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ｓｏｍｅｔｉｍｅｓ ｂｙ ｌｏｓｉｎｇ ａ ｂａｔｔｌｅ ｙｏｕ ｆｉｎｄ ａ ｎｅｗ ｗａｙ ｔｏ ｗｉｎ ｔｈｅ ｗａｒ Warrior.

Ｃ Ｉ Ｂ Ｏ Ｒ

• Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ •

Cibor is

• Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ •

Cibor was born in a tribe with his parents and sister. His father was cheif, and very proud. He always had wanted Cibor to follow in his paw steps, though he didn't want to. Cibor wanted to be a Warrior more than anything, and be able to fight to save his friends and family. He knew he would either win or die trying. He didn't have a choice though, really, and thats why his sister was so special to him. when they were younger, they would play warriors, and when older, they could talk about things, and she would comfort him. When she left all she left behind was bitter hatred, even more so because she took mother with her. Cibor had been left with his least favorite dragon. It was only a small comfort when his mother returned, for she had left his closest friend behind. He grew up training to be as his father had promised; the leader.

It had been a late evening, when he was practicing his blue jewel above a waterfall. A great eagle flew over his head and knocked him of balance. Stones crumbled as he lost footing and fell. The brown dragon had fallen down, down, down, falling too fast to use his wings. He landed on a jagged rock and split his wing open. He had gotten stitches up the bone to keep the skin together, but he was a wobbly flyer and had developed Acrophobia. His father instantly classed him as a coward and said he was 'at no use to him anymore.' The fall had hurt but not nearly as much as those words. Though it had made him sad, the wound healed and after he began to accept that his father never really loved him for who he was.

Cibor started a new training; warrior. His father didn't believe he was good enough for chief now, and he was glad. He trained extra hard and every day to make up for his absents and broken wing. Soon he was top of the pack. His father felt a bit of regret seeing how he managed, but didnt say anything. He didnt like him, but it would be good to have someone to boast about. Time passed and now Cibor is a fully-grown warrior. He has no interest in Ebony or his father, and only works to protect and serve his tribe.
Just like it always should have been.

[peppermintleo]

Reserved!

[Rockpelt]

Dhaifu
Pronounced hi-fu.

[InuImori]

so pretty but good luck to all!

~dropped out

[rottenmutt]

【נυѕт α ℓσηє ωαяяισя...】
[Cunning][Vengeful][Wise][Outspoken]

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ＺＵＢＥＲＩ
It means 'a strong warrior'.
Nicknames;;
Zub or Ri.

ᴺᵒʷ ᵗᵉʳʳᵒʳ ᵇᵉᵍᶦᶰˢ ᶦᶰˢᶦᵈᵉ ᵃ ᵇᶫᵒᵒᵈᶫᵉˢˢ ᵛᵉᶦᶰ
ᴵ ʷᵃˢ ʲᵘˢᵗ ᵃ ᵖʳᵒᵈᵘᶜᵗ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵗʳᵉᵉᵗ ʸᵒᵘᵗʰ ʳᵃᵍᵉ
ᴮᵒʳᶰ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᶦˢ ʷᵒʳᶫᵈ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ᵛᵒᶦᶜᵉ ᵒʳ ˢᵃʸ
ᶜᵃᵘᵍʰᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵖᵒᵏᵉˢ ᵒᶠ ᵃᶰ ᵃᵇᵃᶰᵈᵒᶰᵉᵈ ᵇʳᵃᶦᶰ
ᴵ ᵏᶰᵉʷ ʸᵒᵘ ʷᵉᶫᶫ ᵇᵘᵗ ᵗʰᶦˢ ᵃᶦᶰ'ᵗ ᵃ ᵍᵃᵐᵉ
ᴮᶫᵒʷ ᵗʰᵉ ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉ ᶦᶰ ᵈᶦᵃᵐᵒᶰᵈ ˢʰᵃᵖᵉ
ᴰʸᶦᶰᵍ ᶦˢ ᵃ ᵍᶦᶠᵗ ˢᵒ ᶜᶫᵒˢᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵉʸᵉˢ ᵃᶰᵈ ʳᵉˢᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵖᵉᵃᶜᵉ

ʸᵒᵘ ᵗᵒᶫᵈ ᵐᵉ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵏ ᵃᵇᵒᵘᵗ ᶦᵗ, ʷᵉᶫᶫ ᴵ ᵈᶦᵈ
ᴺᵒʷ ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶰᶰᵃ ᶠᵉᵉᶫ ᵃ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍ ᵃᶰʸᵐᵒʳᵉ
ᴵ'ᵐ ᵗᶦʳᵉᵈ ᵒᶠ ᵇᵉᵍᵍᶦᶰᵍ ᶠᵒʳ ᵗʰᵉ ᵗʰᶦᶰᵍˢ ᵗʰᵃᵗ ᴵ ʷᵃᶰᵗ
ᴵ'ᵐ ᵒᵛᵉʳ ˢᶫᵉᵉᵖᶦᶰᵍ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵈᵒᵍ ᵒᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ᶠᶫᵒᵒʳ

ᴵᵐᵃᵍᶦᶰᵉ ᶫᶦᵛᶦᶰᵍ ᶫᶦᵏᵉ ᵃ ᵏᶦᶰᵍ ˢᵒᵐᵉᵈᵃʸ
ᴬ ˢᶦᶰᵍᶫᵉ ᶰᶦᵍʰᵗ ʷᶦᵗʰᵒᵘᵗ ᵃ ᵍʰᵒˢᵗ ᶦᶰ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵃᶫᶫˢ
ᵂᵉ ᵃʳᵉ ᵗʰᵉ ˢʰᵃᵈᵒʷˢ ˢᶜʳᵉᵃᵐᶦᶰᵍ ᵗᵃᵏᵉ ᵘˢ ᶰᵒʷ

【ｓｏｍｅ ｂａｓｉｃｓ】
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Now deep inside this boy there is a heart,one of pureness and love. But one yet to never be found again.
Zuberi is very closed off from the world.He likes to stick to himself and keep away from others.He isn't good with socializing or making friends. He has stuck to his own side since he was a kid and still does so.He is very cunning and wise.He is very smart for his age,he can be quite a trickster as well.He is agile and almost always lands on his feet.
Some may say he is outspoken as well. He says whats on his mind and his opinions. He is straightforward with it,whether it hurts someone or not hes not going to lie.

One of his hobbies is practice fighting and fishing.He loves to fish because its soothing and relaxing.He also loves to keep up with his fighting just in case it is ever needed in the coming future.

Likes;;
Fishing
Hunting
Nature
Nigh time
Catching fireflies
Fighting

Dislikes;;
flowers
sunlight
caves
water
fire


His past,something he doesn't like to share to often..
This brute is very closed up about his past.
Now here we go,step into his mind now lets go!

When I was a little kid I remember I use to be light and airy.My tribe and family took care of me,but soon enough a war broke out.My dad was taken away in this war and I had nothing left, and me were left to take care of our mother.When the tribe knew I was taking care of my mom and didn't go to war with the other brutes I was picked on and tormented. I was stepped on and walked all over. People took me for a loser,a pathetic loser.
But this was the final straws,this was it.
This was war!
As I took care of my mother and sister I would escape off on my own time and train everyday.I would be like my father one day,the chief. I would be strong and brave.I would practice my fighting skills and becoming more agile. I would jump off trees,swim,and run everyday.I would fight against trees and learn to dodge attacks better.
When the day came,i was ready to go.My eyes narrowed in hatred in greed now.
I entered the battle grounds and found my father. He was in shock and he got hit with something in his face and fell to the ground.I was shocked and i became enraged.Seeing a warrior of the enemy.I raced at him and he swiped across me and kept trying to hit me.I slid away from him and whacked him with my tail.I ran more onto the battle field ad attacked more.My skills were paying off,I took down at least 4 of their men when I felt something hit me over the head,i passed out where I was standing.I opened my eyes again and saw my mother staring at me,then a another girl I didn't recognize. I jumped back asking where my dad was.My mother frowned telling me she didn't know if he made it or not. She told me the other girl JMD was my sister.I narrowed my eyes.She left us in time of war and when we needed help.Nobody knows i dream about ripping her apart.She couldn't even be my sister,i don't remember anything about her.I didn't recognize anything about this girl. I felt pity for her,she looked so vibrant and colorful.It hurt my eyes a little bit. I felt like my heart was on fire. I felt like a tidal wave washed over me,the war was over,and my father was gone. And now there is this girl claiming to be my sister. I felt like vultures were circling over my head,i felt taken granted of. I didn't like this.I always will have hate for this for this female named 'Ebony'...

[∅blivi∅n]

bump

[∅blivi∅n]

End date has been set for June 26.

[∅blivi∅n]

OK is anyone actually done with their form? Cuz this should have ended a while ago and I cant judge if no one has a completed form...

[rottenmutt]

I finished.c:

[Bell.]

;; “Hello. I'm Kodiak. You can call me that, or you can call me Kodi, if you want. I don't blame you, most people don't remember Kodiak anyways. I can be quite snappy at times. I've been through quite a lot, you know. I'm not very social, so I spend most of my time alone. I'm not very good at making friends, either. I think of myself as quite strong, and pretty quick, as well. I can be very stubborn I spend most of my time outdoors, as I am a naturey guy. I can be pretty verbal if you know what I mean. I can generally stay calm and keep my cool, but sometimes I snap. That's not a pretty sight. I am pretty sweet, though. I am definitely a warrior.”

;;“ I was born an only child. My mother is french artist, and my father is chief of the tribe. When my father retires, I believe that I will become chief. That its my destiny. Though, it might not happen. Back when I was just little, There was an incident. I was playing around with a pine cone, and there was a torch. The torch was lit, and the pine cone rolled past the torch. So I jumped for it, hitting the torch. The torch hit a tent that it was near, setting the tent on fire. There was some sort of ceremony inside, so it wasn't pretty. The tent now up in flames, the Jmd's in it were rushing out, I set off to run. As I did, I realized that there was some sort of string, that was caught on my leg. The tent started to fall. I couldn't go anywhere so I started to yell. The tent fell on the foot that I couldn't move, so it burned. My father cam bolting my way, seeing that I was in tears. He cut the string, or whatever it was, and carried me away. The fire had spread, so most of the territory was ruined. It quickly got re built, though. I've always had a scar on my paw now. Everyone says how it's a great honour to become chief. But I don't know. I kinda want to be free. To control my own life. My own choices. I guess I kinda want to be chief though.”

;; “I might- I mean- Yes I have a crush. I have a crush on Mei....
I like, earth, hunting (sometimes), the tribe, and swimming.”
Form help from last breath. I know he has a sister, he just doesn't remember her.