Post by zahara on Feb 9, 2011 8:50:00 GMT -5
ZAHARA
Art by Vekke of lionking.org, coloring by me. I know it says Spotty at the bottom but I've adapted it for my OC Zahara.
Art by Vekke of lionking.org, coloring by me. I know it says Spotty at the bottom but I've adapted it for my OC Zahara.
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the basics
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the basics
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name - Zahara
gender - Female
age - 4
species - Lion
homeland - Lowlands
rank - Adult
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and the rest
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and the rest
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quick description - Tan/Sandy colored lioness with dark circles around her pale brown eyes.
full description - Zahara is a dark tan or sand colored lioness, with a thin long body. Although thin in appearance she is lean rather than scrawny and once one takes a closer look her muscled physique are apparent under that rippling fur. Her legs are well muscles especially in the front from all the times she's had to pull herself out of the mud. Her underbelly is are a very dark ivory/cream color that is just a shade lighter than most other lions, contrasting with her already darker fur nicely. Her ears are covered on the inside with the same brownish black fur that rings her eyes. Her tail tuft and seems to share this coloring along with the five dots just below her right eye. The markings are actually an old scar that has long since healed into the peculiar mark that now resides there.
personality - Zahara is very much the adventurous and fun loving type, she's rarely serious unless she absolutely has to be and even then its hard for her to stay that way. Zahara may be a loner but she enjoys interacting with anyone she might run across in her wandering. When interacting with others she tends to be light hearted and playful but can often get others in trouble or put them in danger without meaning to. She's reckless and brash most of the time, just living in the moment and not thinking about her future since she knew it's not set in stone for her. Her desires are not complicated in nature, she simply just wants to live her life on the edge but at the same time she longs to find a place for herself.
Zahara is loyal to anyone she deems a friend, and to herself in that she doesn't often stray from her own path of thinking or feelings. If she feels something is right or that she should do something then she will regardless of how it might turn out in the end. She hasn't ever been one to follow rules or laws if they get in her way of doing something she deems necessary or that she wants to do. Sometimes she tends to run over others feelings without realizing it with her assertive and outspoken personality. She can't stand stability for too long and will often drift off without warning anyone no matter if she had connections there or not. This of course makes it hard for her to realize her dream of finding herself a place.
history - Zahara was one of three cubs born in her litter to two Vagrants. Her father and mother were a very attentive and loving towards their cubs, taking the time to give them each attention so that none of them felt left out. It was apparent early on that Zahara was the rambunctious one of the litter, she was always getting herself into trouble of some kind. If she wasn't getting into trouble she was usually trying to get away to go exploring and constantly caused her father and mother to worry unnecessarily. They weren't harsh in her punishments however so she kept her attitude and curious nature.
However one afternoon her usual exploring and trouble went horribly wrong. She had been playing by the river with her siblings, something expressly forbidden by her parents due to the dangers. She slipped in the mud and was swept downstream in the current, luckily she avoided any mortal injuries but she had been washed so far away that it wasn't likely she was going to find her parents again. Her family of course believed her to be dead, usually when a cub was dragged into the water they drowned or were bashed on the rocks to death. That was if the crocodiles didn't get them first. Zahara had been extremely lucky to have escaped alive.
The current had brought her down into the lowlands and so the little lion wandered the lands in utter despair for a few days. When that subsided she managed to pick up her more curious nature as solace and sought to explore the lands she had been brought to. After days of wandering when she was exhausted and starving she simply laid down near a mudhole to give up. She was sure it was her death when she heard other animals approaching, it was probably some other predator ready to tear her apart.
Fortunately for her that predator turned out to be a member of the lowlands pride who brought the poor cub back to the pride. Zahara was nursed back to health but despite latching onto her rescuer or another lion to take care of her she became an independent little cub. She learned from the entire pride instead of just one member and was eager to be able to take care of herself. She grew to be a pretty but wily lioness with a knack for getting in trouble and speaking her mind but who was a fierce protector of the pride who'd saved her and taken her in.
other - All of the other lions in her bio are open to be played. I'm not picky on who takes them but if you want to just let me know.
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what about yourself
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who are you - Mare (Zahara is my screen name though.)
roleplay example - Sandy gold fur rippled over taut muscles as the lioness crouched in the brush of the lowlands. Her eyes were fixed firmly on something distance and her claws clutched at the ear gently in preparation for a spring she knew would come soon. A grin graced her muzzle when he prey was close and then she sprang, instead of the expected roar she yelled out "Boo" sending a bunch of squealing and rolling cubs away from her. She straightened herself and sat down on her haunches with a cheeky smile. The cubs were giggling and heading her way before tackling her and bringing her to the ground of her own accord, they climbed along her body and once took her ear in his mouth tugging on it.
"You get us every time Zahara, how did you get so good at this game?" a lighter cub asked plopping between her ears to bunch her fur down into her face giving her eyes a frowning look that contrasted with the grin. "Don't you know my favorite sport is cub stalking, the smaller ones are tender" she growled and rolled over grabbing one of the cubs and licking the side of his face to cause the fur to stick straight up. "YUCK!" the cub yelped and squirmed from her grip and slide onto the ground padding away from her and pawing at his now damp fur. The others giggled at him and crawled back along the female lioness who seemed unperturbed by their climbing.
Calls from mothers however soon had them running off with yells of good bye at her. She stood to her feet and yawned stretching before searching around, now what exactly was she supposed to do? Standing around wasn't acceptable for her, perhaps she could go bug their fearless leader. Yes that sounded like an excellent idea.