Post by Asaria on Jul 13, 2012 9:16:00 GMT -8
Asaria
Species:
Bengal Tiger
Gender:
Female
Age:
7 years of age
Appearence:
Asaria is a beautiful creature. Her stripes are pure white, and her fur a lovely golden color- one of the world's few golden tabby tigers. Her eyes are a shade of turquoise, matching perfectly with her pelt. Her claws are long, sharp, and unsheathe very quickly and easily. Her limbs are gracefully built, and have a good amount of muscle behind them. A long scar can be seen from Asaria's chest to her hind leg on her right side. Her hind left paw is pure white. Asaria's canines are long, even for a tiger, but they do not stick out of her mouth. Her right ear is torn, and a scar cat be seen from a clawmark that narrowly missed to her left eye. If you look underneath her fur, she also has some smaller scars.
Likes:
•Her Dynasty
•Loyalty
•Intelligence
•Common sense
•Water
Dislikes:
•Stupidity
•Large groups of humans
Strengths:
•Good at fighting
•Clever
•Good leader
•Can swim well
Weaknesses:
•Too easily suspicious
•Stubborn as a mule
•Gets her mind stuck on things
Fears:
•Failure
•Everyone thinking she's horrible
Goals:
•To be a good leader
Personality:
Asaria is a stubborn leader, but also a great, natural leader. She's clever, but also has a rather low self esteem. Her personality tends to depend on the situation, but she is not the kindest when she's irritated, can be a very minor hypocrite at times, and likes peace when she's not irritated. Her personality will develop.
History:
Asaria was born to a famous mother and father, both golden tabbies. She was stolen shortly after birth by humans, her mother's throat slit, the habitat at the zoo covered in blood. She had been sold in the black market, changing hands many times, cramped in a hard metal cage, until at the age of three months she was purchased for the final time and stuffed in a larger wooden box, next to a black panther named Shadar who she was separated from with a grate. He explained everything- that this was a traveling big cat fighting group, the first of its kind, and that it was traveling illegally across the country, stopping at many dogfighting rings to give the locals a different sort of show. Asaria was horrified.
Soon, at the next stop, Asaria was sent into the ring. People were bidding on her pelt, and when the gates were lifted and both felines were sent into the rink. She was fighting a powerful young cub, and no one expected her to survive. She barely missed death. It was a long battle, and in the end, the enemy died from blood loss. Asaria was healed, and three months later, she was thrown back into the ring. She fought many felines, some of which knew things other than cold metal, wood, death... She began longing to escape. She was a tiger- not meant to be social. But Asaria, as she interacted with others, began to enjoy company... And wishing she was wild, like some of the felines had once been.
Asaria was the star of the ring. She had a rare, beautiful appearance, and was an excellent fighter. She never lost a fight- mainly since her life depending on it. If she lost, she would die. At the age of four years, Asaria had just defeated the reigning champion of the ring when they came. Animal control, the police, even the CIA had come and completely shut down the catfighting. Asaria was seized, along with many others, and taken to an island. She was released, and relished her freedom, heading off towards the island's rainforest. She was thrilled, and soon proved her dominance over the rainforest. She has ruled over the Cheinaries family for two years now, and isn't planning on resigning any time soon.
Family:
Cheinaries
Mate:
Will get one.
Offspring:
None yet.
Relatives:
None yet.
Other accounts:
You know.
Purchased items:
Golden tabby.
Questions or Comments:
None.
Species:
Bengal Tiger
Gender:
Female
Age:
7 years of age
Appearence:
Asaria is a beautiful creature. Her stripes are pure white, and her fur a lovely golden color- one of the world's few golden tabby tigers. Her eyes are a shade of turquoise, matching perfectly with her pelt. Her claws are long, sharp, and unsheathe very quickly and easily. Her limbs are gracefully built, and have a good amount of muscle behind them. A long scar can be seen from Asaria's chest to her hind leg on her right side. Her hind left paw is pure white. Asaria's canines are long, even for a tiger, but they do not stick out of her mouth. Her right ear is torn, and a scar cat be seen from a clawmark that narrowly missed to her left eye. If you look underneath her fur, she also has some smaller scars.
Likes:
•Her Dynasty
•Loyalty
•Intelligence
•Common sense
•Water
Dislikes:
•Stupidity
•Large groups of humans
Strengths:
•Good at fighting
•Clever
•Good leader
•Can swim well
Weaknesses:
•Too easily suspicious
•Stubborn as a mule
•Gets her mind stuck on things
Fears:
•Failure
•Everyone thinking she's horrible
Goals:
•To be a good leader
Personality:
Asaria is a stubborn leader, but also a great, natural leader. She's clever, but also has a rather low self esteem. Her personality tends to depend on the situation, but she is not the kindest when she's irritated, can be a very minor hypocrite at times, and likes peace when she's not irritated. Her personality will develop.
History:
Asaria was born to a famous mother and father, both golden tabbies. She was stolen shortly after birth by humans, her mother's throat slit, the habitat at the zoo covered in blood. She had been sold in the black market, changing hands many times, cramped in a hard metal cage, until at the age of three months she was purchased for the final time and stuffed in a larger wooden box, next to a black panther named Shadar who she was separated from with a grate. He explained everything- that this was a traveling big cat fighting group, the first of its kind, and that it was traveling illegally across the country, stopping at many dogfighting rings to give the locals a different sort of show. Asaria was horrified.
Soon, at the next stop, Asaria was sent into the ring. People were bidding on her pelt, and when the gates were lifted and both felines were sent into the rink. She was fighting a powerful young cub, and no one expected her to survive. She barely missed death. It was a long battle, and in the end, the enemy died from blood loss. Asaria was healed, and three months later, she was thrown back into the ring. She fought many felines, some of which knew things other than cold metal, wood, death... She began longing to escape. She was a tiger- not meant to be social. But Asaria, as she interacted with others, began to enjoy company... And wishing she was wild, like some of the felines had once been.
Asaria was the star of the ring. She had a rare, beautiful appearance, and was an excellent fighter. She never lost a fight- mainly since her life depending on it. If she lost, she would die. At the age of four years, Asaria had just defeated the reigning champion of the ring when they came. Animal control, the police, even the CIA had come and completely shut down the catfighting. Asaria was seized, along with many others, and taken to an island. She was released, and relished her freedom, heading off towards the island's rainforest. She was thrilled, and soon proved her dominance over the rainforest. She has ruled over the Cheinaries family for two years now, and isn't planning on resigning any time soon.
Family:
Cheinaries
Mate:
Will get one.
Offspring:
None yet.
Relatives:
None yet.
Other accounts:
You know.
Purchased items:
Golden tabby.
Questions or Comments:
None.