A C R O S S . T H E . P L A I N S . Closed.

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

➹➹. A . L O N L E Y . C H E E T A H . R U N S

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

➹➹. A S . T H E . L I O N . F A L L S

A silent storm rolls in. The lightning followed by quiet rumbles. The antelope leap across the plains, thier soft calls alerting the other animals. Off in the distance a cheetah and lion battle. The lioness's roar bounding around the plains. More echoing back, hoping for her triumph. The small female cheetah growls and barks as she leaps on the muscular lioness. Three cheetah cubs cower, waiting for whats going to happen. Off in the distance a lonley female cheetah lays, lightning striking behind her. A bloodied body revealed. A bloodied body of a lioness......

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

➹➹. F O R . T H E . C H E E T A H

Literacy → you have to be able to type at the least a paragraph,
and by paragraph I mean 5+ sentences.
Yes I do have a maximum of 4 paragraphs
because I am get jelous when someone is super,
majorly better then me at typing.
I mean I feel bad for saying this, i'm just that way.
Spelling, you have to be a pretty good speller,
I have trouble with some words, but I normally look it up.
I'm also horrible with punctuation so, that doesn't have to be so fantastic.
Using fancy words that some people may not know will make me so happy.

Pretty posts → well, just make them look good.
Grey, please, everyone uses that.
Do something different,
but not really bright where I can't read it.
No images like Fontmeme on your posts.
Alos include your cheetahs image and
or form link for people to click on it they want to know.
Other than that I will be happy.

Details → some people make a big deal out of birthing, me I don't.
As long as you keep it short and simple I will be fine with that.
On mating, some of you want to be all gross and dirty and sexual about it,
which I honestly think is gross, no offense.
If you want to do that, go to PM.
You can say, he mounted her....then fade it.
Because if you get a thrill out of reading that,
its weird, i'm sorry if I offended people.

Cheetahs → okay there are limited spots,
and you must make a male and a female.
There are about 10 slots in all, which will give me five members.
Though I am feeling generous,
and am allowing four lone cheetahs.
Which will total 14 spots.
If everyone makes two, I should have seven memebers because I am one of them.
In total the group should have 12 cheetahs{Two are mine.} And there should be four loners.

Love → Sending out my love!
Have fun in my roleplay and don't go to far into the lovey dovey stuff.
You still have to deal with lions and other natural things.

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

➹➹. A S . A . F A M I L Y

→

Vinny → male → 4yrs → single → pιтвυll

→

Scout → female → 3yrs → single → pιтвυll

Athena → female → 4yrs → single → Keero

Quila → female → 3yrs → single and looking. → Moo.

Alakay → female → 2 1/2yrs → crush on Vinny → dodobird959

Cheche → female → 2yrs → single → Nyota Hyena

reserved → female → _yrs → _____ → Double C Ranch

→

Ikor → male → 2 1/2yrs → single→ Keero

Donne → male → 3yrs → single → Moo.

Talin → male → 2 1/2yrs → single→ dodobird959

Vukivu → male → 3yrs → single.{develop crush on Bones.} → Nyota Hyena

reserved → male → _yrs → _____ → Double C Ranch

→

Broken → male → 3yrs → single → slccat

Bones → female → 3yrs → single → slccat

Aslan → male → 4yrs → single → Lucybelle

Aries → female → 9yrs → single → Lucybelle

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

➹➹. W H E N . A R E . T H E Y . G O I N G . T O . B E . H E R E

Raining[X]
Cloudy[X]
Storming[]
Damp[X]
Cold[60 degrees]

Sunny[]
Partly cloudy[]
Warm[]
Hot[]
Breezy/windy[X]

Snowing[]
Hailing[]
Sleet[]
Freezing[]

[pιтвυll.wolғ]

тнe тнυnder мoveѕ мe
name;Vinny. Humans named him, believe it or not. They used to do safari searches with groups of tourists, and found Vinny at a young age. The youngest tourist was a 23 year old male, who though he acted like his dog Vin. Thus his name became Vinny. His mother named him Tolken, but when Vinny's mother died, he took on the name and forgot all about his original name, Tolken.
age;Vinny is four years old. The best age to be a leader of a group. Though Vinny does feel like an old cat when he climbs on top of the fallen tree to speak to the younger cats.
gender;He means male right? Well I've been saying he for the last few paragraphs, so can you not catch on that Vinny is a male??? Well, on the bright side I just wasted 2 minutes telling you this.. thank you very much!

тнe lιgнтnιng pυlѕeѕ тнroυgн мe
family;Bree&Dutch=Kilee, Hitachi, Flea.
Sira&Tiran=Willow and Hira.
Hira&Hitachi=Vinny, Nirate, and Copper.
The striked out names are dead. The names in italics are unkown and the bold name is him.
history;Vinny was born in this same area the group lives today. His mother Hira, is the cheetah who made the area the way it is. She killed the lion. Well, Vinny was there when he watched his mother battle the lion. In fact he was almost in it. The only reason it started was because his mother thought that there was something special about him, that he may one day do something that will save many other cheetahs. His mothers will to save her children at the risk of her own life, saved a lot of cheetahs, not just her and the cubs, it saved a species. Well about year later his mother died of a heart problem and his siblings left to fend for themselves. He stayed in the area, watching and protecting it. He had grew up here and planned for his children to as well.
personality;wip

ι aм a ѕтorм cloυd
mate;At the moment he has no one. He may one day, but he doesn't plan on getting one any time soon. Mainly because he is too focoused on his group to worry about a mate, or worry about cubs. All he worries about is the lions coming back, in greater numbers ready for a war.
cubs;He has no cubs either. Like I stated above, he is too focoused at the moment.
other;Extra images; Click.
Click.

тнe тнυnder мoveѕ мe
name;Vinny. Humans named him, believe it or not. They used to do safari searches with groups of tourists, and found Vinny at a young age. The youngest tourist was a 23 year old male, who though he acted like his dog Vin. Thus his name became Vinny. His mother named him Tolken, but when Vinny's mother died, he took on the name and forgot all about his original name, Tolken.
age;Vinny is four years old. The best age to be a leader of a group. Though Vinny does feel like an old cat when he climbs on top of the fallen tree to speak to the younger cats.
gender;He means male right? Well I've been saying he for the last few paragraphs, so can you not catch on that Vinny is a male??? Well, on the bright side I just wasted 2 minutes telling you this.. thank you very much!

тнe lιgнтnιng pυlѕeѕ тнroυgн мe
family;Bree&Dutch=Kilee, Hitachi, Flea.
Sira&Tiran=Willow and Hira.
Hira&Hitachi=Vinny, Nirate, and Copper.
The striked out names are dead. The names in italics are unkown and the bold name is him.
history;Vinny was born in this same area the group lives today. His mother Hira, is the cheetah who made the area the way it is. She killed the lion. Well, Vinny was there when he watched his mother battle the lion. In fact he was almost in it. The only reason it started was because his mother thought that there was something special about him, that he may one day do something that will save many other cheetahs. His mothers will to save her children at the risk of her own life, saved a lot of cheetahs, not just her and the cubs, it saved a species. Well about year later his mother died of a heart problem and his siblings left to fend for themselves. He stayed in the area, watching and protecting it. He had grew up here and planned for his children to as well.
personality;wip

ι aм a ѕтorм cloυd
mate;Scout doesn't have a mate. She thinks all the males in the group are very handsome. She has grown a bit of a 'purr' for Ikor. Though all the males are very nice, only will be able have her heart.
cubs;He has no cubs either. Like I stated above, he is too focoused at the moment.
other;Extra images; [url=\http://24.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ll5tye09Wu1qew4klo1_500.gif]Click.[/url]
Click. Click. Click.

[dodobird959]

"Do you want me to run over you? Get out of my way."
Name
"Talon. Don't say it like 'Tal-ON' do it more like 'Tal-in'. Ok?! Just pretend it's and 'i'!"
Nick Names
"Tal. Don't say it like 'Tall' do it more like 'Tal'. Ok? If you call me anything else other than Tal or Talin, I won't reply."
Age
"Young adult. Got a problem with that?"
Gender
"Brute!"
Favorite thing to do
"Kill. Merhahahahaaa... No, I'm kidding. I guess doing what I want. ...Duh"
Personality
He is a large male that doesn't really care about anyone else. He'll try to impress someone he's got his eye on, and he's very flirty. He does ask someone if they're Ok if they fell or got into a bad fight, but won't bother to take care of him/her. He's more of a 'bad boy' and is tough. He stands up for himself and sometimes for another cheetah, like a close friend or crush. He'll pull many tricks on others, especially his friends, and sometimes his pranks turn out mean. He laughs at others when they trip or something, and loves to make a joke, though some others might find his clever comments 'unkind'.
Usual Mood
Sly, if that counts as a mood
History
He was quite a tricky cub to deal with, and now he's grown to be a pranker. He lived the normal cheetah life, but left his family at an earlier age, eager to go off on his own.
Hates to
Say he's wrong
Likes
Chasing, hunting, and not being told what to do
Dislikes
Cheetahs bossing him around and telling him what to do, also treating him like a cub
Strengths
Speed. He is fast and slender, and is also skilled at sneaking and staying quiet.
Weaknesses
He can stay still if he's waiting to scare someone, but if he's waiting for a cheetah to come, he has trouble waiting.
Eye Color
A golden rust
Favorite food
Gazelle
Some bad things about me
"Some people don't like my jokes"
Secrets
"None, just small ones because no one bothered to ask"
Everybody knows
"Who I am"
No body knows
"I have a soft spot for cubs"
Crush
No one yet
Mate
No one yet
Cubs
None yet
Themesong
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_7VsoxT_FUY
Other
Nah, I think That's it

"Nothing goes as planned, just make a good time out of it."
Name
"Alakay"
Nick Names
"You could call me anything that sounds good, I guess"
Age
"A young adult"
Gender
"Female"
Favorite thing to do
"Make sure everyone is fine and safe"
Personality
She is kind and loving, she cares for others. She helps others while she can and stands up for others. She'll fight if she has to but she'd rather not, she doesn't like hurting others even if they are loners or threats. She is really nice and almost never lashes out on anybody, she looks on the bright side of things and loves to have fun. She can take a joke easily and loves to smile.
Usual Mood
Happy or cheerful
History
She lived a normal cheetah life, leaving her family at an appropriate age and thriving on her own, using the skills she learned to survive.
Hates to
Lash out at someone.
Likes
Being friendly and chasing prey
Dislikes
Hurting others
Strengths
Her speed, after all, she is a cheetah.
Weaknesses
She can get tired when she runs for a while, she has trouble running long distances unless she runs really slow or walks.
Eye Color
Odd for a cheetah, she has lime green eyes with yellow around her pupil.
Favorite food
"Hawks. They're really tricky to catch, though"
Some bad things about me
"I can't run for too long."
Secrets
"Nothing much"
Everybody knows
"My personality"
No body knows
"Just some stuff no one bothered to ask me"
Crush
"Vinny. He's caught my eye"
Mate
"No one yet"
Cubs
"I'd love some one day"
Rank Wanted
Lead Female?
Rank
----
Other
Nope!

[Keero]

〈Wʜᴏ Aᴍ I?〉

I'm Ikor. Two and a half years young respectively and still going strong. Before you dare even doubt my gender, I'm all male and I wouldn't appreciate to hear rumors saying otherwise.

〈Yᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ Sɪᴛᴛɪɴɢ Iɴ Mʏ Sᴘᴏᴛ.〉

I don't care much for anything, but that right there, yes, where you're standing, is my napping spot. Now shoo, I need my nap or else I'll get grumpy. You don't want to see me grumpy. Nobody does. I take at least two naps a day, sometimes more, each lasting at least an hour to three hours at most. You don't want to take me away from my nap-time. You really don't.

〈Eᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ Tᴜʀᴍᴏɪʟ?〉

What about it!? There is NOTHING wrong with my emotions. Nothing. Yeah, I get grumpy and I get mad. Oh well, sorry for being alive. I am not in denial of my problems. I am not. It's not like I can get a psychiatrist you know! You want to know the way my emotions work? Simple. If I don't get my nap I get grumpy. If I'm woken up from my nap I get mad. If something is out of place or not right I get furious. Happy now? I do not have any problems, got it? Don't think you're the boss of me, because you can't know me better than I do! You can't! Nobody can!

〈Lᴏᴠᴇ Lɪғᴇ?〉

Love? Who needs that? I certainly don't. I don't know what that silly emotion feels like. If I do, I doubt it'll be a good thing. But seriously, who would ever love me back? Don't get me wrong, I'm handsome all right, just not what others would call "right in the head". But you didn't hear that from me! No way.

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〈Wʜᴏ Aᴍ I?〉

Why! What a question! I'm the fabulous Athena, four years old and only getting younger! I'm a wonderfully boastful female cheetah, with good reasons for it! Just look at my flawless fur and gorgeous eyes! I'm to die for, aren't I? I better be, or else you're in for a rough time with me!

〈Mᴇ, Bᴏssʏ? Dᴏɴ'ᴛ Bᴇ Rɪᴅɪᴄᴜʟᴏᴜs! 〉

WHo told you I was bossy? No, no, that's nonsense! Sometimes I like to keep everybody in order, but it's for the good of the group, really. It has nothing to do with my interests, let's call it my job even. I don't play childish games and I can't stand complaining. The worst is that moper Ikor. I have good reasons to dislike him! He's so, so, so intolerable! He lays there on his bottom all day long, bickering about this and that, not even does it cross his mind to go fetch some prey. I order him around of course!

[growl]

ᴡᴇʟʟ ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ᴅᴏɴɴᴇ. ᴍʏ sɪs sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ᴄᴀʟʟs ᴍᴇ ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴀʀᴇ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴍᴀʟᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴛʀᴀᴄᴋ ᴏғ ᴍʏ ᴀɢᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ'ʟʟ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀsᴋ ǫᴜɪʟᴀ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ sᴛᴜғғ. ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ 2 ᴏʀ 3 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴀs ғᴀʀ ᴀs ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ᴛᴇʟʟ. ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴜs ᴀ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴀɢᴏ. sʜᴇ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴜs ᴏᴜʀ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ʜᴀᴅ ᴄᴜʙs ᴡɪᴛʜ ʜᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ ᴡᴀs ɢᴏɴᴇ. ɪᴛ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴇᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʀᴜᴇ ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ, ᴡᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ sᴀᴡ ʜɪᴍ ᴀɴʏᴡᴀʏs.

ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇᴀʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ? ᴡʜᴀᴛᴇᴠᴇʀ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ sᴀɪᴅ ᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴜᴍ 'ʟᴇғᴛ ᴜs' ɪ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ sʜᴇ ᴡᴀs ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴀ ʟɪᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇɴ sʜᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ǫᴜɪʟᴀ ᴛᴏ ғᴇɴᴅ ғᴏʀ ᴏᴜʀsᴇʟᴠᴇs. ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴄᴜʙs! ǫᴜɪʟᴀ sᴀʏs ᴛʜᴀᴛ sʜᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ʜᴇʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇ ʜᴇʟᴘᴇᴅ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴍᴜᴍ's ғᴀᴜʟᴛ sʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀsᴋᴇᴅ ᴅᴀᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ɪɴ ᴄᴀsᴇ sʜᴇ ᴅɪᴅ ᴋɪᴄᴋ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴄᴋᴇᴛ. ɪ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍʏ ᴘᴀʀᴇɴᴛs.

ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇsᴄʀɪʙᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ? ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜɪs ᴛᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ! ᴀʟʀɪɢʜᴛ ғɪɴᴇ, ᴊᴜsᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ɴᴀɢɢɪɴɢ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ sᴀʀᴅᴏɴɪᴄ ɢᴜʏ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴛᴏᴏ ɪɴᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅᴇɴᴛ ғᴏʀ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ɢᴏᴏᴅ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴠᴇʀʏ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴇᴛɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɢᴇᴛ ᴀɴɢʀʏ ғᴀsᴛ. ᴀᴜᴛʜᴏʀɪᴛʏ ᴅᴏᴇsɴ'ᴛ ᴘʜᴀsᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴜᴄʜ. ɪɴ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀᴅs, ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ sᴛᴏᴘ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ɪ sᴛᴀʀᴛ. ʟɪғᴇ's ᴛᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴏᴘᴇɴ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ʙᴜᴛ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀ sᴏ ɪ ɢᴜᴇss ᴛᴏ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀs ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘᴛʏ sʜᴇʟʟ.

ɪ sᴇᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɢᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ. ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇs ᴀ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ʟᴏᴠᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ, ʀɪɢʜᴛ? ᴡʀᴏɴɢ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴄᴇᴘᴛɪᴏɴ ᴏғ ǫᴜɪʟᴀ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴜsᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛʜɪɴᴋ ɪ'ᴍ ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴀɴʏᴛɪᴍᴇ sᴏᴏɴ. ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴠɪɴɴʏ's ɢʀᴏᴜᴘ ɪ'ᴍ sᴛɪʟʟ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ ᴏғ ᴀ ʟᴏɴᴇʀ. ǫᴜɪʟᴀ sᴀʏs ɪ sʜᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪɢʜᴛᴇɴ ᴜᴘ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪғ ɪ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴏᴄɪᴀʟɪᴢᴇ ɪ'ᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ʟɪғᴇ. sᴛᴜᴘɪᴅ ǫᴜɪʟᴀ.

ʜɪʏᴀ! ᴍʏ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ɪs ǫᴜɪʟᴀ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴏsᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ᴄᴀʟʟs ᴍᴇ ǫᴜɪʟʟ. I ᴀᴍ 2 ʏᴇᴀʀs, 5 ᴍᴏɴᴛʜs, 9 ʜᴏᴜʀs, 6 ᴍɪɴᴜᴛᴇs, ᴀɴᴅ 32 sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅs ᴏʟᴅ. ᴏʜ, 33 sᴇᴄᴏɴᴅ ɴᴏᴡ! ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ. ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ? ɪsɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇ ǫᴜɪᴛᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴜᴢᴢᴋɪʟʟ :D ? ᴅɪᴅ ʜᴇ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴜᴍ? ʏᴇᴀʜ, I ɢᴜᴇss ɪᴛ ɪs ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ sᴀᴅ ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ʜᴇʀ ғᴀᴜʟᴛ. ᴡᴇ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴜɴғᴏʀᴛᴜɴᴀᴛᴇ ᴇɴᴏᴜɢʜ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴘʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʀᴏɴɢ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇᴛ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. ᴍᴜᴍ sᴀɪᴅ ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ʟɪᴋᴇ ʜɪᴍ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ʟᴇғᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴀᴛ. sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ɪ ᴡᴏɴᴅᴇʀ ɪғ sʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʜɪᴍ. ᴏʜ ᴡᴇʟʟ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɢʀᴀᴛᴇғᴜʟ ᴡᴇ ᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ʜᴇʀᴇ. ʙᴇɪɴɢ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄʜᴇᴇᴛᴀʜs ɪs ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ, ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴ ᴀʟʟ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀʟᴇs ᴡᴀʟᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ ɢɪᴠᴇs ᴍᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sʜɪᴠᴇʀs *ɢɪɢɢʟᴇs* .

ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ᴀsᴋ ᴅᴏɴɴɪᴇ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ғɪɴᴅ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍᴜᴍ. ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ғɪɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ sᴜʙᴊᴇᴄᴛ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇsᴛɪɴɢ. ʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇs ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀsᴛ. ɪ ᴡɪsʜ ʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏᴠᴇ ᴏɴ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛᴀʟᴋ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ... ᴀʜᴀ! ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴛᴇʟʟ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ. ɴᴏᴡ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀ ᴛᴏᴘɪᴄ ɪ ᴄᴏᴜʟᴅ ɢᴏ ᴏɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴏɴ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ. ᴏᴋᴀʏ, sᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ᴠᴇʀʏ 'ᴇɴᴛʜᴜsɪᴀsᴛɪᴄ' ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ. ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ ᴇxᴄɪᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ɪ ɢᴜᴇss. ɪ ᴜsᴜᴀʟʟʏ ᴏᴠᴇʀʀᴇᴀᴄᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇғᴏʀᴇ ᴀᴍ ᴀʟsᴏ ᴇᴀsɪʟʏ ᴏғғᴇɴᴅᴇᴅ, ᴀɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ, sᴄᴀʀᴇᴅ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʀɪᴄᴋᴇᴅ. ᴍʏ ʙʀᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴄᴀʟʟs ᴍᴇ ǫᴜɪʀᴋʏ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴍᴜᴍ sᴀɪᴅ ɪ ᴡᴀs ᴄʜᴀʀᴍɪɴɢ. ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟʟʏ ɪ ᴘʀᴇғᴇʀ ᴍʏ ᴍᴜᴍ's ᴛᴇʀᴍ. ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴡᴀs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ sᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇs ʙᴇ ᴀ ʙɪᴛ sʜʏ ᴀʀᴏᴜɴᴅ sᴛʀᴀɴɢᴇʀs, ᴡʜᴇʀᴇᴀs ᴅᴏɴɴᴇ ᴘʟᴜɴɢᴇs ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ. ʜᴇ's ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʀᴀsʜ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴛʜᴇ sᴛʀᴀᴛᴇɢɪᴄ ᴏɴᴇ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴜsɪɴɢ ʙʀᴀɪɴ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴏғ ʙɪɢ ᴄᴀᴛ ᴡʜᴏ ʟɪᴋᴇs ʀɪᴅᴅʟᴇs ᴀɴᴅ sᴜᴄʜ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟsᴏ- ᴏʜ, ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴏɴ ᴀ ᴛɪᴍᴇ-sᴇɴsɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴛʀɪᴘ? ᴏғ ᴄᴏᴜʀsᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴠɪᴇᴡ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴀs ɪ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ? ᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇ.

...ɪ'ᴠᴇ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏs ᴡᴀɴᴛᴇᴅ ᴄᴜʙs! ɪᴛ's ʙᴇᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴛᴏ ʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴍʏ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴇᴠᴇʀ sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴡᴀs ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ sɪɴᴄᴇ ᴏᴜʀ ᴏᴡɴ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ sᴏ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ. ɪ'ᴠᴇ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴀɴʏᴏɴᴇ ᴛʜɪs, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀʟsᴏ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ ᴀ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɴᴏᴡ. ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʀʏɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ sᴇᴇᴍ ᴅᴇsᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ɢᴜʏs ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ. ɴᴏɴᴇ ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴇʏᴇ ʏᴇᴛ, sᴏ ɪ'ᴍ ᴀ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ᴅɪsᴀᴘᴘᴏɪɴᴛᴇᴅ. ɪ'ᴍ ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ғᴏʀ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴍᴇ ʟᴀᴜɢʜ ᴀɴᴅ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴅᴇᴀʟ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴇ ᴀs ɪ ᴀᴍ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴀʟsᴏ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ɢᴏᴏᴅ-ʟᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ. ɪ ᴀᴅᴍɪᴛ, ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʜᴀɴᴅsᴏᴍᴇ ɪs ᴘʀᴏʙᴀʙʟʏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛᴏᴘ ғᴀᴄᴛᴏʀ ɪɴ ᴍʏ ᴅʀᴇᴀᴍ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ, sɪɴᴄᴇ ɪ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴀᴍ ʙᴇᴀᴜᴛɪғᴜʟ... ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢ, ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴋɪᴅᴅɪɴɢ.

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{Scratching the Surface}
Name:
Her name is Cheche, though she does have a couple of nicknames. Those nicknames include Che and That Young Upstart.
Gender:
Cheche is a female cheetah, as one could tell from her slimness and annoyingly high-pitched voice.
Species:
Cheche is a cheetah, yes, and proud to be so.
Age:
Cheche is actually quite young, not more than two years. This means she’s inexperienced, and only speaks from her gigantic ego.

{Painting a Picture}
Frame:
Cheche is the average cheetah in frame: built for flight, not fight. She’s even slimmer, since she’s a female. While she is tall, she’s not tall for a cheetah. Her legs are long and spider-like, and very delicate. Unlike most cats, whose paws are broad, Cheche actually has very tiny paws, with claws that never retract, so she takes extra care to keep them sharp. Like most cheetahs, her chest is large in order to hold huge lungs for breathing during the famous cheetah sprint. Her head is small and aerodynamic, perfect for high-speed chases. Her tail is long, perfect for offering balance on the sharpest turns. Her teeth are smaller in proportion than most felines’ fangs, which could provide a disadvantage. All in all, Cheche is your regular cheetah, with claws a little sharper, body a little bit scrawnier, and proportions a little bit smaller than most.
Fur Color/Markings:
Just like her frame, Cheche’s markings are average. Her base color is a light yellow ochre color that can grow as dark as brown on her back, and as light as cream on her chin, chest, and underbelly. She is also covered in dark brown-black spots, mostly converging on her back and flank. However, she does have some spots on her neck and belly, though these spots are smaller, lighter, and spaced farther apart. Her eyes are lined with black, looking as if she was wearing mascara. And she has the characteristic black-brown tear lines on her face, looking as if her mascara had run from too much crying. Her long tail, meanwhile, is tipped with white, and bands of blackish-brown ring themselves around the circumference of her tail. Her eyes are amber, a shade of reddish brown. In fact, her eyes are so amber, if you glance at them quickly, they may appear red. In addition, she has quite a few battle scars, mostly from tangling with animals that are too big for her to handle. These battle scars occur most often on her face, mostly on her muzzle and ears. However, she does have a few on her flank. These scars give her the air of a seasoned warrior, though in reality, she’s nothing more than an arrogant mule.
Physical Strengths:
From the first glance, one could tell that Cheche is fast. She can run in bursts of seventy miles per hour, and could accelerate in less than two seconds. Like all cheetahs, Cheche also has excellent vision, which she uses to spot prey and enemies. In addition, Cheche is also good at the cheetah equivalent of public speaking.
Physical Weaknesses:
Though she would not admit it, Cheche has quite a few weaknesses, some from her species as a cheetah, and some due entirely to character. First of all, Cheche’s stamina is next to none. She can only sustain a chase for a little while, perhaps only a minute or less. Her biggest weakness is that when she fights, she mustn’t get any serious injury, for if she couldn’t run, she’d starve to death. In addition, Cheche has the ability to enter a major conflict, suffer from a painful injury, and become none the wiser. Because of this, she has been called an idiot in the past.

{Digging Deeper}
Personality:
Arrogant. Cocky. Stubborn. Foolish. Mulish. All of these words have been used to describe young Cheche. And they are all true. She is indeed a very arrogant cheetah. She believes in her own infallibility, which is why she will charge into battle without thinking of the consequences. She also lets anger blind her, and she can hold on to a grudge for a long amount of time. During that amount of time, that cheetah had better watch out! Cheche believes that fighting can solve any problem, whether it is with another predator, a particularly stubborn bit of prey, or even a fellow cheetah. When she finds a cause, she’ll fight for it as hard as she can! Cheche is also stubborn. She might sometimes insist that the cheetahs do things her way, which will always include fighting, fighting, and more fighting. Believe it or not, Cheche is actually very intelligent. However, she hardly ever uses her brain for anything, except when it comes to thinking which animals will be spared from her wrath. Speaking of which, Cheche carries a cheetah’s pride, meaning she is proud to be a cheetah, and strongly dislikes any other animal, especially lions. Some cheetahs might even think she carries rabies, although this accusation is false. First of all, she has lived way too long for that to be true, since her arrogance had surfaced at a very young age. Second of all, while a rabid animal is very unpredictable, Cheche is quite the opposite. This is mostly due to her big mouth blabbering on and on and shouting curses and threats and stuff like that. She can start an argument with a deserted island, and her constant chatter gives everyone else an idea of what she’s about to do next. All in all, Cheche is an arrogant imp who likes to fight, and fight she will.
Likes:
There are very few things that Cheche actually likes. One of them, of course, is fighting. To her, nothing beats the thrill of battle. Another thing she likes is thunderstorms. During a thunderstorm is the only time you can ever catch Cheche in a quiet and peaceful mood. She’ll haul herself up a tree, and stare at the progress of the lightning for hours on end. She also enjoys the sound of thunder. She’ll be so enchanted by the beauty of the thunderstorm that she’ll forget about anything else. It is only during a thunderstorm that Cheche is actually relaxed.
Dislikes:
Cheche has very many dislikes. First of all, she despises lions. Especially when they target her kill. She also hates it when the other cheetahs tell her to calm down. In addition to these, Cheche hates water, heat, sexist jokes, cubs, anything that decides to mess with her, anything she decides to mess with, rotten meat, vultures, humans, most other predators, most other species, peacefulness, and loads of other stuff. Her biggest pet peeve, however, is when no one takes her seriously. Seeing that she’s young and small for a cheetah, this might happen quite often.
History:
Cheche’s history was actually pretty normal, seeing as that she was born arrogant, and did not suffer through some life-changing experience in order to make her become so. She was the only cub in the litter, which was unusual for a cheetah. It was mostly through sheer luck that she managed to survive to adult hood, for in the first three months of her life, she had already charged at three snakes, a flock of vultures, some particularly wimpy humans, countless insects, and a dead mouse. Less than two years later, the only thing that changed about her was the inflation of her already enormous ego, and the size differences of her targets.

{Reaching Out and Beyond}
Affiliation:
Though she started out as a loner, she eventually joined the coalition as a female, though she was a little reluctant about it.
Family:
The only known family member of Cheche was her mother. Cheche’s mother was constantly weary from taking care of her daughter, and eventually let her go about a month early. After that, she had time to breathe, and while her current whereabouts are unknown, she is most likely a loner in their old territory.
Crush:
Cheche has no use for a silly crush, as she says. She as absolutely no interest in gaining a romantic relationship with any male.
Mate:
Cheche has no interest in anybody, that is true. On the other hand, what male cheetah in their right mind would go after her?
Offspring:
Cheche hates cubs. She never wants to become a mother. Besides, any cubs of hers would be very frightening little things.

{Scratching the Surface}
Name:
His name is Vukivu, which means ‘volatile’ in Swahili. His only nickname is Vuki, and he doesn’t care which of the two you use.
Gender:
Vukivu is a male cheetah. He would not appreciate it if you confused him with a female.
Species:
Like every other character in this roleplay, Vukivu is a cheetah.
Age:
At three years of age, Vukivu has entered his prime. He is neither young nor old, though leaning more on the young side.

{Painting a Picture}
Frame:
While Vukivu looks average for a cheetah, he ranges on the bulky side of lanky. His legs, which aren’t as fragile and spindly as Cheche’s, are actually shorter in proportion than normal. This gives one the illusion of him being muscular, even though his legs are just as thin a mostly everyone else’s. His paws, on the other hand, actually are pretty large, with un-retractable claws that he doesn’t care about keeping sharp. Vukivu’s chest is pretty large, too, in order to hold large lungs and a huge heart (physically, not emotionally). And while his head is small for his body, it is actually pretty blocky and even muscular from three years of giving his prey a chokehold, which is his specialty. His tail is long and thick, perfect for acting as a rudder on sharp turns. He has a few battle scars, mostly from stubborn prey.
Fur Color/Markings:
Vukivu’s markings are also average. His base color is dark yellow ochre, as if someone had decided to mix mustard with a bit of black paint. This mustardy yellow is mostly occurring on his flank; his back is a darker and uglier shade of the same color, while his chin, chest, and underbelly are a more agreeable though lighter shade of the same, as if someone decided to add mayonnaise into the mix. His spots are like pepper—dark brown-black, dotted all throughout his body (though with less on his face and underbelly). His eyes are lined with white fur, and he sports the typical black tear lines of a cheetah ranging from the tip of his eyes to his muzzle. His tail is tipped with white, with bands of black snaking around his tail. Meanwhile, his eyes are amber; though unlike Cheche’s eyes, which appear red, Vukivu’s eyes are leaning on the browner side of amber.
Physical Strengths:
Like Cheche, Vukivu is fast. However, for a cheetah, this is expected of him. His long stride enables him to run in sixty-five miles per hour in short bursts. Unlike many cheetahs, however, he has had practice climbing trees. He prefers trees over termite mounds when it comes to searching for prey.
Physical Weaknesses:
Like most cheetahs, Vukivu’s stamina is very little—almost none. He can only sustain a chase for a few minutes. Any longer than that, and he would die from overheating. He also isn’t very strong. If a large predator wanted his kill, he would have to yield to the bigger predator or risk serious injury or death.

{Digging Deeper}
Personality:
He Who Wears a Mask. The Mysterious One. All of these nicknames mean something. Vukivu means volatile, and volatile means ‘liable to display a rapid change of emotions’. Is Vukivu a volatile cat? Certainly! Does he show it? Most definitely not! In fact, Vukivu can come across as sullen or hostile. Most of the time, he keeps a somber expression, as if someone had just died. He may be prone to snapping at other cheetahs if he feels bothered. Often, he’ll retreat into the shade or up a tree, just to get away from everyone else. He prefers being alone, though he does admit that Vinny’s coalition has its merits. He isn’t exactly an opportunist; he will help, though most of the time, he’ll keep his solemn mood hanging over him. However, if one is talented enough to expose Vuki’s real thoughts and feelings, he is actually a kind-hearted cheetah who has the ability to hide his emotions very well. No one knows his motive to doing this (hiding his emotions). In fact, neither does he.
Likes:
There are a few things that Vukivu likes. First of all, he likes trees. He finds them useful when it comes to spotting prey, and hiding his emotions. Second of all, he likes windy days. He often feels best when the wind is ruffling his fur and allowing him to cool off and relax.
Dislikes:
Since Vukivu feels neutral about most things, there are very few things he dislikes. He hates heat most of all, though. A hot day can make him feel dizzy, and make his head hurt. Plus, it’s only on a hot day when he looks exactly what he feels, which is very unhappy.
History:
Vukivu has had a normal history, no sad sob story to explain why he is the way he is. He was born into a litter of two: himself and his brother, Vipuri. He and Vipuri were as thick as thieves in their cubhood. However, they started to grow distant when they grew up. Eventually, instead of starting their own coalition, the two brothers split apart. Vipuri lived life as a loner, while Vukivu joined Vinny’s group.

{Reaching Out and Beyond}
Affiliation:
Vukivu is a member of Vinny’s group. Although he doesn’t show it, he enjoys the company.
Family:
Vukivu’s mother’s whereabouts are unknown. Meanwhile, while Vukivu doesn’t know it, his brother Vipuri is now dead, being ambushed by a lion.
Crush:
Vukivu has no love interest yet, though he may develop a crush on Bones.
Mate:
While Vukivu doesn’t have a crush, he doesn’t have a mate, either. He never had one.
Offspring:
Vukivu has never had any cubs, though he has thought about becoming a father once or twice.

((I'm finally done!))