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Pretty much done with the design...May edit slightly but for now I'm happy with it ^-^
I really love this design so I hope you do too c:

Name: Kazen (kay-zen)
Age (at most 200 years): 94
Gender: Male
Antler type: Addax
Marking Types: Jaguar, Tiger,
Region: Central
Rank: Hunter
Parents: Deceased
Personality: Kazen is a very energetic and tactical Isnaroh. He's fun-loving and loyal as well as a strong leader. He is young but very strong and intelligent; even wise at times and very philosophical. Kazen is very caring but like most animals he has the side of him that is a warrior and fighter. Protector and defender of his loved ones. He's sympathetic and will almost always show mercy. But get on his bad side and the crows will be circling you by morning. Kazen may be a hunter but has watched the defender trainee's lessons more than once in his spare time. He will always be the one who works a little harder and searches more that little bit more prey.
Story: Kazen looked out across his Pack, eyes darting to every member in turn. He wondered if it would ever stop...The flashes of that night. The screams. The howls. The blood...He remembered it so clearly. Kazen had, on more than one occasion, wondered if other Isnaroh remembered things to vividly. It could just be that he was so alive that night.
He sighed and pawed the ground in frustration. He wasn't usually like this...But his memories hit him sometimes and he always needed a few minutes to recover. So clear...
Kazen was walking along the beach of a river, two of his fellow to-bes beside him, chatting about random and unimportant things. Then something bright caught his eyes in the sand; a few very hard and rather sharp amber stones. He cocked his head to the side and stopped walking. Then Kazen's eyes lit up as he got an amazing idea.
"Guys! I just got an idea."
They looked at him curiously, egging him on.
"You see these stones?" They nodded. "I want to put a few in my horns. Their hard and sharp enough!"
Their eyes lit up too at the idea and they pulled very cheeky-wolfy smiles.
After a bit of pushing and picking and placing they were in; and might I add, looking very hansom in his horns.
Kazen, feeling pleased and content, continued in his walk with his friends.
That's when the first howl was heard.
It was heard long and clear and horrible. Full of fear and pain.
They looked at each other for only a second before sprinting back in the direction of their camp...
Kazen shivered, disturbed.
He remembered how the cry had been a mothers..His mothers...Maimed by a Sorith.
He remembered how only 3 months later had been killed in battle.
He remembered how empty he had felt, being an only pup and now with no family left alive.
Another sigh escaped his mouth.
Kazen looked up from the ground, tossing his head quickly to clear it, hearing the familiar clinking sound of his jewels on their strings and feeling the slight, almost unnoticeable, feeling of the amber stones still embedded in his twisting horns.
He smiled slightly, the corner of his mouth turning up.
Things were bad then...But now things were better.
He was a hunter and a loyal member of his pack.
Kazen sniffed and walked into the midst of the Pack...

3 Facts On Isnaroh
•They are intelligent like humans
•Isnaroh will not wear bones (they consider it an insult to their prey)
•Female Isnaroh will also have antlers, unlike real deer, elk ect., but they are often smaller than a males antlers.