mes fleurs || c h a r a c t e r s

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hello, darlings!
i simply would like a place to store and organize my characters
so i decided to make a thread. please don't comment, post,
bookmark, etc. i probably need plenty of space (i'm sort of
character obsessed.) please don't steal any of my characters
or my formatting. if you need to know anything, private
message me. none of these pictures, gifs, etc are not mine.
thanks so much! feel free to look through and enjoy~
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"ＳＴＲＡＮＧＥ ＣＨＩＬＤＲＥＮ ＳＨＯＵＬＤ
ＳＭＩＬＥ ＡＴ ＥＡＣＨ ＯＴＨＥＲ ＡＮＤ
ＳＡＹ, “ＬＥＴ’Ｓ ＰＬＡＹ."
— Ｆ． ＳＣＯＴＴ ＦＩＴＺＧＥＲＡＬＤ,
ＴＥＮＤＥＲ ＩＳ ＴＨＥ ＮＩＧＨＴ
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ｓａｂａ & ｓａｇｅ

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b a s i c s;
name: Saba
nicknames: She prefers to be called Saba.
gender: Female
birth date: She was born on July twenty-seventh.

a p p e a r e n c e;
height: 32 inches at the shoulder
weight: 60 pounds
pelt: Her pelt is a neutral shade of black with a darker gray underbelly. She has cream-gray paws and lighter highlights around her face, especially her muzzle.
eyes: Her eyes are a dark amber with brown hues.
build: Her build is slim and long. Her legs are very lanky and she is quite tall. She's very large and lithe for a female gray wolf.
defects: She has no defects and is in very good health.

p e r s o n a l i t y;
positive: Saba is enigmatic and interesting. She is quite the flirt and can appear friendly without being overzealous or too talkative. She's encouraging and a positive thinker, her youth makes her very ambitious.
negative: Saba can be extremely impatient. She's not very easy going, actually, and can be very stubborn. Sometimes she's too melodramatic and can be very vain.
likes: Saba loves chasing things. She enjoys running into a flock of birds or chasing rabbits, even if she's not hunting. She also loves climbing rocks, but Sage always has an eye on her to keep her from going too high.
dislikes: Saba is very careful that Sage isn't put into a dangerous situation. She is very protective over her. Saba also dislikes being put into tight spaces and can be very claustrophobic. Injury is also a huge pet peeve for her; she hates feeling useless.
favorite color: Her favorite color is bright yellow, like the sun really early in the morning.
skills: Saba's main talent is hunting and running. She is an excellent hunter and can reach extreme speeds, rarely running out of energy.
theme: Parachutes - Paper Birds

p a s t;
history: Saba was born to a very young, roaming mother without a pack. Her single mother taught her everything she knows and, unfortunately, died in a sudden attack by rogues when Saba was only a fresh adolescent. Saba has cared for herself ever since, or at least until she met Sage.
fears: Her main fear, similarly to Sage, is losing her friend.
birth land: She was born in a small forest in Belarus, just outside of where Sage was born.

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{{“The strangeness of Time. Not in its passing, which can seem infinite, like a tunnel whose end you can't see, whose beginning you've forgotten, but in the sudden realization that something finite, has passed, and is irretrievable.”

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b a s i c s;
name: Sage
nicknames: She usually just goes by Sage.
age: She is four and a half.
gender: Female
birth date: She was born on January 25th.

a p p e a r e n c e;
height: 28 inches at the shoulder
weight: 73 pounds
pelt: Her pelt is predominantly creamy-gray with some golden, silver and dark gray highlights.
eyes: Her eyes are dark brown with golden hues
build: Her build is sturdy and stout, with stronger, thicker legs and a shorter than average head to tail length
defects: She's missing a chip in her left, top canine tooth. Other than that, she's in considerably good health.

p e r s o n a l i t y;
positive: Sage is concentrated, determined and loyal. She is always on track and doesn't stray, and she is smart, patient and caring. She is quick to defend either herself or Saba and she is extremely resourceful.
negative: She can be too intense sometimes. She is extremely shy and very cautious- unlike Saba. She can sometimes get carried away in her over protective nature and she can also come off as condescending.
likes: Sage loves the water and rivers; swimming is one of her favorite things to do. She also loves sunrises and watching birds.
dislikes: Sage hates heights or Saba being put into a bad situation. She also greatly dislikes cars, trucks, or anything to do with roads.
favorite color: Her favorite color is cream because it's peaceful and warmer.
skills: Sage is an excellent swimmer and has watched enough grizzlies to know how to scoop fish out of the water with her paw. Due to her sturdier build, she isn't a very good runner so this is how she hunts. She is quite good at plant observation and hole digging.
theme: Message to Bears - Mountains

p a s t;
history: She was a single pup to her mother and father. Her mother fell deathly ill and relied on father to take care of her. After Sage's father died after being hit by a car, Sage nurtured her mother through her final days. Eventually, she wandered off and met Saba. Saba is Sage's best friend and travel companion. She met Saba as the lithe, black wolf was awkwardly trying to cross a lake. They stuck together ever since and protected each other during their travels.
fears: Her main fear is losing Saba. She simply wouldn't know what to do without her companion. She is also quite afraid of falling ill like her mother did and not being around to protect her friend anymore.
birth land: She was born in a small forest in Belarus.

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name: Mothpelt
nicknames: She prefers to be
referred to with her full name.
age: She is 24 moons.
gender: Female
birth date: March fifteenth

Born in early spring in a small forest just outside a twoleg village, Mothkit was one of three siblings to her mother and father in a family named Mapleclan. Her upbringing was peaceful and she was a healthy, bouncing young kit straight into apprenticeship. As an apprentice, she was granted menial tasks like tending to elders or helping mothers with their babies. As she was fulfilling her duties one afternoon, she overheard a conversation between the leader and the deputy. They were discussing how scarce prey has been for the warriors and how the water levels of the nearby river have lowered considerably since the last moon. Mothpaw decided to keep this to herself- choosing to not gossip about their leader's conversations. As the next moon passed, it became shockingly clear something was wrong. Days would start off cooler, as they always had been, but by noon- the soil around their campsite had dried to sand and burned the pads of their paws to the touch. The prey pile was certainly lessening and the few bites of food they did have appeared malnourished. The medicine cat for the clan was worried when her usual herbs began disappearing and drying up around the forest. Cats throughout the clan were suffering heat stress as the days went from warm, to hot, to sweltering. Mothpaw watched as warriors dropped their duties for the most part of the day to try and find a cool place to rest. Cats began grooming themselves excessively trying to cool off. But the real, most hitting shock was when an elder suffered a horrible bout of heat exhaustion and died in the tepid, heavy air of the elder den in the middle of one summer afternoon. This threw Mothpaw's entire clan into distress, especially considering the river's water levels were lowering so rapidly. It was their only source of water and in just another quarter moon, it was nothing but a stewing cesspool of mud and dead river plants. The clan began to panic and search desperately for other forms of water. Kits and elders were falling ill and one litter of newborns was already lost. Den mothers were becoming infertile and the leader of Mapleclan herself was showing signs of illness. Both of Mothpaw's parents died during this time - her mother of dehydration and her father in a fight with a starving badger. The forest began to rapidly deteriorate and Mothpaw banded together one night with a couple of the healthier apprentices and a warrior and they left the grounds together. They were all orphans too, and there was nothing left for them in their tiny, weakening clan. One of the apprentices found a smaller group of cats that couldn't officially be deemed a clan. The other one was so young that she was adopted into a different, very large clan that didn't accept Mothpaw or the other warrior. Lastly, the warrior parted with Mothpaw when she found her current clan and granted her her own unofficial warrior name (considering they bonded together and she was mentored on their journey for a new home.) Mothpaw was now named Mothpelt and she was in a new land, searching for her own family and life to restart and begin again.

She is a calico tortoise-shell
with a mix of orange, white and
black. Her black splotches cover
the majority of her back and her
underbelly is a creamy-white. Her
nose and ears are a lighter shade
of pink. She has very light green
eyes with yellower hues.She is qu-
-ite long and extremely thin. Her
legs are very long which makes
her appear very tall. Her build is
very lithe and feminine.

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b a s i c s;
name: Saadia
nicknames: Saha
age: 3 years and 5 months
gender: Female
birth date: June 19th

positive: Saadia is a level-headed and extremely adaptable. She's adventurous and imaginative, with an curious personality. She, unlike her sisters, is a lone-worker and prefers to travel by herself. She is confident, strong, and independent. negative: She hates routine and is unconventional. She dislikes the traditions of living within a lion pride and silently rebelled early on in her years. Saadia is solitary and only enjoyed the company of her older brother during her time in her pride. likes: Saadia loves afternoon naps and being underneath the sun on a heating rock. She also enjoys the occasional company of Olive, a African Wild dog that she met on her journeys across the Savannah. dislikes: Hyenas. Saadia absolutely hates hyenas and endured a traumatizing attack by a pack of hyenas when she was a cub. favorite color: Saadia's favorite color is the deep red near the end of a sunset. skills: She is a great hunter and is extremely fast; she specializes in catching hares and impala. Saadia liked hunting in a pride and the teamwork involved, but she doesn't mind hunting alone.

a p p e a r e n c e;
height: 264 pounds
weight: 3 feet and 7 inches
pelt: Darker tan with brown
flecks on her flanks
eyes: Amber with yellow highlights
around the iris rims
build: She has a sturdy build and
is extremely muscular
defects: She's missing two claws
on her front, left paw

Saadia decided to leave her pride a short while ago. She was tired of the conventional pride methods and went on a search for adventure. During her lone journey through the Savannah, she met Olive, a dainty African Wild dog that scavenges off of her leftovers. They hesitantly keep each other company, forming an odd bond with each other forged out of protection. theme

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personality & history;
Kitwana means 'pledged to live' in Swahili; the native language of the lions within the plains that this unique male lion calls home. He was infact, 'pledged to live' by his father when it became clear that his lighter mane color would be almost instant death living on his own. Unlike the other male lions born into a lion pride; he was not exiled and instead is allowed to live out the rest of his life within the safety of his pride. Though his father is growing older and soon, another younger, stronger lion will come and kill him to conquer his throne. Kitwana struggles everyday with the knowledge that he will soon find himself alone and exiled whether it was his father's wish or not. No matter how difficult it is, he knows that it is a inevitable fate.

b a s i c s;
name: Kitwana
nicknames: Kitty (only used by Saadia)
age: 3 years and 5 months
gender: Male
birth date: June 19th

a p p e a r e n c e;
height: 414 pounds
weight: 4 feet and 3 inches
pelt: Light tan with a very light
mane, almost beige with camel highlights
eyes: Light yellow eyes with darker shades
of brown near the top of the iris
build: He has a lithe build and is taller than
the other lions in the pride, even the largest
male. Most of his weight is caused by this.
defects: His mane is significantly lighter than
the other males within his pride. This minor
feature caused him to lose much respect.

Kitwana grew up with his sister Saadia and two other cubs; his brother Hasani and his other sister Kiwa. Hasani was a handsome, strong lion that grew up and was forced out of the pride by his father to prevent his throne being usurped. Kiwa is a delicate, thin female that was driven out of the pride when she became infertile become of her her low body weight and weak immune system; nobody knows what happened to her since she was driven away. Kitwana grew close to Saadia during their time together and he was appalled to hear that she was leaving to seek "adventure." Despite his distaste, he agreed to keep her secret until the day that he died. He still holds the facade to the rest of the pride that she disappeared without a trace. Kitwana is very law abiding and he much respects all the pride has done for him during his life. Kitwana is very thorough and focused. He is self-disciplined and knows when to stop and re-evaluate the situation. He doesn't act first and think later; unlike the other more risky and vivacious males in the pride. He is organised and helps the pride Shaman sort out herbs and ingredients just as a favor. He is very selfless and follows a strong moral code, always sticking to tradition and respecting the ancient ways of his lion ancestors. Despite his defect, he is outgoing and popular within the pride as a loyal and kind lion. He is very sympathetic towards his friends though he is also proned to insecurity and tends to not voice his opinion very often. His skills are lacking slightly and he isn't the best fighter. Sometimes he will join the females on their hunts and he has developed skills in that field but his hefty weight and masculine build make it difficult to hunt alongside the slender and more silent lionesses
of the pride.
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K I W A

b a s i c s;
name: Kiwa
nicknames: None
age: 3 years and 5 months
gender: Female
birth date: June 19th

p e r s o n a l i t y:
Kiwa is the third born cub alongside Kitwana, her pale pelted brother; Saadia, her runaway sister; and Hasani, her other brother who is strong and confident. She was the runt of the litter and grew up small and weaker than her siblings. Kitwana a very large male but has a disadvantage in lion country due to his beige pelt and Saadia was always sturdy and strong, with powerful and fast legs to carry her far during hunts. Hasani was, of course, the largest of them all and strongest; he was a born king. Kiwa, on the other hand, was lithe, thin and short with weak legs and very little muscle on her build. This always put her in a bad position within the pride but the real issue came when she was expected to mate. Kiwa unfortunately, miscarried her first litter of cubs and was unable to even become pregnant the second time. The pride thought of Kiwa as a waste of resources so she was exiled and forced into lion country.
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Kiwa is a kind lioness with a very warm heart. She is usually passive.
Kiwa struggles in every way to live in lion country alone and endure
the dangers of the African Savannah without a pride to support her.
She rarely ever hunts, only taking very few opportunities to munch
on food she scavenges or the occasional kill she makes on a animal
calf that is left unattended. She usually climbs very low trees after
observing multiple leopards do exactly that. She developed quite a
few methods to adapt to her new lifestyle and climbing is one of her
feats. She has spent hours watching a specific leopard, one with a
foot defect that puts her at a similar climbing disadvantage as Kiwa,
and closely admired how she made specific foot twists and turns. In
turn, Kiwa's main skill is climbing. Despite it being generally unusual
for a lion to make their home in the trees, Kiwa's light weight allows
for a form of agility that her bigger-boned brothers and sisters don't
possess. Climbing has become her only means of survival and in most
circumstances, she will escape to trees in case of danger or flee to a
higher, safer place with her prey away from the domineering hyenas
that stalk the weaker lioness on a routine basis. She someday hopes
to meet one of her other brothers and sisters again, somewhere out
on the open plains where they can help and support one another out
in the wilds of the Savannah. She is currently seeking them right now.

a p p e a r e n c e;
weight: 217 pounds
height: 3 feet and 3 inches
Her pelt is light tan with very faint darker flecks on her flanks. Her eyes are a grayish amber with darker amber and gray flecks in the iris. Her build is extremely weak and lithe, her legs and bone structure are thin and frail. She has a birdlike frame with smaller, shorter shoulders. She is generally one big defect. Her small size and low body weight put her at a massive disadvantage for a lioness living alone in the wild, without a pride to defend her.
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