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arcanthera [ar-kan-theh-ruh] plural: arcanthera, adjective: arcantheran
arcan- (from arcane) + -thera (from panthera) = arcanthera
synonyms|| pantheryc plural: pantheryx

noun
xxxx1. a fictional species of big cat with magical properties, native to the domains of land arcana. can shift between feral/quadrupedal form (typical lion build) and anthro/bipedal form (walk on two legs, have hands and opposable thumbs for humantype craft). divided into the three subspecies of panfaera, pandemona, and pangelic, as well as the unclassed panneutroid.

username: beebun
name: arthur— also called art
gender: male
subspecies: pangelic
faction: very much pangelic— but considers himself
factionless.
lineart edits:
simple mods: tail tuft (no tuft), eyebrows (no eyebrows)
design coverage: simple
passive ability: this patheryc’s claws get longer or
shorter depending on his emotions.

give this pantheryc a passive ability and write whatever you like about them! (no word maximum) you may have three art pieces as extras.

end date: june 10, 2021, 3:00 AM PHST [UTC +8]

[beebun]

username: beebun
name: arthur— also called art
gender: male
faction: very much pangelic— but considers himself
factionless.
passive ability: this patheryc’s claws get longer or
shorter depending on his emotions.

(if I win him, he’ll be the blood uncle of alpine. c:)

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xxxxx “ act one. the mole
xxx whispers. light sounds, like
a small breeze that one could only feel if they payed
enough attention. huddled forms in the crowd became
clear to him, and his tail flicked back and forth behind him.
red eyes flashed in his directions, and his own black eyes
scanned another area of the crowd. he didn’t need the
gossips noticing him. that would be bad, very bad.
this place was a small town on the outskirts, and they
—the elder council, if you’d like— hadn’t had a spy
here in a while. and so, here he was. risking his
life! but it was for peace, for order. sometimes you
had to risk a little to achieve your goals. and to help
protect your people, from themselves.

xxxxx “ act two. first regrets
xxx he saw her in his head every night now. his
sister’s pale blue eyes as she stared at him— that was the last time that
he had seen her alive. the look of betrayal on her face, it stung to his
core, to his heart. he ached that he had done that to her, he had ratted
her out. he had told them that she didn’t know what she was doing,
that she wasn’t a rebel! but they hadn’t listened. they went in and
killed everyone in the building. his sister... his brother-in-law.. and
his adorable, young niece. they were all dead. gone. his only family.
they were what kept him going— as long as he gave and took for the
council, they would live happily. and he did! he gave them info. but
the info had said that she, his own sister had been a rebel. how
could she be so stupid?! he almost blamed her. the elder council had
given them peace, but she.. she.. he closed his eyes, hoping that he
could forget. that darkness would come and.. take him away.
a voice and a shout knocked him out of his thoughts.

xxxxx “ act three. ..
xxx [to summarize; he stops spying for the council and starts spying for rebels]

xxxxx “ act four. hope
xxx wipp

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[zoocyte]

congrats to beebun!