Post by Azhil on Aug 26, 2011 1:02:55 GMT -5
“I'm not perfect, but at least I won't give up.”
AZHIL
Nicknames: none
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years
Species: Lion
Homeland: the Lowlands
Rank: King
Quick Description: A pitch black lion with firey orange eyes.
Full Description:
Azhil is a tall, broad shouldered lion. His deep black body is long, as well as wide and his legs are muscular, and a smidgen shorter than average. This firey-eyed male took after his mother in looks. Azhil's under-areas along with his muzzle and toes are all dark gray, while his mane is a lighter medium gray color. This lion's small ears and wide nose are pink where the skin shows. Speaking of his muzzle and nose, Azhil has a small bit of under-bite. This means that his lower canines stick out over his lip a little bit, but it hardly shows. If his thick, muscular body, dark pelt, and firey orange eyes aren't the first things you see, then it'll be the tiny light gray cub that never leaves his side. Azhil and his sister, Laurlai, can only be separated in an emergency, like a battle. He even takes her hunting, although she never joins in.
Personality:
Determined: Azhil is a hard worker who is always looking for new opportunities to help others and make life a little easier on the lionesses in his pride. Once this large black male has his mind set on something, he'll do it even if it takes all season. Nothing is impossible to him as long as he seriously wants to do it.
Kind: Azhil is a kind hearted male who tries his best to be fair in all of his decisions. He's willing to take in those who need a safe place and will let anyone who proves trustworthy stay with his pride. He is often found entertaining any cubs that the lionesses couldn't keep track of and has a very fatherly glow to him.
Short Tempered: Dispite his kindness, Azhil is easy to anger or annoy and, while he refuses to lash out at the lionesses, he is not afraid to put challengers in their place. He won't hurt a cub or a lioness, but he won't take shiz eather. Fallow his rules or leave. That's all there is to it.
Goals: Azhil just wants to be the best leader and brother he can be.
History:
Azhil had come to the lowlands when he was a young teen. The black male had carried his tiny month old sister from very far away and the two were near death when they made it to safety. They were taken in by an older lioness who had lost her cubs. The lioness still had milk and happily let Laurilai suckle while Azhil learned to hunt. He had brought a new mouth to feed along with himself and this meant that the black lion had to work to help feed himself and his sister. No body knew much about what had happened to Azhil before he came to the pride, but the lionesses didn't mind much. They had taken a bit of a liking to him because of his willingness to work hard.
As Laurilai began to grow and enjoy her time outside of their adopted mother's den, Azhil did his best to play with her and work as well. As a result the two formed a strong bond, and Azhil found himself helping the other cubs in the pride when the lionesses needed a rest. The male's hard work paid off when the King before him, who had grown old and frail, had stepped down. The two had unknowingly been taken in and raised by the Queen. It was for this reason, and the fact that the lionesses thought fondly of the now grown lion, that h became the new king. Azhil still works hard and will sometimes sneak in a game with the cubs just to help himself relax. Laurilai is still always by his side, and he may be looking for a queen fairly soon.
Author Alias: I go by alot of things, Lai, Fire, Evy, Aussie, whatever you so wish to call me.
RP Experience: Good lord.....eh too long to remember
How You Found Us: Google be GAWD
RP Sample:
Squelch...shuck..splatter... All very fermilliar sounds to the large black feline that crept through the marshy lands, careful of patches of water which could often be belly deep. There were many things to look out for in these marshes. All around there were hardly visable patches of quicksand that would suck down anything heavy that stepped across it. "A-agh...Brother! Wait up!" The black lion looked behind him at the little light gray cub that was having problems climbing up a log. Azhil had to chuckle as he stepped over and picked his sister up and sat her infront of him. "There, now. We must hurry. If we miss another hunt, the Lionesses won't be happy with me."
The little cub blinked. "But you're the king! They can't do anything to you!" She humpfed and nodded.
Azhil chuckled. "They can too. Being king is about helping the ones who depend on you and always making the choice that is right for the others. If they decided that I wasn't a good king, the lionesses could kick me out and choose another king."
"They can really do that?" LauriLai shook the mud from her front paws and blinked, wide eyed. "They wouldn't, though, Right?"
"No. I work hard to keep them safe and protected." He answered kindly. "The lionesses won't kick us out. But we should still hurry." And with that, he snatched Lai up by the scruff and bounded off to catch up with the lionesses, saying nervous apologies as he sat his sister in the tall grass and dashed to where he was supposed to be.
uHH, cLICK PLEASE?
cLiCk Me, BrO: o)
