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Akiron A
kyeron, with an 'a' like in 'cat'', and 'kai' like 'bye'
Username: limey
Kennel Number: 77
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Name: Akiron A
kyeron, with an 'a' like in 'cat'', and 'kai' like 'bye'
a mixture between Japanese name 'Akira' meaning sun, and 'Orion', his original name, which means 'rising in the sky' or 'dawning'
Gender: male
Species and/or specific breed: sun bear
Personality: wipp
History/Background:
Night fell once again in the quiet landscapes of Sior. The smallest kingdom of Ark, its tight ring of mountains prevented invasion and kept them safe.. or so they presumed. Yet if you went to the outskirts of the town to the foot of the tallest peak on a clear evening - it's not far, perhaps only two or three days walk from the major town Lrissi - you'd discover a very different explanation. For what you'd see is a shooting star, coming down at startling speeds. And what you'd soon be captured by is a winged tiger centaur, known in folklore as simply 'North'. If you managed to avoid capture - no mean feat when North has every power of the wind at his wingtips to find you out - what you'd see could only be described as...
what you'd see could only be described as...xxxbreathtaking
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the beginning"mama?"
"yes, dear?" the she bear smiled. winter was always the hardest season for every bear, especially for a family with young cubs such as hers, but she always had time for her youngest and favourite son.
"tell us the story again!"
she pretended to be cross, but a smile kept tugging at her lips. "again, akiron? my word, the memories of young bears these days!" her son leapt on her and pummelled her playfully with his paws. "grr!" he growled, his voice small but strong. after a few moments of rough and tumble, the kindly she-bear allowed her son to pin her to the ground. "i surrender!" she laughed, licking her son's fur to make him squirm away. "now are you listening?"
"long ago, there was a great he-bear named shehkah, and he was the wisest of all the bears. every bear would listen to him, for they knew he was good, and there were times of great peace between every bear. it was known as the age of the sun, because he was ever constant and warm. this lasted for many years, longer than your lifetime and mine put together, until one day an evil bear came and destroyed it with one swipe of his great yet terrible paw. he was moric, shehkah's younger brother, and he was a black bear so terrible the earth would tremble at the touch of his tainted feet. moric forced shehkah to fight him by killing perdita, shehkah's mate. the peaceful bear did not wish to fight, but with perdita's blood on moric's paws he had to. shehkah was wise, but moric strong and ruthless. the elder brother was defeated with a killing blow, knocking him lifeless to the ground. yet as he lay there, something very strange happened.
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