[Hobbit Geek]

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---Username: Hobbit Geek
---Name: Kronos

Kronos is a Greek mythology name.
He was the youngest of the titans,
and was their leader. That is until
he was overthrown by his son Zeus
and imprisoned in Tartarus.

---Gender: Male

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Element:

Rank:-----------------------------------------------------

Death:
How does one feel about death? Especially if you have the
ability to manipulate it to your will. Me? I simultaneously
feel terrified and excited every time I use my abilities. I
think a small part of me will always be that scared cub
Hyperion found, frightened of death and its capabilities
because of everything that’s happened. No matter how I
seem to take pleasure from using my element, a small part
of me is terrified I’ll lose everything I care about because
of what I could do and who I might become. And it has
taken a lot of time to bury that feeling deep down inside
myself, to push on and use this ability to its fullest extent
because I was taught to. To look and feel as I do when I
fight, because no matter where I go or how much I change,
I will never show the fear that comes along with death.

Warrior - Fighter:
When I first arrived at the pride, my combat skills were
tested to see if I would do well as a warrior and what rank
would best fit for me. Fighter seemed to be the obvious
choice, given how I was seen as a ruthless warrior who
wasn’t afraid to end a life if needed. However, my lack of
conscience made some feel uneasy with me being a
warrior and I spent the first couple years as a cub trainer.
I was never left alone with the cubs, there would always be
another cub trainer there to guide me or keep an eye on
me as I worked. I think that is what bothered me most
about that rank, not the cubs or the patience needed to
help guide them but the other cub trainers correcting me on
my methods. After about five years I officially joined the
warriors, in which time I had grown quite fond of cubs.

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Abilities:

►Crippled wounds:
With a single touch Kronos is able to give someone
crippling wounds, broken bones, and so much more. Not
all of these wounds are deadly, but that doesn’t make
them any less serious. If left untreated, they will most
likely infected or worse. Most all of these can easily be
treated by a healer, and will not take as much energy to use.

►Dead souls:
A simple ability where he is able to see the souls of the
lions who passed away, family or no. He is able to see
souls on any given day, but he can search for specific lions
such as his parents if he needs guidance. He is able to
block out seeing the dead if he isn’t in the mood to see
anyone, dead or alive.

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►Death grip:
A fast acting sickness or infection he spreads as he causes
or touches a wound. This can be deadly, thus the infected
lion must be taken to a healer immediately. If not they risk
death, scars, or even blindness.

►Death essence:
Similar to death grip, Death essence is a transparent mist
that he exhales during battle. If a lion breathes it in they
become sick or their wounds infected and they would
need to be taken to a healer.

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►Stolen life:
An ability where he steals the life source or energy from
another living being or plant to keep for himself. Stealing
the life source from a plant is most common for him to do,
as it is easy for him to simply walk across a field and leave
dead plants in his wake. Stealing energy from another lion
happens usually only in battle, and even then he only takes
enough energy that would leave the lion feeling weak
rather than dead.

►Death sentence:
An ability that kills a lion upon contact. Unlike stolen life,
he does not gain the lions energy and instead it drains him
more than any other ability. It can only be used a handful
of times per battle, otherwise he would be left weak and
defenseless.

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Personality:

Dedicated

"Devote (time, effort, or oneself) to a particular task or purpose."

Will all his faults, Kronos is a very dedicated lion. He takes any task set upon him with the upmost seriousness. If he has made it his goal to do as you ask without fail, you will find it is rare that he doesn’t succeed in his task. Not because of his talents, but because of his dedication to do his job until it is done right.

Reserved

"Slow to reveal emotion or opinions."

Kronos isn’t an easy nut to crack to say the least. For the most part, he keeps his emotions hidden from the world and shows them only to a few. He finds it hard to put into words his emotions or opinions. With Hyperion they were not needed, but with the pride they are more than allowed. He found this sudden change hard to adapt to and is unsure if he desires to change it.

Callous

"Showing or having an insensitive and cruel disregard for others."

Being raised with Hyperion, Kronos learned having pity for others is a waste of time. Pain is a natural part of life, you lose family, get hurt, betrayed, killed and so much more… He was trained to be numb to a majority of pain, specifically the pain of others or his own pain. It was believed to make him a better warrior, and thus he has adapted this philosophy to his life.

Sadistic

"Deriving pleasure from inflicting pain, suffering, or humiliation on others."

To go along with being Callous, Kronos has a very sadistic nature. While he isn’t likely to go out of his way to hurt someone on a daily basis, he has an eerie pleasure that comes from fighting, arguing or upsetting someone in general. This has made some lions feel uncomfortable around him.

Resourceful

"Having the ability to find quick and clever ways to overcome difficulties"

Kronos is a very imaginative male. Coming up with quick solutions to problems and witty comebacks, he doesn't exactly know where to stop. His mind seems to be always working and processing the environment around him, looking for advantages or possible outcomes.

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-By ~Trompy

Likes:

• Cubs
• Conflict
• Family
• Fighting
• Being distracted

Dislikes:

• Socialization
• Crowds
• Betrayal
• Manners
• Fear

--------------------Strengths:

--------------------• Courageous
--------------------• Clever
--------------------• Patient
--------------------• Creative
--------------------• Strategic thinking

Weaknesses:--------------------

• Aggressive--------------------
• Stubborn--------------------
• Mistrustful--------------------
• Rude--------------------
• Hesitant--------------------

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History:

I was born to a nomad family. My father had the death element, and my mother light. I was an only child for the first 7 years of my life, and in that time I had just begun my training with my parents. We were eager to discover my element, whichever one I would have.

It was at this time my little sister was born. An only cub in her litter, just like I was. She was such a small thing to me, yet even then I could see the gorgeous lioness she would become. From the first time I set my gaze on her, I felt protectiveness wash over me. This fire growing inside, becoming bigger and wilder each time I set my gaze on her. Yet, she would never even remember me….

It was dark, the stars glittering above providing such a small amount of light. I awoke to the eerie silence of the night. My mother and father already awake, both looking alert and listening for any noise. I stared groggily at them, confused as to why they seemed so tense. My parents shared eye contact for a moment, seemingly communicating telepathically as they appeared to share the same thought.
“Kronos,” my mother whispered to me, a frightened tone in her voice, “take your sister and hide!”
I appeared confused at her request, but obeyed none the less. Picking up my sister by the scruff of her neck and running off to my favorite hiding spot. It oversaw my home, but none have been able to find it beside myself. I crept through the darkness, not stopping for anything.
Looking out over my home, I saw the horrifying reason why my mother had told me to hide. A group of lions I couldn’t recognize had ambushed our home. My parents fought their hardest to hold them off, but I knew the odds were against them. I turned my gaze, unable to watch as my parents were finished off and the attackers searched through my home, searching for anyone else before departing. I laid beside my sister, fighting back an angered cry. Tears streamed down my face as I felt useless. It was this that caused my element to make its first appearances. I saw glowing blue lions beside me, my parents. They stayed with me through the night, encouraging me.

In the morning I awoke with only my sister beside me. I looked out over my home, the sight of two bodies in the distance brought fresh tears to my eyes. My parents’ voices whispered in my ear, encouraging me to go to the pride with my sister. I took a deep breath, picking my sister up by the scruff and leaving my secret hiding spot. I didn’t know where the pride was, but my parents guided me.

-By Pety

I traveled for what felt like ages, my only focus was my sister and making sure I arrived at the pride with her safe. I don’t think I could handle thinking of anything else. For a while I didn’t meet any lions on my way, either that or I was so focused on my goal I ignored any who crossed my path.
It was sunset when I first heard them. The roars of anger, pain and sorrow that filled the air. Something even I couldn’t ignore. I was tempted to see what the cause of it was, but my ghostly parents urged me to continue. I almost listened to them… Truly I did. But curiosity got the better of me, and off toward the sound I ventured. That was the biggest mistake of my life…
The sight before me was a horror to behold. Lions fighting each other, for power, revenge, blood… For what I did not know. The armor they wore shined bright in the fading sunlight, each unique as the lion wearing it. I found myself too close, way too close. I tried to turn back, but I was surrounded by lions fighting. Horrified and scared for both myself and my sister, I ran away from every lion that came close. Dodging attacks and trying to find my way out.
Just as I saw an opening, a lion near me was rammed by a brown looking male. The lion in turn hit me, sending me flying through the air. I lost my grip on my sister as the lion hit me, losing her in the chaos. My head rammed into something hard as I landed, a rock I would guess. All slowly faded to black as I watched the fighting hopelessly.
It was morning when I woke. The sun glistened in my face, causing me to wince. I hauled myself to my paws, catching my breath as pain filled my head. I stumbled only for a moment, trying to ignore my aching head as I stood there confused.
My sister…
My eyes widened in fear as the memories of last night came flooding back. I searched everywhere, but no one was there. None of the lions from the night before, no one. I slumped my shoulders, mentally screaming at myself for being so stupid. Of course it was unsafe. My sister wasn’t here… Logically my brain tells me that someone most have found her and is taking care of her, but my brain was being ignored. It’s what got me in this mess to begin with.
I have nothing left. No reason to go to the pride. This was all for her, to make sure she was safe and would grow into the beautiful lioness I knew she would become. But now, because of my own idiotic actions, she was lost out there.
I slowly stood and stumbled off into whichever direction I was facing. My ghostly parents appeared beside me, seemingly trying to tell me something. But I ignored them, their words meaningless. Every step I took killed any living plant near me.
I went on for what felt like days, not stopping for anything. Not for food or shelter. Nothing. On the second day, I collapsed from exhaustion and hunger. Not knowing when I lost consciousness.
When I awoke, the first thing I noticed was the hunger that ate away at my stomach. I opened my eyes and was surprised to see I had been moved. Observing my surroundings, I dragged myself to my paws with the little energy I had left. I was in a medium sized cave, the end of which could not be seen through the darkness despite the light shining through the entrance.
I could smell meat, the delectable aroma coming from the back of the cave. But the unnatural darkness sent shivers through my spine. Something wasn’t right…

“You’re right to be scared.” A deep yet smooth voice came from the shadows, seeming almost… amused.

“W-who are you?” I asked, stuttering from fear despite my attempt to sound calm. A lion emerged from the darkness, seeming almost one with it. His black pelt only noticeable by the gold that laced it. His leathery wings were not like those of my sister or father, no feather could be seen on them. His muscles rippled with every movement, and his eyes… Glowing gold like the fire that burned within them.
Every fiber in my body told me to run, to get away as fast as possible. But something intrigued me about this male…

“I am the rightful ruler of the pride, and you are?” He asked.

“M-my name is Kronos.” I answered, a growl escaping from my stomach.
He stared at me for a moment, almost trying to decide if I was worth it. Clearly making a decision, he swiftly turned and snatched up the meat that was hidden in the shadows and dropped it at my feet.
I hesitated. It used to be a Taxon from the looks of it, but I didn’t trust anything anymore.
“It’s not going to bite.” He stated, watching me with a blank look.
I looked up at him, unsure. What was he after? Surely this wasn’t just a kind act from the heart… right?
I glanced down at the meat, my mouth watering at the sight of it. Finally, hunger got the better of me and I took a bite of it. It was that moment I realized just how hungry I was and I gulped down as much as I could eat. Licking my lips, I sat up and looked back up at the male.
He hadn’t moved. Sitting there with his gaze locked on me, lost in thought.
“W-what are you thinking about..?” I asked, shuffling my paws nervously as I gazed at him.
“You,” he replied, “or more specifically what you can do.”
“What do you mean?” I inquired, confused.
“You control the death element, correct?” He asked, waiting for me to nod in response before continuing. “Then you could grow into a very powerful and useful warrior, if trained right… I am willing to offer you a choice. Join me or leave. If you join me I will provide you with food, shelter and proper training. Leave, and… Well let’s just say things won’t be as easy for you.”
I choose to join him, as I might regret later on...


I spent years with the male I soon learned was named Hyperion. He checked by once or twice a day, bringing food and training me. The rest of the day he spent somewhere else, doing important stuff as he would say. He never once tolerated disobedience or failure, urging me to obey and succeed in everything he told me to do. His methods were harsh and cruel, but they shaped me none the less.
At 200 years old I sat before Hyperion as a fully trained adult. My face emotionless as I awaited my first task as a full follower of the great Hyperion. Within moments he spoke, explaining my task… Find my own armor. So simple yet I knew what he asked. This wasn’t about me getting armor at all, even though I required it. I have known Hyperion too long to believe it was such a simple task, I know he wanted more. He wanted to see what I had learned and if I had the guts to do what was required of me.
Did I succeed in my task? Well, Hyperion seemed quite pleased as I stepped away from a lifeless lion with the armor they once called theirs as my own trophy.

I spent the next 200 years working for Hyperion, never complaining about the task set upon me or questioning his authority. I was the lonely assassin. A ghost killer as most lions knew me by. A lion that would make a kill and disappear without a trace, as was taught to me by Hyperion. I never once faltered or stumbled in my work, and I think Hyperion prized me for that. In all my years with him I never saw it, the evil that burned within. To me he was like a father, I only ever wanted to make him proud.

I saw his true colors as I turned 400 years old. I watched as he murdered all in sight, no one escaped his cruelty. Not even the innocents. I confronted him about it, asking why he would hurt so many and seem to enjoy it. He dismissed it and gave me another task, and as usual I asked no questions. This new task? To lead a few lions in an attack against a group of pride scouts.

I set out to accomplish my task, traveling for days until we found them. The group of scouts were exactly where Hyperion’s spies said they would be. I gave out oders and we set up to ambush them in the dark, the lions under my lead waited for the signal to attack. But it never came.
I stood there frozen in shock, there in the midst of the scouts was my sister. My mind went blank and I just stared at her, the lions in my group becoming agitated with every moment that passed. They refused to wait any longer and they attacked. We outnumbered the scouts only by a few, some of us with wings some without. All of us deadly. As my sister was attacked by a large male, I forced myself into action. Not against the scouts but against my own group, I defended my sister and only her. Anyone who came close would feel the rage that burned within.

With my help the group of lions I had come with gave up and ran away, back to Hyperion likely to report my behavior. The scouts thus turned to me, I stood uneasy under their gaze for only a moment before I turned and disappeared into the night. They tried to follow me, but it was not long before I lost them and returned to Hyperion. He had been informed of my interference, this did not go well with him to say the least. I attempted to explain myself, why I had stood against the group he had ordered me to lead. He wouldn’t listen. I was called a traitor as he attacked me, fighting with more anger and hatred than I had ever seen before.
I barely made it away with my life. I was thus sent wondering through the unknown lands, once again homeless and alone. And for the first time since I lost my sister as a cub, I saw my ghostly parents beside me. They encouraged me once again to find the pride, and that’s just what I did.

I traveled for days, arriving at the pride weak from my wounds. I was taken to a healers where my wounds were treated. The alpha came to see me to decide if I was to be allowed to stay. The scouts I had protected before stood up for me, explaining what I had done for them. In turn I was allowed a chance to stay in the pride. I was told they would test my skills when I was fully healed to determine what rank I would be assigned to.
As I left the healers den after my wounds were finally healed, I saw my sister standing there talking with another lion. My breath was caught in my throat, unsure of what I should do.

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Relationships:

Eos || Scout || Sister & Best friend

Eos wasn’t sure what to think of him when he first told her who he was, it was hard to tell if he was lying. Upon going to a psychic lion, it was confirmed that he was telling the truth. That in itself didn’t make an instant relationship between them. It took months of long conversations between them and getting to know each other before any sort of relationship truly formed between them, and in turn they became very close. Kronos opened up more with her than with anything, with her he told his secrets, dreams, hopes, desires, fears, everything. And she didn’t judge or think any less of him for it, she accepted him for who he was.

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Hyperion || Nomad || Mentor

Hyperion isn’t exactly one to care for others. Most of his followers are merely tools, a means to an end. Kronos was never any different. Sure Hyperion practically raised him, but that didn’t mean he cared for him. To Kronos Hyperion was like a father, and, in his mind at least, Hyperion saw him as a son. He was his mentor and he respected him more than anyone. For him Kronos would do anything. The one time he failed his task, Hyperion nearly killed him. Because of that he now has a relationship with his sister. How does he feel about Hyperion? He doesn’t know. In truth Kronos still looks up to Hyperion in a way, and would likely return to him one day and serve under him as he did for over 200 years.

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Malaika || Nomad || Friend

Kronos met Malaika as a cub when he was training under Hyperion. Malaika stumbled upon the cave where he was raised one afternoon and they played together for hours. Every day after Hyperion left they would meet, this lasted for months. Ishabba, Malaika’s adoptive mother, found out about this first. She was a sweet lioness who was very kind to Kronos. Hyperion, however, reacted differently. Turns out Ishabba worked under Hyperion, but when she found Kronos was being kept hidden by Hyperion she refused to do anything more for Hyperion. She took Malaika away and for around 400 years he didn’t see her again. It was only after he joined the pride he saw her again. She came to visit the pride and when he saw her he was overjoyed.

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Metsastys || Warrior Fighter || Acquaintance

Kronos was there for the mist that brought the dream lionesses, and like the rest of the pride he was confused by their arrival. Metsastys was one of the dream lionesses. Kronos doesn’t know her all that well, but he has found himself rather intrigued by her. There is a mystery about her, something about her past and why the mist brought her. He doesn’t know what it is and he gets the feeling she doesn’t quite know herself, but he wants to find out and maybe get to know her better.

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Allegiance:

His family:
His allegiance is not with the pride or the
rebellion, it is with those he loves. His family
are what takes first priority in his life. At the
moment this only includes his sister, but he
hopes his family will grow. If his sister were
to join the rebellion, he would follow her
without complaint and serve them as if he
was the most loyal of them all.


Hyperion:
The few who know of his history with
Hyperion would argue that he is still loyal to
him and was likely sent to the pride to spy
on them and report back to Hyperion.
Although the spy part is false, he still has a
part of him he feels would return to
Hyperion if he had nothing left.

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Armor:

The armor I have was taken from a loc I killed in order to
pass Hyperion’s last test for me. Though it might sadden
the people who care about me, I don’t exactly regret
making this decision. I did what was required of me and
would likely do it again without a second thought. When
the pride took me in I lied about where I received my
armor, I decided to let them believe an old friend with the
element of metal made it for me before he died.

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[Charboo]

Good news! I have made the end date Nov 20th! That is a little over a month to complete forms. Can't wait for you guys to finish, everything looks to be a great start!!

[SimplySimpingg]

Username: Milatiger
Name: Loui
Gender: Male
Element: Water
Rank: Hunter
Personality:kind,Fighter,Good hunter,Loving,Attractive,quiet but confident, Silly, Childish,
History: he was tested by a wizard, There was a tornado that took the wizard away (LLolll) And he had no where to go since he was only a cub still, Then one lion found the Cub and brang him to safety where he was fed and kept healthy.
Relationship with Eos: Eh

[♫♪Howling♪♫]

Username: ♫♪Howling♪♫
Name: _TBD_
Gender: Male
Element: Dark
Rank: Nomad
Personality: He is pretty much the opposite of Eos. _WIP_
History: _WIP_
Relationship with Eos: ___ doesn't really know that he has a sister, but if he did he'd probably be the annoying and teasing brother, but at the same time protective of Eos.

[starry--knight]

friendly bump <3

[Charboo]

4 days left!!

Just as an reminder, if I don't find at least two or more forms fully completed, he will go to no one. I really want him to go to a home that truly wants him and who will put effort into him!

I will also give a week long extension if it is asked!

[Charboo]

This has been extended until the 24th! Several people asked for an extension, so one shall be given!
Judging will start on the 25th!

[NizoLuv]

I have 4 other pieces of art of this pretty boy I didnt use in my form that ill link to after I get off work c:

[Charboo]

I have 4 other pieces of art of this pretty boy I didnt use in my form that ill link to after I get off work c:

Thats okay! The comp doesn't end until 12am PST!

[Vraska the Unseen]

Sadly I need to drop, school and family has gotten in the way.