Post by Alister on Jul 13, 2012 13:43:25 GMT -8
Alister
Species: Barbary White Lion
Gender: Male
Age: 4 1/2 years old
Appearence: Alister is a huge lion. His muscles are large, due to many tirless days of workouts, and ripple under his pelt every time he moves. His eyes are a beautiful shade of light blue, white white flecks that look as if clouds are floating in his eyes. His claws are long, extemely long for a lion, with sharp razor-like points that he sharpents on rock evey day. His teeth are suprisingly white for a lion as well.
Likes: A clean pelt, water, swimming, hunting (
), running, wind, sun, females, working out, and fighting.
Dislikes: A dirty pelt, bigger animals than him, regular lions, too many males around him at once, thorns, droughts, and cold weather.
Strengths: Hunting, fighting, muscle building (^^), cleaning, and getting his way reasonably.
Weaknesses: Letting his guard down, staying quiet, and flirting (sometimes).
Fears: Being over ruled, turning into a Silenced by acident.
Goals: Getting the perfect white lioness mate (*hint hint*), have white cubs, and staying in control.
Personality: Alister has an overall fair and good personality for a lion, since many can be very grumpy! He not the most outgoing, but will always start a conversation if need be. He almost never gets panicked and thinks things out before he does them, making him a good leader of sorts, but nonetheless natural. Although many male lions don't like to hunt, or are any good at it, Alister enjoys doing it, and usually brings down a good amount of prey when he finds it. Being a level headed lion (most of the time...) he can sometimes let his guard down and can be forgetful at times. When he was a cub, other lions made fun of him for his pelt, and has been very self-concious about his looks since then, and now always keeps his pelt rid of dirt, blood, and bugs.
History: Cub: Alister was first born a loner to an unknown and white father (only known my his mother) and a golden mother. She really was 'golden' due to her personlatiy towards others. She was always caring, and never gave up on keeping alive his other brother. His brother died a few months after birth to a never ending cough that eventually killed him. Leaving his brother, sister, and mother alone in a hole in the ground they called their den, they strived after that, not having to worry about a sick cub. From then on, his mother cold go out hunting everyday, almost care free. But soon, they were captured by poachers, and brought to a slaughter house. A few days later, police investigated, and closed it down, not knowing where else to put the lions, except for an unknown island, almost untouched by humans.
Adolescent/Young Adult/High Felis: After he left his mother's care at the age of two, he forgot about his family altogethor. He didn't care about them anymore, so he diclined his sister's offer to travel with her. His sister had always made fun of him for his pelt, anyway. Turning his tail in the opposite direction of hers, he ran off to another place. It only took him about a half o year to find his domain. The plains. He instantly fell in love with the territory, and wanted to claim in as his own. Making his dominace clear to any other competators, he named his tribe Zarius, in honor of his unknown father's last name, which he took as his own. Now ruling the Zarius tribe for two years in his young life, he will never step down from his rank.
Rank: High Felis
Family: Zalius
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Relatives: (Message me if you want to be one.)
Other accounts: Vicious and Bunker.
Qualities paid for: White pelt (does blue eyes come with it?).
Questions or Comments: He needs a white lioness as a mate. All other females will be rejected by him! ^^
Species: Barbary White Lion
Gender: Male
Age: 4 1/2 years old
Appearence: Alister is a huge lion. His muscles are large, due to many tirless days of workouts, and ripple under his pelt every time he moves. His eyes are a beautiful shade of light blue, white white flecks that look as if clouds are floating in his eyes. His claws are long, extemely long for a lion, with sharp razor-like points that he sharpents on rock evey day. His teeth are suprisingly white for a lion as well.
Likes: A clean pelt, water, swimming, hunting (
), running, wind, sun, females, working out, and fighting.Dislikes: A dirty pelt, bigger animals than him, regular lions, too many males around him at once, thorns, droughts, and cold weather.
Strengths: Hunting, fighting, muscle building (^^), cleaning, and getting his way reasonably.
Weaknesses: Letting his guard down, staying quiet, and flirting (sometimes).
Fears: Being over ruled, turning into a Silenced by acident.
Goals: Getting the perfect white lioness mate (*hint hint*), have white cubs, and staying in control.
Personality: Alister has an overall fair and good personality for a lion, since many can be very grumpy! He not the most outgoing, but will always start a conversation if need be. He almost never gets panicked and thinks things out before he does them, making him a good leader of sorts, but nonetheless natural. Although many male lions don't like to hunt, or are any good at it, Alister enjoys doing it, and usually brings down a good amount of prey when he finds it. Being a level headed lion (most of the time...) he can sometimes let his guard down and can be forgetful at times. When he was a cub, other lions made fun of him for his pelt, and has been very self-concious about his looks since then, and now always keeps his pelt rid of dirt, blood, and bugs.
History: Cub: Alister was first born a loner to an unknown and white father (only known my his mother) and a golden mother. She really was 'golden' due to her personlatiy towards others. She was always caring, and never gave up on keeping alive his other brother. His brother died a few months after birth to a never ending cough that eventually killed him. Leaving his brother, sister, and mother alone in a hole in the ground they called their den, they strived after that, not having to worry about a sick cub. From then on, his mother cold go out hunting everyday, almost care free. But soon, they were captured by poachers, and brought to a slaughter house. A few days later, police investigated, and closed it down, not knowing where else to put the lions, except for an unknown island, almost untouched by humans.
Adolescent/Young Adult/High Felis: After he left his mother's care at the age of two, he forgot about his family altogethor. He didn't care about them anymore, so he diclined his sister's offer to travel with her. His sister had always made fun of him for his pelt, anyway. Turning his tail in the opposite direction of hers, he ran off to another place. It only took him about a half o year to find his domain. The plains. He instantly fell in love with the territory, and wanted to claim in as his own. Making his dominace clear to any other competators, he named his tribe Zarius, in honor of his unknown father's last name, which he took as his own. Now ruling the Zarius tribe for two years in his young life, he will never step down from his rank.
Rank: High Felis
Family: Zalius
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Relatives: (Message me if you want to be one.)
Other accounts: Vicious and Bunker.
Qualities paid for: White pelt (does blue eyes come with it?).
Questions or Comments: He needs a white lioness as a mate. All other females will be rejected by him! ^^