L ᴇ ᴏ ᴘ ᴀ ʀ ᴅ s
" Pᴀɴᴛʜᴇʀᴀ Pᴀʀᴅᴜs "
ｗｈｏ ａｍ ｉ : Reth of the Savannah
ｎｉｃｋ ｎａｍｅ : None call me Reth
ａｇｅ : 5 Years Old
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ : Male
ｒａｎｋ : The King
ｂａｓｉｃ ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ : I am a large male, built for war, and built to kill. A coat
as golden and bright as the morning sun. My spots cover my whole body, large along my back, neck, and
down my body. My eyes are a piercing golden yellow, my stomach is a light white, and my nose is brown.
I have nicks out of my ears, and my tail is full and long with a white under side. My paws are large and
are home to all of my sharp well kept claws. I am in my prime and take all challenges head on.
ｅｙｅ ｃｏｌｏｒ : Golden Yellow
ｃｏａｔ ｃｏｌｏｒ : Golden Brown, White, and Dark Brown Spots.
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ : Head & Body ;; 6.0 ft
Tail - 4.0 ft
ｗｅｉｇｈｔ : 170 lb
ｓｐｅｃｉａｌ ｍａｒｋｉｎｇｓ : Scars along my maw, back, legs, and
stomach.
ｃｒｕｓｈ : ---
ｍａｔｅ（ｓ） : ---
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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ : Stern, Straight to the point, and often times
I am brutal. I am the king of this land and I am very proud of that simple fact. No one
crosses me with out a war at their paws, and with that war comes every ounce of my
strength and every pull of my muscles. I am straight to the point, and more than happy
to keep those who I allow onto my land in line. I am the King and I have that title for a
reason; so please try and take it away. I have a hard shell, and a mean way of putting
my point across. Do not let my gentle eyes and warm disposition put you off; I am
surely no one to put up with anyone's crud.
I am easy to get along with, and a loyal leader and guard to those under me, as long as
you follow by my rules and allow me to lead you you will have no issues among my land. No
female have a had a bond with, how ever I have had cubs with a many. None of which live
with me now. I was young, and willing to have cubs with anyone, and yet a lot has changed
I am not picky about my ladies. If one is interested in me, and I feel like mating the moment
will come. I will do anything to keep my blood line going. How ever, I keep one son among me
his name is ______ and he the only male of my line that I welcome on my land. He is the heir
to my throne. Keep his name in mind and know it well.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ : I was born to a mother with lovely name, Rose. She had the
softest of fur, and the gentlest of touch when it came to her cubs but yet she was not
a head turner. She was an older female around the age of 9 years old, but yet she was
lovely in the eyes of one male. Zerkiono. He was a large leopard around the age of 11 years
old. Mean looking and brutal to anyone who tried to come and take Rose. She was his world,
his one and only and they lived together as one. They had many litters and my litter of
three were their last. All boys. Myself, my brother Ren, and my youngest brother Kenone.
We were all large, kept together, and protected by both parents. But yet nature has a
way of picking it's favorites. My brother Ren was the largest, yet the middle born. He was
mean, a true warrior and my father's favorite. He how ever was not a favorite of nature.
One night, when my parents were of on a hunt, we were attacked by a large male lion,
willing to do anything to get rid of enemies. We were around 6 months so able to run and
fight and make noise but yet this male was the largest of animal I had ever seen, he snagged
Ren by the back and with one hard clamp he snapped his back. His life was over, and when me
and Kenone thought we were next he lifted his tail dropped my brother and walked away.
Mother nature had made her selections for the top of the litter; me and Kenone. That night
my parents came back, they rid of the body and raised me and Kenone to our teenage years.
He was smaller than me, long and lanky and ready to flee the cope and that he did with no
trouble. Me how ever, wanted to stay, wanted to learn, wanted to live the high life, but father
was having none of it and neither was my mother. They run me out claws hitting air, paws
hitting my back, and ears pinned. My tail was tucked and off I went.
I searched the land for years, and years till I found this piece of paradise. Off to itself with no
master and here I have remained. Here I decided to accept those around me who would live
under my rein and my rules. And thus my life had begun. Many females, came and many left
barring my young, and only one stayed who was welcomed with open arms. She did not hold
my young but she was young, younger than most I have seen on their own. She was but a year,
and here she came. Okami. She is a bit of a handful but she is young and has much to learn,
she along with my son _______ were the start of my paradise.
ｏｔｈｅｒ : I have had cubs before. But no connect to their mother.
L ᴇ ᴏ ᴘ ᴀ ʀ ᴅ s
" Pᴀɴᴛʜᴇʀᴀ Pᴀʀᴅᴜs "
ｗｈｏ ａｍ ｉ : Okami the Goddess
ｎｉｃｋ ｎａｍｅ : None call me Okami
ａｇｅ : 3 Years Old
ｇｅｎｄｅｒ : Female
ｒａｎｋ : Lovely Huntress
ｂａｓｉｃ ｄｅｓｃｒｉｐｔｉｏｎ : I am not a large female I am rather small compared to
a lot of the females that I live around, and on that note I am rather young compared to those
around me. My coat is a little darker burnt golden color, my stomach is white, and so is the
under side of my legs. My eyes are lined with a thick black line making it look like I have eye liner
on while my eyes are a deep burnt gold. My tail is long and full, the tip is coated with large
black spots with a white under belly and tip.
ｅｙｅ ｃｏｌｏｒ : Golden Yellow
ｃｏａｔ ｃｏｌｏｒ : Golden Brown, White, and Dark Brown Spots.
ｈｅｉｇｈｔ : Head & Body ;; 5.0 ft
Tail - 3.5 ft
ｗｅｉｇｈｔ : 78 lb
ｓｐｅｃｉａｌ ｍａｒｋｉｎｇｓ : None Yet.
ｃｒｕｓｈ : ---
ｍａｔｅ（ｓ） : ---
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ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ : I am out going keeping those around me,
always on their toes and never know what I am going to next. I am spontaneous and
very unpredictable when it comes to how I will be feeling one day compared to the next
day. One day I will be happy go lucky, and ready to do anything and take on everything
that comes my way, then the next I will be wired and ready to kill, with claws out and
ready to attack. I am what most may so that I am bi polar. How ever, I am not close
to anyone around me and other than the King no one really talks to me for I am not one
that is easy to get along with or one that someone wants to keep around for more than a
day or a few hours.
Under all of my unknown of my mood, I have never felt the love of another or the care of
another other than my mother. I have been around many cubs from other females, but
of course my company was only welcomed for so long, and soon I was run out seen as a
danger and a threat to her cubs. I am scared of my own shadow and any noise that comes
from my surrounding area. I am jumpy, skittish, and ready to fly at any noise. Much to
learn, and many lessons ahead of me that will make my life complete and ready for the world.
ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ : Born to a large litter with six cubs in it, and a mother who had
no idea what she was doing have a litter at two years old. She was on her own with no male
at her side or to take care of her and no land to call her own we were a sitting target and
sure enough that target came fast, but not from other animals but from Mother Nature
herself. My mother did not know how to hunt all that well, she could barely take care of
herself and now that she had six mouths to feed, and a job to keep moving to avoid threats,
she was a sitting duck. We were all hungry, starving at that, and we began to drop like flies.
We made it to two months, with six cubs, and by the fourth month of age we were down
to three cubs. My two sisters and brother killed by hunger, and my mother not knowing
what to do, panicked and began to move us farther and farther into the Savannah. To a
land she did not know, to a land none of us knew. To a land run by a new master, man. He
did not want to help or want to make friends with us, they wanted our coats and one a full
moon when my mother was out hunting, they came for us, lucky I was out, being separate,
and alone, a loner to my litter. The two cubs were killed. I was left alone, and lost. The
morning sun kissed the horizon and with the bright sun rang out the roars and calls of my
mother. Her panicked voice was echoing over the Savannah of course I ran.
Now it was just the two of us, she began to fend for us better and better as she learned from
her mistakes and took us away from the men and back to the land she knew. She would hunt
day in and day out teaching me what she could and making me watched what I could only
teach myself. Soon I grew to eleven months old almost ready to take on my first hunt,
when my mother came back with a gaping wound and a large buffalo on her hills, it was
all to clear what had happened. She lasted but a week before weakness, dehydration,
and infection took her away from me. I was now forced on my own with no hope of living,
until I found Reth's kingdom. He welcomed me with open arms allowed me to watch him on
his hunts and learn all that I know today and now were I live. A living warrior and huntress in
the making.
ｏｔｈｅｒ : No.
