Pet's ID Tag: # 102
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Name You'd Choose for It: Aero
Pronounciation: Air-O-done
Gender: male
Specieshyena
Reason You Want It: at first a passed him by quite i bit but then i realized without the accesories he is acually a very beautiful character.
PersonalityAero is very possessive of those he loves ecspecially his mate. He is also independent and can take of himself. He will fight with those he does not know or trust and is not afraid to hurt someone physically and mentally.
Likeshis mate
night
fighting for what he believes in
water
heat
dislikesothers
cars
weapons
cold
owls
cats
snobs
LooksPeltHe has a very dark burgundy pelt with even darker spots down the back and sides of his body
Tailhis tail is the same color as his pelt except for a dark blue tip with a band of lighter blue where they dark blue and burgundy meet.
Earshis ears are like a normal hyenas. the backs are the same color as his spots and are rimmed in black.
Pawshis front toes are dark blue. his back paws have a dark purple band with a dark blue band on top of the purple around his ankles.
Eyeshis eyes are a beautiful ice blue. he has dark blue spots around each eye.
Nosehis nose is the same dark blue as all the others.
Otherhis claws are short yet sharp and are black. his canine teeth are long and yellowing.
History/Background/Other: Hello my name is Aero my name is longer but I prefer Aero for short. I was born in the far South regions of Africa on the hottest day of the year. When I was born in the den with my two brothers I was the runt of the litter. For the first night my brothers would not let me drink or huddle close to my mother’s stomach. I finally got a little bit of milk when my older brothers, being blind, crawled away. After the first two days my parents had to move the den due to humans encroaching into the territory, they tried to stay as long as possible but within the next two weeks, my parents left me there in the den to die taking my brothers with them. I cried and cried but my growls were blown away with the wind. That night my eyes opened and I took in the harsh cruel world that was the den. I somehow survived the morning but with the humans getting closer and my hunger growing stronger my hope of surviving was dwindling, so I just lay down to accept my fate. That night I awoke to howling and roaring nearby and found myself looking into the eyes of a male wolf they were harsh eyes and a scar running diagonally across his face. I let out a weak roar but within that roar the wolf must have heard something he liked. Perhaps it was the will that I would fight. He grabbed hold of the scruff of my neck and carried me off. As he carried me I saw what all the comotion was about. The pack the male lead were attacking and eating the humans that were settled close by. That night I saw the delight blood and death brought some and somewhere deep inside me I liked it, or at least I thought I did. I later found out the alphas name was Fuzen. We traveled for 2 months each day I got bigger and stronger. Fuzen was the one that named me .All around me was fighting both within the pack and from the pack. This pack was made of all kinds of animals I meet wolves, lions, rabbits, foxes, and even some of my own species hyena. We came to a dock where we traveled to America. We settled in an abandoned town. By this time I was 11 months old and almost full grown. I was bigger than most pups and cubs would be at my age. If only I could see my parents again I would have shown them that even the mall can become strong. By this time the male that saved me became my teacher. He taught me how to be cruel and vicious. Every other day there were battles and I quickly started winning them. Fuzen taught me everything about fighting and I soon created my own style. In Fuzen’s pack mainly only the males fought. Though many of them were stronger than me I was faster. I was lean for a hyena due to the lack of nutrition. I could get behind my opponent and deliver a death blow to the neck. I preferred to do that instead of fight everything out.
When I was one and a half years old Fuzen was challenged by a rogue dog. The challengers name was Jasper. The first time I saw him I knew that he was strong. Fuzen fought hard but within his old age lost. Jasper took control of the pack and soon took me on as his second in command. I was good and he was glad to have me. But one night I heard sneaking that got closer to my nest. I slowly awoke to be viciously mauled by who I thought were friends. As I looked up to the bloody muzzles I found Jasper’s face. I stared defiantly wishing I would not have been so stupid to think I was safe from his cruel eyes. I must have blacked out because when I came to there were more hyenas around me. I had never seen them before. I soon realized this was because they did not belong to The Pack. They helped nurse me back to heath and I soon grew strong perhaps stronger than I have ever felt before. I joined their pack which was lead by a female and her mate. I was okay with not being at the top this is because I grew attached to one female. I hope she realizes one day what I wouldn’t give for her to survive. Thanks to the kind faces and the gentleness of this new family I have lost the cruel look in my eyes and have started to rely on them as they have relied on me. I am happy with them and I will always remember the past as to not go back to that life that I once found exhilarating.
I understand that by adopting this creature I take full responsibility for it.I know the preferences didn't say anything about asking permission but i did ask because i wanted to see if i could make him a hyena and here is the quote from Snowballz.