather than squarely cut, so she lacks the brute force of a larger cat, but makes up for it in being above averagely limber.
Likes:
- Exploring
- Asking questions
- Constantly moving
Dislikes:
- Being called nosey
- Being stuck with party-poopers (like Ren)
- Being told to sit still
Personality: Zunda is an overly curious cat by nature, and has been since she was old enough to give thought to more than simple survival basics. She's constantly reminded of the adage ''curiosity killed the cat'' by those closest to her, but she rather feels that without her endless wonderings, she'd die much quicker. Politically, she likes to claim that she's neutral -- neither a conformist nor a rebel, but fails to notice that she'll almost always root for the under-dog. She's chatty, once you get her started, and prefers to keep her train of conversations rather light -- philosophy is in its own right, a form of politics after all. Despite this, she is intelligent, and more than willing to utilize her wits against a mouthy foe. She is generally one to go to if you're looking for black-mail material simply due to the fact that she enjoys learning what makes others squirm and isn't against sharing the information if it's for the ''greater good''. Social, when with a select few, she can seem somewhat clingy, but she'd be the first to say upfront that she's afraid of being left behind because she got distracted playing with something odd or mundane.
My History
Birth clan: None, born to a nomadic mother.
Family: Talim {mother; estranged}, Nimore {Brother;deceased}
History: Zunda was born in the height of the rainy season, in a small litter of only two cubs, to a strong and healthy mother. The three, though strained at times, created an efficient family unit that enabled the cubs to survive the milestone of their first year. At a year and a half, their mother began to distance herself from her young, though sure to remain in the territory should a true crisis emerge. Depending only on one another, the bond between Nimore and Zunda grew, despite knowing that nature would dictate that they separate in another half a year. They were, for the most part, content with their life. There was plenty of food and the territory remained relatively undisturbed as their mother had claimed the narrow strip quite some time ago and few were desperate enough to make a fuss over a scrap of land as small as theirs. At the mark of their second year, an unforgettable disturbance brought disquiet to more than the small stretch of forest, and into their small family as a whole. Their mother had all but severed ties completely with her children, until recently, when she had joined forces and clung to them like a glove at all hours of the day. She gave no explanation, and, happy to be a complete family again, neither of the adolescents asked any questions - though they were certainly curious - about her strange behavior. It didn't take much longer for them to pick up on the new scent that overpowered even the scent of fresh pray. A new male. It was this new male that drove their family apart. Young, at his youthful prime and determined to make a name for himself, he had laid his sights on the small piece of land occupied by the nomadic family. Despite her valiant efforts, he claimed Talim as his own, before the setting his sights likewise on Zunda. Still rather young, Zunda was more than a bit oblivious to troubles that marked the path before her, and Nimore took it upon himself to protect her. The battle was unexpected, and unexpectedly gruesome -- her brother hadn't stood a chance, and the rivaling male had been sure to make him aware of it in a slow death. Her mother beyond her reach and her brother in a state she wasn't keen on naming, she fled blindly. The male didn't care enough to chase her, and she didn't stop running until she literally came head to head with Umeko and Ren. Though the two siblings were hesitant to allow a stranger to transform their sisterly duo to a trio, Umeko took an instant liking to the inquisitive Zunda and insisted she join the ranks. She has been a member of this small unit for a year now, and while things aren't easy, they manage. [/font]
