ＴＨＥ ＩＳＬＡＮＤ ᵀᶦᵍᵉʳ ᴿᴾ ᶫᶫ ˢᵉᵐᶦ⁻ᴸᶦᵗ

[canis,]

All are accepted. I will add them soon. }}

[.Live.Love.Laugh.]

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> > ＵＳＥＲＮＡＭＥ
.Live.Love.Laugh.

> > ＮＡＭＥ
Tulsa

> > ＧＥＮＤＥＲ
Male

> > ＡＧＥ
Two years old.

> > ＲＡＮＫ
Rouge

> > ＣＲＵＳＨ
None

> > ＭＡＴＥ
None

> > ＣＵＢ/Ｓ
None

> > ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ
Tulsa for his young age is a feisty male with a lot of fight in him. This cat isn't one who will easily back down when it comes too something he wants. Being younger means size is his down fall, but his mighty sense of self makes up for his a bit under pare size. With this feistiness comes the nicer side of Tulsa that is offend seen in the presence of the opposite sex, and this side is much more habitable that the other. With the age comes the playful side of Tulsa that only comes out when he is alone, or with young tigers like himself.

> > ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ
The cat was born here, on May 24,2011 it was a deary day that seemed to clear up almost the moment he was born. Tulsa did have a brother who died in his first year from predators, that tried to reach Tulsa too but failed. Being young the male remembers much of his mother and her ways of teaching him the ropes of hunting by bring him live, but injured kills for him to play and pounce on. When he was about a year old Tulsa was cast away from his mothers territory ran out by her, at first he started out nearly starving too death and scavenging off older kills. About seven months after that he is now thriving lone male.

> > ＧＥＮＥＲＡＬ ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ

[beekind]

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> > ＵＳＥＲＮＡＭＥ
Thanatos Redemption

> > ＮＡＭＥ
Aries

> > ＧＥＮＤＥＲ
Female

> > ＡＧＥ
3

> > ＲＡＮＫ
Clan Member

> > ＣＲＵＳＨ
None

> > ＭＡＴＥ
None

> > ＣＵＢ/Ｓ
None

> > ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ
Aries is a proud young female that would easily do well without the help of a clan. She's in top physical health and a good enough hunter to get by. In all honesty, she'd rather be on her own, but she sticks with the clan. Why? She's different, and in the world she lives in, that can be a dangerous thing. She knows and accepts the fact that her pelt, the source of her vanity, will likely get her killed one day if she's not careful, so she stays with the group, viewing safety in numbers as a thing to be cherished. That being said, Aries never was one to be a follower. She prefers playing leader and having everyone's eyes on her. She's sized up Coda once or twice and was sure that if it ever came down to a fight, she could hold her own. She feels as if she owes none of the clan members anything save the occasional piece of prey but knows that if she intends to take over the clan someday, she must begin endearing them to her.

> > ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ
Aries was born on the island to a single mother who only gave birth to a litter of one. By the time she was born, her father was long gone, having been poached for his fur which was a brilliant shade of orange. Soon after she was weaned, her mother, also a Golden Tabby, was captured by a zoo and taken away from her. Luckily, Aries could take care of herself for the most part by then, so she was able to scratch out a life for herself. She was, however, tracked and hunted down several times and has been shot at. In her adolescence, she was trapped in a net and brought to a poacher's camp. It was only by efforts of wildlife conservationists that she was released and allowed to continue her life, but the terror of the moment never left her. Soon after, she joined the Clan and has never left.

> > ＧＥＮＥＲＡＬ ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ
Aries is a rather large, rather muscular Golden Tabby Tigress. She is shorter than the males in her clan only by a matter of centimeters and is often mistaken for a male, despite her voice being easily recognizable as female. Her fur is thick and light with few stripes to break it up, making hunting harder for her. Years spent chasing down her prey have given her strong forelegs and powerful hind legs, tapering off into long, serrated claws. Aries is scarless thus far and intends to keep herself that way.

[canis,]

Accepted. }}

[colorblind.]

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> > ＵＳＥＲＮＡＭＥ

tea.

> > ＮＡＭＥ

luka

> > ＧＥＮＤＥＲ

female

> > ＡＧＥ

three

> > ＲＡＮＫ

clan member

> > ＣＲＵＳＨ

none

> > ＭＡＴＥ

none

> > ＣＵＢ/Ｓ

none

> > ＰＥＲＳＯＮＡＬＩＴＹ

work in progress

> > ＨＩＳＴＯＲＹ

work in progress

> > ＧＥＮＥＲＡＬ ＤＥＳＣＲＩＰＴＩＯＮ

work in progress

[canis,]

All are accepted. We may begin. }}

[canis,]

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Coda

Male
5 years
King
Single

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A large, muscular figure moved in and out of the trunks of the trees. The wind also weaved through the area, causing the animal's fur to ruffle. The figure continued moving towards and unknown destination. His name is Coda. And he's a King. Being one of the largest animals on this island, Coda did not have much to worry about when it came to predators. But he still kept alert. Up ahead was Camp. It belonged to the tiger Clan that lived on the island, led by Coda. It was here that Coda was heading to. His dark orange fur blended in well until he entered the Camp, which was open to the sunlight. Instantly, the lighter parts of his fur were illuminated, while his dark stripes were accented. His huge paws stepped delicately, so as to not wake anyone. Not yet, anyway. Coda proceeded forward towards his den. Once at the mouth of the cave, he turned to face the camp. Then, he roared. It rang through the trees he had just left. Through the clearings and the field. It vibrated every rock on the island. The roar was a call to his Clan, to awake and gather.

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Kanti

Female
3 years
Clan Member
Single

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Kanti was snoozing peacefully in her den. When the morning rays hit her fur, though, her eyes snapped open. The blue orbs instantly looked like ice with the added sunlight. She stood, stretching each limb with care. Then, she sat back on her haunches, raising one large paw and licking it to groom herself. Kanti pushed down the pesky tuft of fur that refused to settle on her hind leg, then stood once more. Now, she was presentable. The white female proceeded out of her den and into the Camp. At first, she squinted her eyes. But as they narrowed and dilated, Kanti was finally able to open them and the image of the Camp became clear. She saw that she was the only one awake currently, so she simply sat down to await the rest of the Clan.

[beekind]

:: A R I E S::

Clan Member.
Single.
Female.

"...and we'll never be Royals. It don't run in our blood."

Golden eyes snapped open as a roar echoed through the clearing, giving note that it was time to start the day. Golden eyes slid shut and a curse against the day was muttered as the beast they belonged to hauled herself to her feet slowly, muscles rippling under her pelt. Massive paws padded softly out from the shadow of her den and into the blazing light the sun put forth.A short look around told her that most of her clan mates had yet to leave the comfort of their own dens and she rolled her eyes, already leaning down to stretch. Her mouth opened in a yawn revealing long, serrated incisors and her claws slid out. Aries relaxed and shook out her thick, pale orange fur and moved toward Kanti, head held high. "Good morning." She gave a breif nod and sat down beside the other female, beginning to groom.

[spring.]

kasumi
single
clan member
approaching king

kasumi awoke to the chilling morning air that often came before sunrise. the small tigress barely had time to open her eyes before an impressive yawn parted her jaws and closed her eyes. after this, and a couple smaller yawns, the female was ready to begin her day. she stood up and looked at the greenery concealing her den. she had found a tiny fox den and just made it much larger to accomadate for her size, plus a bit of extra room. the tigress made her way out of the den, parting the hanging green leaves of a weeping willow tree.

the amber and black tigress had claimed her home outside of the camp, and heard the roar of the king, telling the others waken. she made her silent way into camp, seeking out the large lion that was their king. she spotted him instantly and sauntered up to him, as was her usual gait. "good morning, king. do you have any chores that need to be done?" she formally questioned him. kasumi had always been extremely formal towards the king, never trying to be rude.

[Gizmutt]

{ I hate to do it, but I am going to have to quit, my apologies. }