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~Just.Peachy~ wrote:Name:
Sarabi <3
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Sarabi is a quiet, respectful, almost timid litle thing. She is almost afraid to speak sometimes, but almost always manages to overcome her fears. She has a very strong fondness for cubs and loves to care for them, even just to be around them makes her happy; anything to make their day a little brighter, she'll do it. I guess this is how she makes up for being forgotten as a cub :C Sarabi hardly ever lets her past get in her way, though; because "the present is a gift, and the past is forgotten" in her words. This little mantra also explains her strong belief in second, and third, chances. Being very wise and un-judgemental, Sarabi is often the one others come to seeking advice; her mothering instinct and caring for others really kicks in. When the ones she loves are in danger, Sarabi will stop at nothing to make them safe again.
Story:
My heart felt as if it was ready to beat right out of my chest.
I had been running for hours, still desperately searching for the thief that made off with the young cub even though it was long gone by now. After all, I escaped my enclosure and came too far to not get him back safe under my protection. No cub is about to go missing forever on my watch! It just....couldn't </3
The scent! I remembered. Though I could no longer see or hear the thief, I could still pick up his faint trail. Smells like carrion, I thought in disgust. How could someone, even if it is a mindless human, do this to the cub? Take it away from the only family it has....me. After my sister, the cub's mother, was captured and killed for her valuable saber fangs, I was left the only living relative.
I roared and snarled in frustration! It echoed off the endless trees and boulders- the thief knows I'm coming. Now, normally I am an incredibly passive sabre; but it's pushing the line when you mess with a cub, and I am about to lose it. Theanger mixed with anguish just pushed me to run faster. The moment I see that monster, I thought savagely, Thefaster I can tear my claws into his throat! And my baby Meku will be safe again!
I lunged over the huge boulders that stood in my path. Absolutely nothing would stop me now; I had a surge of hope as I could finally hear the human clumsily and incredibly slowly crashing through the woods. The moron had absolutely no idea I was this close; probably thought I was too stupid to even follow, what with his sharp weapons and firing machines. But nothing will separate me from my cub, and if he tries to stop me then I will end his pathetic life.
With a furious snarl, I pounced upon his back after propeling myself forward off the face of a boulder. He instantly fell to the ground. I heard a sickening snap that told me he wouldn't be getting up any time soon. The hard packed snow crunched under my delicate paw pads, freezing them with pain I refused to feel. I slowly stalked around the human, sniffing and closely listening for a sign of life. He was breathing, but unconscious. I...I could kill him now, and make him pay.
But no, I thought. I'm above killing a being, even a murderous human, because of one mistake. With that, I decided to simply teach this monster a lesson; instead of killing him, I gifted him a great scar-two lines that trail up his arm from his hand, and one on his face, directly through his eye. Now he shall have to be careful with what he touches, and whom it belongs to, and learn to watch his surroundings. The scars I granted him resemble this, and he now has a permanent reminder from me. Hopefully, I thought, I'll never have to deal with any of his kind again.
I took my dear little Meku, terrified with shock, by the scruff of his neck and wandered around this uncharted, frozen territory for a new home- different from the zoos and labs we had known before.
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