Post by Neko on Jan 5, 2007 18:52:25 GMT -5
Name:
Neko
Species:
Lion
Gender:
Lioness
Homeland:
Pridlands
Personality:
Neko is a fighter. She dosent back down from a fight, and isent hesitant to defend her homeland. She enjoys hanging arond with her friends, and loves to help raise the cubs. Neko enjoys laying in the sun, but often cant it long anough to lougne with her friends. She also enjoys swiming, unlike most other lions. She also enjoys taunting other animals, and has lead her in to so bad situations in te past. Neko always is willing to help her family, and always does what she belives is right. She is a quick thinker and fast runner, makeing her great at hunting and fighting. She has a soft spot for cubs, even ones not in her own family. This has gotten her in to trouble quit a few times in the past. Neko isent the kind of lioness to lounge around all day, she can barely ever sit stll, and always has energy to burn.
Apperance:
Neko looks like most other lions, with light tan fur, long claws and sharp teeth. But she has a leaner body then most, and long legs. Her tail is avrage lengh and has a small dark red spot on the tip of it. The tips of each ear are a dark silver and her eyes are a bright shade of Blue and they seem to hold secrets of her past. She as a small whit spot on her chest, and a few barly visible lighter tan strips on her shoulders. Her claws are sharp and she as storng jaws. On the left side of her check, she has a lightening bolt shaped scar runing down it from a fight withan outlander. ONe of Neko's front paws is a bit twisted from an incadent long ago when she was cub, but it dosent bother her much unless its raining, then it gets stiff and achs. Neko has a small slash of light red on her legs makeing it seem like there glwoing.
Histroy:
Neko's life is diffrent from the average lions. She was born in to a small pride that wondered the lands, haveing now real home to live in, Neko found it hard. Her small pride was made up only of her Mother, her Father, and her Brother and Sister. Life was hard for them, and they usauly ad to scavange for there food, seeing that it was hard for just her parents to bring down large prey. When Neko was almost a year old, she was out hunting with he family. They were after a herd of water buffalo, (they decided they could hunt the water buffolo because the cubs were old anough to hunt) THey had picked out an old male, and were bringing him to his knees, when the herd decided to to try to rescue the bull. Neko ad her family scattere as the buffolo herd charged. Neko was to frightened to look were she was going, and she only stoped when she was out of breath, by then though, she had already long gone from where he family had been. SHe stayed where she was, at a small cluster of trees, untill night came. SHe found her way back to where her family had hunted, only to find tem gone. Neko never found them again, but her luck changed when she happened to stumble on the pride lands not but a few days later. SHe was welcomed in, and has been a member of the pride ever sence.
RPG Example:
The african sun rose slowly in to the clear sky. In the distance, mountians rose from the ground, there peaks surronded in clouds. A mighty river sewpt through the land, a few trees and rocks scattered around near its shores. Here and there a crocadile of two lay in the sun, there gping jaws wide open as they lounged.
From beind some trees, a pair of fierce light blue eyes sewpt over the croc's bulky forms, studing them closly. Neko walked cautiously awya from the trees, stoping every few paw steps as she made her way to the river. She new the crocidiles could spring in to acion faster then a fleeing gazle. Finaly, Neko's paws touched the cool water, her claws sinking lightly in to the ozing mud. She bent her head, and lapped up a few large moulthfuls of water, it soothed her parched throat.
Neko suddenly raised her head as she hed the apporch of of many hooves. Se spoted the water buffolo just in time as they chared towards the river's bank. Neko bolted from the water's edge and raced towards the trees. There, she stoped and turned to watch. Most of the buffolo were drinking, but a few of the older cows and bulls were watching her, but they to soon turned and began to drink. Neko deicded silently it was time to go, she knew when it was to dangerous to sick around. Padding silently from the river, Neko dissipeared in to te african savanha.