Post by ~Arina~ on Apr 22, 2011 14:12:49 GMT -5
My Outside
Name: Arina
Age: 3 years
Gender: Female
Order: Bengal Tiger
Clan: None, Loner
My Inside
Eye color: Yellow
Pelt color: Reddish/orange with black stripes
Description/Picture:
www.flickr.com/photos/62555868
Likes:
- Hunting
- Sun bathing
- Swimming
- Running
Dislikes:
- Other's treating her as if she can't care, or hunt for herself
- Controlling people
- Bullies
- Rain
Personality:
Arina is a cub in a adults body, she loves to play and have fun. She loves to explore and pretend she is on a great adventure, sometimes she’s too curious and finds herself in trouble. But she really is a sweet cat, she just finds trouble...or more like trouble finds her. Arina is nice to everyone, she likes to makes friends that way she can also have a play mate. But even when she’s friendly and care free cat she also knows how to care for herself.
She taught herself to hunt and fight when her mother was killed. She hates when someone tries to do everything for her, hunt, fight for her. She hates it when someone treats her if she is fragile or in capable of taking care of herself because she’s a female. Or because she’s small, she might be small but she was agile and had powerful bite. Arina is far from helpless, this cat could hold her own in a fight, and on a hunt.
My History
Birth clan:None
Family: Bai-Mother-Deceased
Brother-unknown
Brother-deceased
Brother-unknown
Sister-unknown
History:
Arina was born to her Mother out of a litter of three plus she had two older cubs so that made five cubs for Arina’s mother. The older two were only a year and they were more like the protectors of the cubs. See Arina’s mother was sick, her father came and went as he blessed to be honest Arina had only met her father twice. Once when she was born so he could expect what the litter was and then when he was saving her and her siblings but that was another story.
For most of her young life Arina had it pretty good, lots of siblings to play with, a loving mother who protected them all even when her father never showed up. Her mother told her he kept watch over them, she knew that much because she could sense him close, and sometimes caught glimpses. But it was as if he was afraid to be a father, to get close and feel something for them, he showed how much he cared when he saved her and her siblings from the lions that panthers that attacked them. Her mother had been hunting for them, while she was gone two cougar’s came and was sniffing around eventually they’d found what they had been looking for.
They tried to snatch the cups up, but they were all the way back in the small cave their mother put them in, and they were told not to move. The opening was to small for the cougars to get in, Arina’s mother came back and tried to scare off, or fight off the cougars but there was two of them and one of her.
After her mother was killed, her sire had finally shown up he killed one cougar and injured another. He tried to hide Arina’s mother’s body but she saw, all the cubs knew what happened and for once their father showed he cared. he took over caring for the cubs until they were old enough to go out on their own, Arina left her siblings and father when she was one. She still see’s them from time to time but mostly she sticks to herself, hunting and caring for herself. She had learned the basic skills long before her mother died so she doesn’t need a male to care for her.
