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[Strangeness]

Kodak was grown up to be fierce and a survivor. His mother and father always fought agents each other and weren’t cut out for parenthood. They never paid any attention to Kodak unless it was to beat him or yell at him. As a kit, he learned to hunt at age 6 months just so he could survive life. Kodak killed his first prey at 6 months 3 days, which showed he was a talented hunter. He would sit atop of an old human trail that looked over a cliff. Kodak would look out throughout the valley and ponder life. He wished this could be his own home not his fathers. Kodak got more than he bargained for because one day, he was sitting up there while sunning himself on a rock. He heard a loud growl, yelp and hiss. He ran to the bottom of the hill and he saw his father and mother killed on the leafy ground, no trace of any other predator around. Kodak smiled, now he gets his chance at life. Now he has established a bit of land and all he need are some allies’ friends and a mate or two. You are walking around and out of the corner of your eye you see a large male mountain lion. He is very handsome and looks fierce with his lovely tan coat. "Hey, what yah doin’ on my territory?" he asks you. After you answer he says you can stay but be careful cause unless you prove yourself he "ain’t" helping you. You nod and smile, i guess you will have to climb the mountain to get to live in his pride.


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[Strangeness]

Username: Snowconeninja
Name: Kodak
Age: 4
Gender: male
Desired Rank: Dominant Male
Description:
Ari is a quite large and very muscular mountain lion. He is tall for a mountain lion, bringing himself to stand as tall as the average sapling at around 90 cm, making him look down to talk to most. Usually his rather large size intimidates other mountain lions from the start. His size contributes to his great muscular build. His small wide muzzle is tipped with a jet black nose and various whiskers that dot his snout. He has long muscular legs and large furry paws, perfect for changing mountain weather. A long thickly furred tail reaches down to his paws, barely missing the ground. Under uncurled lips, his sharp white canines are almost 2 inches long, and when barred, can make any warrior slink back into the shadows. His fur is mostly a dark tan at the top and slowly fades into a cream like color underbelly. His thick coat reaches every shade of tan imaginable. Ari’s fur is rather thick and fluffy, which in turn, makes him look even larger. Ari’s fur is quite soft for a mountain lion; it feels similar to a duck’s outer feathers Ari is covered in scars from his past and many fights he has been in because of his fiery temper. One scar that stands out the most is a large bite mark on his neck, he never tells anyone were or how he got it. Ari has large hard eyes that are a greenish grey in color. Like his pelt, his eyes fade from one color to the next His piercing green-grey eyes are fierce enough to send chills down any mountain lions spine. All in all Ari is a quite handsome mountain lion.
Personality:
Ari’s eyes never betray himself. They keep his emotions hidden and others can`t see behind the mask. He is normally a good liar and skilled at keeping things and secrets to himself. He is socially awkward, making Kodak feel weird and alert. He is highly distrustful of others, and despite his lack of social skills, he is bold and brave, but reserved and quiet. He makes an amazing leader no matter what, he is never afraid to take a risk for his friends and family. His heart has taken blows before that have made his chest throb and his head spin. His heart aches in anger and despair and he feels as if the world has turned its back on him. Ari feels alone, sick, dark, cold, and he just wants some warmth in his life, even though he won't admit it out loud, not even to himself. He desires to be close to something or someone, to find the security he needs to keep himself sane. Ari is cold and wishes to appear unfeeling, maybe to make others feel uneasy around him because he "wants to be left alone". Even though justice was his original goal and he still tends to believe that, he ends up killing or hurting others that get in his way. He may have good looks but can be a very dark and sinister male. He is a skilled, expertly trained fighter and would never back down from a challenge. If he trusts you he trusts you 100% and if you betray him he'll never trust you again. Ari isn't a Mountain lion who gives second chances.
History:
Wip
Crush(es): none
Mate: none
Kin: none that he knows of
Pups?: N/A
Other: naw


Username: Snowconeninja
Name:Quest
Age: 3 or 4
Gender: Female

Desired Rank: Scout and Fighter
Description:
Quest is quite small for any Mountain lion, bringing herself to stand about 26 at the shoulder. Most would think that with a small size came weakness, but it the other way around for Quest. She has a very thin build, but is made purely of muscle. Because of this she is exceptionally strong and swift, but relatively a bad hunter. She has thin muscular legs and wide paws perfect for walking on top of snow piles, and a fluffy long tail that reaches just above her ankles. Under uncurled lips, her sharp canines are only one inch long, making it hard to deliver a killing bite. Quest’s light tan colored coat is very long and thick, making her nice and warm in the winter. Her fur is also quite coarse but it shines in the sunlight if it's groomed well. Her light tan coat is as creamy as a exposed clay cliff except her pure white underbelly. Shining playful and warm green eyes always welcome anyone to talk, except her current opponent, were her stunning eyes portray pure power. All in all, Quest is considered to be a stunning Mountain lion, although she doesn't notice it.
Personality:
Quest’s eyes show her emotions and it always easy to see them. She is normally a good liar and quite good at keeping her secrets to herself, but most don’t know that. She loves to talk and share stories with others but rarely tells of her past. She is highly distrustful of others, despite her amazing social skills and never fully trusts anyone. She is loud and witty, untrusting and reserved. All of them describe her. Her heart has taken blows before and that has scared her for life. She desires to be close to something or someone, but so far she hasn’t had much luck. She may have good looks and seem innocent, but can be a very dark and purely evil female. If she trusts you (which is close to impossible) she trusts you 100% and if you betray her she'll never trust you again, and that isn’t something you want to happen. Quest is a strong believer in revenge.
History:
Quest was born to a mother who didn't want anything to do with her and an abusive father. She was an accident, a mistake, as were her other siblings whom were stillborn or died shortly after birth because their mother didn't take care of them. She was the strongest, the oldest kit of the litter who somehow managed to survive. Her parents figured raising one cub wouldn't be so bad and they would get rid of her as soon as she was weaned. And that's how it was. Her snappy mother often shooed her away when she tried to suckle, and she almost never went a day where she wasn't bruised or bleeding. Finally, they weaned her quite early, and abandoned her on the border of a land that was taken by a different pride of mountain lions in the middle of the night so they wouldn't be caught near the claimed territory. She was alone, confused, and hungry. Not sure why her parents never came back for her. After a couple of hours, she crawled into the shelter of some ferns and sobbed until she fell asleep, to be woken up by a small patrol of lions. They seemed a bit hostile at first, but quickly figured out what had happened and took her in. They were a large and busy but very caring pride, finding her a foster mother until she was a bit older and began training. She wanted to be a fighter, after all the abuse and neglectfulness and her parents abandoning her, she became a bit vengeful. She wanted to be the best fighter there was.
She graduated early and earned her full rank as a fighter at a rather young age, but she excelled so much at it they felt it wouldn't be fair to make her wait any longer. She was planning to leave and to confront her parents, secretly sneaking out at night, leaving the territory even to find young loners to battle for training. Being about seven months old at this time, she was nearly full grown, and although she lost some fights you had better believe she sent other wolves running for the hills. The pack seemed to notice her lack of sleep and loss of energy, but she refused to tell them what she was up to. She simply said that she was having trouble sleeping because her den mates were too loud, or that it was too hot or crowded. Most of them not believing her, because she had never had this problem before, the dominant pair sent a couple of guards to sleep around the fighters' den to make sure she wasn't sneaking out. That ended her night practices but it also angered her because she never had any practice fighting. She was always assisting the hunters or the border patrollers to make sure they were safe. One day, she finally slipped off when no one was looking.
Sure, the pride would notice her absence quickly, but she felt that if she didn't keep this up then she'd lose her fighting ability, get a bit rusty. But instead of running into some poor wolf all by his or her own, she met a small band of rogues. They said that a member of her current ride owed them something, but her pride mates were in the way. They made a deal that if she could lure that mountain lion out of camp to meet them here, then they'd led her join them. Now, why would Quest want to join a band of rogues? Well she was sick of the same old routine every day. Life living with them would be much more exciting. Come the day that she did bring that Mountain lion into the woods, the rogues brutally murdered him instead of speaking like they agreed, then turned on her instead, saying they wouldn't let some useless lion join them. She fought them, and of course outnumbered, was left bloodied next to the dead body of her pride mate. When the rogues had left, she finally got to her paws, and that's when a patrol found her. Her looking like she had just been in a fight and a dead body at her paws didn't look good. In fact, it looked like she had killed the wolf herself.
They captured her and brought her back to the dominant pair, telling them what they found and what they believed. Quest was too weak to answer, and one would imagine how she pulled off what she did next after losing so much blood. The pair ordered the others to kill her, and she ran for dear life. Thanks to her speed and agility, she managed to stay ahead, but her legs threatened to give out any second. They cornered her at a waterfall. She was ready to die, knowing that if she jumped she would be killed anyways, so she stood and let herself be killed. But when her world turned black, it wasn't because of a fatal bite to the throat, but because she ended up passing out and falling over the edge, into the water. When she awoke, her fur was damp with water, her vision blurred. She blinked her eyes rapidly until she regained her vision and found that a lone male had seen her fall and pulled her out. She had been out for a couple of hours, and admitted to herself that he was quite handsome. He helped take care of her, treated her wounds. They lived together for months, hunting and fighting for their food and shelter. Finally, when Quest was almost two years old, she confessed that she loved the male, but he didn't feel the same way about her and out of the awkwardness and not being able to talk to each other after that, he dumped her in the pouring rain a couple of nights later. She thought that what they had was special, but that was her mistake. He just wanted to be friends, and he didn't even value her friendship enough to stay with her. So, heartbroken, she fled the land, having run ins with loner and other packs which more often than not ended in a fight. She killed them if she could, and then went on her way, becoming more and more cold with each fight and each day she spent alone.

Crush(es): None yet
Mate: none
Kin: unknown of whereabouts.
Pups?: no
Other:no

[RainbowFinch]

Username:
PinkSpaniel
Name:
Shasta
Age:
3 years
Gender:
Female
Desired Rank:
Kit Caretaker and Healer
Description:
Shasta is a beautiful tawny lioness. A fit and healthy cougar, she is built more delicate then others of her species. Shorter and slimmer then most, she uses her intelligence, speed and flexibility to defeat opponents and hunt down prey. Dark black covers her rounded ears and the tip of her tale, a faded darkness around her brown nose and muzzle.
Personality:
Shasta is a gentle soul, finding the greatest accomplishment in life is when she helps others. She cares for everyone, especially young. Very protective over kits, even those that are not her own. Shasta is also very lonely most of the time, finding comfort in the presence of others or when someone needs her to do a job. She is soft spoken, gentle and because of this can also be seen as weak. When it comes to her own protection she does avoid fighting, but if it meant protecting a child she would fight like a tiger.
History:
Shasta was a quiet kit, growing up with only her mother. It was a very uneventful beginning to her life and nothing really happened until she met a young male Cougar. He was the reason she left her mothers territory, setting out with his mate to start a life. Life was good and soon she became pregnant, finding that out made her the happiest day of her life; but it soon turned to sorrow. She lost the three cubs at their birth and almost lost her own life as well, after that she became sadder and sadder. Her mate soon moved on, unable to repopulate with her and she was left alone. The thought of death was welcome to her and she did not even hunt, the end of her life would have come swiftly if not for one lost cub. She returned the baby to her family and in doing so found her way into Ari's lands.
Crush(es):
None
Mate:
None Anymore
Kin:
None
Kits?:
None but she wishes for cubs
Other:
None

Username:
PinkSpaniel
Name:
Lash
Age:
5 years
Gender:
Male
Desired Rank:
Hunter
Description:
Lash is a pale colour of beige, with dark black guard hairs along his shoulders and down his spine. He is a thick and heavy set Mountain Lion, built to withstand most anything. At five years of age he has been through quite a bit and it shows on his body. Ragged fur, scaring around his paws and chest, left ear tipped at the tip. Lash's eyes are pale gray.
Personality:
He is a quiet man, the strong and silent type. Very rough around the edges and not the best in social situations. He keeps mostly to himself, often on the outside and looking in on a group. He was alone for many years and has grown accustomed to that style of life.
History:
Lash has lived his five years almost all alone. He was born to a mother, the only cub and was lucky to survive to adult hood. When he reached the age to leave her that is what he did, and for four years he wandered around. It was a rough life, little food and territory slowly vanishing due to human interferance. Finally he settled where he is now, a proper position in a clan.
Crush(es):
None
Mate:
None
Kin:
None
Kits?:
None
Other:
None

[Strangeness]

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[RainbowFinch]

((You can if you want, I don't mind. I will add my male soon.))