Username of Desirer:
Stripey
Kennel Number:
108 <3 [my lucky number o3o <333]
Use:
Hmmm, where do I start? Look at him <3. A main character, if not fursona. (No, I'm not a boy). He would deffinately have a spot on my character page. If you'd like to see it, click "My Charries" in my signature. I'd love to get a ton of art for him, continue his story, and give him a forever home. I also am writing a story in Real Life and would LOVE to include him in it. He'd be my little warrior <3. He's so simple, yet complex, which I love. He would absolutely NOT collect dust, rott, or be forgotten. Love love looove. People may look at him as simple, but you really must go into depth with the inside of him and his traits. Not just the lineart, but the design attracts my eyes like magnets. This would be a wonderful christmas present for myself, and I would just love to adopt him into my character page, make him a possible fursona (possible), or main character, recieve art, write stories and poems, and create a wonderful..Once Upon a Tiger Life <3
Personality:
Disobidient-
On his own side, not instersted in other people’s rules for him. He'll do it his way, the way he thinks right, even if it's not.
Sneaky-
On missions, you must be absolutely quiet, and sneak around. Even when not on missions, he'll sneak around, and find or do whatever.
Humerous-
Though serious about his work, he always leaves time for a joke. Someone's always there to listen, and he feels comfortable that way.
Brave-
Never letting down his gaurd, and always going in, no matter what. Even if there's a whole army of 3000 and he's just got 500, he'll go it, no difference.
Courageous-
Though he may not know what lied ahead, he’ll keep going.
Bright-
He’s fun and catches on quickly.
Ingenuis-
He’s extremely smart, always coming up with ideas, and wise as well.
Independent-
Not needing anyone, and prefers to be alone, though, does like company at some times.
Stealthy-
Creeping around and not being noticed by anything, thats his descript.
Clever-
Outsmarting everyone and anything and then quickly thinking more.
Adventurous-
Always on the move, seeking a dangerous occupation.
Risky-
Loving that dangerous sensation, risky is what he is.
Helpful When Necessary-
When he needs to, this cat’ll help whoever needs it, whenever.
Greedy-
He wants all he can get, he knows he can get it, so why not?
Unruley-
Always hated rules, and breaks them whenever he wants, like running from his kingdom.
Different Thinking System-
He thinks differently then most animals, most of the time, he’s right.
Self-Centered-
This is his job, and he’s going to do it, he found the gold, so it’s his.
Lovable-
Though he can be negative, everyone loves him, and he’s hard to hate.
Impatient-
Waiting is not an option, he’ll jump in and do it faster, and better.
Witty-
Knowing exactly what to say, and do at all times.
Caring-
He’d never leave a man behind, and though harsh, he cares deep down.
Mischievous-
As a prowly thief, he’s deffinately this word, setting traps, and making jokes.
Aristocratic-
Him being from a royal family, he still has regal blood, and is secretly rich.
Recoursful-
Always prepared, no matter what, and with perfect necessities.
Dishonest-
Keeping what he wants to himself, and lying about identity.
Moody-
He switches moods all the time, in a lightning bolt.
Bashful-
Around women, he becomes jelly, and embarassed.
Tricky-
Messing with people’s minds, setting traps, and getting his way by tricking them.
Regal-
Though he doesnt belong to the royal family no longer, he still acts the part.
Gruff-
No matter which conditions he’s in, he’ll work it out.
Focused-
Once he’s got his mind set on something, he’ll do it, and will do it right.
Deliberate-
He knows what he needs to do, and will do it perfectly.
Mysterious-
Not showing his feelings, and is hard to get to know.
Inscrudible-
Hard to approach and to get to know because of his emotions.
Secretive-
He doesnt say much and is quite mysterious in that way.
Boisterous-
Tells everyone about his latest sucsessful mission, loudly.
Laughable-
Though gruff and mysterious, a good joke will make him roll on his belly laughing.
Comical-
He’s very funny, and can make lots of voices with his one.
Fighter-
He’ll fight for what he believes in, and thats why he joined the war.
Determind-
He’ll get what he wants, no matter what costs.
Dramatic-
When he fails, or doesnt recieve what he wants, he’ll sulk, until he relizes how stupid he looks.
Talented-
He’s smart, handsome, a wonderful figher, stealthy, hunter, and more.
Has Perseverance-
He’ll never give up on what he wants or on someone else.
Non Religious-
He follows his own religion..”Fight Hard and Die Worthy” It's the only one he'll believe in.
Mighty-
Everyone loves him, and looks up to him.
Background/History:
Up ahead I could see that their was a dead end. I gasped for breath like a fish out of water. These guards were fast! Nearing the dead end I colapsed, out of breath and defeated. A feeling of utter failiure washed over me. I turned to look at my captor's stern faces and regretfully started to walk towards them. This routine I knew well after my third attempt at escaping.I had many goals and one of them was to get out of this home that was more like a prison to me then a sanctuary. With head down I trudged back to the palace where my father waited impatiently. I knew what would happen next. My father would lecture me about my role in this family and discracing the Va'eire name. Then I would be ushered off to my chambers with no dinner. That was the only part I minded. In my room I would promptly do the ole' tie the sheets together and climb out the window trick only to have the guards find me and take away my sheets. I was down to my bed frame and a mattress, not something you would expect a prince to have.
As I lay in bed (or what was left of it) thoughts raced through my mind. "why was I chosen to be prince? I hate the palace! I loathe my duties! I especially abhor my father who takes away all my independence. Not to mention my mother and siblings who live up perfectly to the part they should play in our regal family. My family is snotty, inconsiderate and do not respect me and my differences." Well, I don't respect them either...so I suppose it's fair.
After my punishment was at an end (for the moment) I found my courage and decided to finally try to escape for good. I told father that I would go down to market and pick up our order from the butcher and not to wait up. Instead of that plan I snuck off to the kitchen and started poking around for I was famished.
After opening every cubbord in the kitchen and finding nothing that I wanted, my nose finally caught the scent that was overflowing with a smell I knew well: meat. Opening it quickly, I found not meat, but a sleeping monkey dressed in a simple orange silky tunic and some loose purple pants who awoke when he heard my gasp. Smiling gleefully the monkey jumped on my head and started chattering excitedly. "Are you the prince? he asked curiously" "No. I lied with a sly smile." He jumped of my head and beckoned me towards an ice chest. "I know you are the prince. He replied. I have heard of your attempts to escape and want to help you he squealed, trying to contain his excitement." "That's great! I exclaimed" His eyes lit up when he heard my reply. Hopping up and down he waited for me to reach him and the ice box. When I did, he looked around cautiosly and seeing that their was no one around kicked the ice box a few times. I was afraid that he was going to signal my father or the guards, but I was wrong as usual. A small hole appeared in the wall and a musty smell filled the air. I wa about to crawl into the hole, when the monkey stopped me. "Wait! he cried. You're name. I need your name." "Kronos, I replied. What' is your name, friend?" "Rafiki the monkey replied. wherepon he dissappeared into the darkness of the hole.Not knowing what else to do, I joined him, following his example, not knowing what lie ahead for me or my now unprotected future. For awhile Rafiki and I crawled on our bellies in the pitch black of the tunnel. I could fell damp earth and could have sworn my body laid on a slug or a worm once or twice. About 4 miles in, I finally spied a faint light up ahead that grew brighter as we ventured further. At last we arrived and the light was so bright that it blinded me. I crawled out into the brilliant light and found myself at the grand gates of the kingdom of Murr only a short distance from my own. This did not matter though. I was free! My mind raced with the possibilities ahead. I would have stayed their forever thinking, but Rafiki was poking me in the ribs and it was getting on my nerves. I snapped out of my fantasy world and followed my new found friend into the real world.
We traveled for many days and many nights, barely living comfortably and many times surviving on the thrill of adventure. At last we came across two words scratched into a tree. "Trevenue Camp" they read. Not knowing if we were welcome to this strange camp we hesitantly crept in. By this time I was now 17-a year older- and had learned much of the world because of Rafiki and I's expieriances and adventures throughout our journey of China.
we were greeted by a foul smile from an oversized gorilla when we passed the camp threshold. The camp was very simple. Their were derlap tents set up throughout the territory and a big roaring bonfire blazed was honered with the position of the center of camp. The tents were set up in a circle around the bonfire creating a barrier to ward off strangers and protect camp from threats. Stepping up boldly, Kronos confidently asked: "So...you need any new members?" The gorilla laughed and pointed at Rafiki. "What the hell ays tha? A mouse fo' dinna?" Rafiki shuddered awkwardly and gripped at Kronos's strong shoulders seeking protection. "No...Kronos replied. This is my best friend Rafiki." "Some friend ya' got thar" the gorilla replied harshly with a sharp laugh. kronos glared at the gorilla and once again asked his question. "Do you need any new members??!!" Kronos impatiently asked. The gorilla pointed a beefy finger at the largest tent. "I dunno'. Ask the guy in that their tent. She's da head of the group." Kronos rolled his eyes and walked casually over to the tent. He opened the flap partly and called out. "Hello?" His response was a grunt coming from the other end of the tent.
"Um, hiii... my name is Kronos.. I was wondering if you well, had a spot open for another member of your little group." A fce shot around. It was a pretty black panther. She was draped in a emerald green cloak with lace trimmings. "Our little GROUP?" She spat. "Do you even know what this organization does? Foolish child." "No. But I'm willing to learn, and I'm not a child." Replied Kronos bravily. "Very well. I see you have some spirit and persistance in you. I suppose I can tell you. Sit down. It's rude to linger in doorways." She smiled slyly. "In this "little group" as you so charmingly put it, is an army of bandits who steal from the rich and give to the poor or keep for ourselves..." She chuckled softly to herself. "You know the human story of Robin Hood?" She continued. Well, I suppose you could say that we are Robin Hood and his Merry Men, but please do not for it would be an insult to our kind. As a group of bandits we travel simple, light and cautiously. We always have enough to survive but never enough for comfort. We only take those who are not drawn in by the power of regals today and are ready to fight to the death if nesesary for what we believe to be true and just."
Kronos smiled. "I'm just the guy you're looking for." he replied smugly. "As for my friend here, he is my assistent and could be a very useful lookout. Though I suppose if you do not want us we can find work elsewhere for we are always on the move."
The black panther looked at him intently. "I suppose we have room for both you and your little friend here. My name is Sequoia and the gorrilla's name is Ponjo. Welcome to the Trevanue camp. Now get out of my tent, you are stealing my air." Though her remarks were rather rude all Kronos could think about was that he had a purpose besides his regal duties and issues. They were the past and this was his future.
Kronos and Rafiki were shown to their tent by Ponjo and unpacked their few belongings. Settling himsain some already placed pillows, Rafiki yawned loudly and was lolled into a deep sleep. Meanwhile, Kronos began to explore camp and the new area. Packing a small picnic, he set out for a short walk. Later that evening he arrived to loud, boisterous singing and the clashing of drinks for a cheers. He found Rafiki in the middle of it, dancing gleefully. Kronos chuckled. "Oh well."' He thought. Shortly he joined in as well with the festivities. That night they all went to bed, rather late, and rather drunk. The next morning Kronos woke up bright and early, he always did. It was a bit of a...should you say...talent..(?) of his. Never failing to be late, he slipped out of the tent and tiptoed toward the bonfire. Well, what was left of it. The flames had died and the massive limbs that had been used for the heat to feed from has broken down, and were now a clutter of burnt wood and charcoal bits. Kronos sprawled on the dry ground. His whiskers brushed at something, it moved. Startled, and a bit annoyed, Kronos scrambled up and scanned the brush. He squinted his topaz eyes and frowned. Checking around once more he regained to his lazy position.
"Krony Krony Krony Kro! Krony Krony Krony Kro! Krony Kro-" Kronos shook of the annoyance and growled. The chanting stopped immidietly. "Sorry bud. You just MIGHT wanna get up now." "GET UP?" Kronos thought. "I was asleep?" He asked, flabbergasted. "Yah. Bud, you were out like a rock..or should I say...A BOULDER!!!" Rafiki collapsed onto the dirt, his belly up and his laugh loud. Kronos rolled his eyes and padded over to Sakoia's tent. He knocked on the wodden post bwfore entering and a small "come in" responded. Strolling in casually he flashed his teeth. Sakoia turned from her books. "What do you want, toothy?" Kronos closed his mouth quickly. "Being part of this little group..." Sakoia scowled. Kronos smiled slyly. "I deserve to meet the rest of my teammates. When will they meet me?" The panther laughed cruelly. "You deserve nothing. You're just lucky to be here." "Luck is hardly what I'd call it." Kronos spat back. "Oh really! What would you call it, Tooth?" "Just let me know when Socializing Hour'll begin." He shot a look at Koi, and impatiently stalked out.
The rest of the week that conversation drilled into the back of his head. He always went someplace with a frown and many of the members avoided him. Other talked gleefully behind his back, scittering away whenever he neered them. Kronos knew what they were doing, no respect. Normally he would of taught those fools a lesson, but he was feeling to crummy to even lift a paw. That would soon change.
Kronos awoke to Rafiki biting his ear. Normally, he would of swatted him off and growled irritated, but he understood at once something was wrong. He leaped to his feet, and nodded at his friend. Peering outside what he saw was mahem. Gorilla's pounded their chests in rage and Kronos's bandmates bravely fought in the battle. Kronos knew the apes were here for his group's treasures and gold, and well, anything else they could get their greasy hands on. He bent down and motioned Rafiki closer. Kronos unwrapped an object Rafiki hadn't noticed before. It was a book bound in sheepskin. Kronos cautiously handed the book to Rafiki. "I know that they'll raid our tents. Keep this book safe, and hide up in the trees, away from commotion. Dont let your curiousity take hold of you. Goodluck." Rafiki looked wide eyed at the book, and then at his befriended Tiger. He nodded seriously. "Of course Kro. You too." Catching one last glance at his friend before the fight, Kronos slipped out of the tent. '
Warning! Fight scene, graphic.
He plunged into action, full in Destruction mode. He motioned to some other of his team and they went to distract the other gorillas. Kronos knew which one he was going to sabatoge. Sprinting full speed ahead from behind the lazy shouter, he flew into the air, his deathly claws extended and his jaws open. Kronos was ready for impact. He plunged onto the leathery skin and the fight began. Ripping and growling the gorilla screamed in pain, though, could not do anyting but bat at Kronos as he slowly, and dreadfully left. Once the other enemies realized their leader had been killed, they circled around Kronos, ready to attack. Kronos knew this scene. And, he knew what to do. It was more of a joke than an attack, but he decided it'd be good to lighten some spirits. The warriors closed around him, picking up speed. Kronos smiled, and waited. 5 seconds past. Kronos was begining to get impatient, how long did these gorillas TAKE? He stuck out his tongue. "That'll get them goin'" He thought to himself. He was correct. BEfore he knew it the beasts came hurtling at him, and Kronos leaped into the air. The apes came with a full on collission. Kronos just laughed and laughed. The gorillas, defeated, trudged out, not forgetting their loot. Saquoia sprinted after, and soon came back with the treasures slung over her shoulders. The gang clapped.
Instead of joining the festivities, Kronos slunk off to find Rafiki. "That stupid monkey could be anywhere, reading the scorolls." He thought. The more that sentence ran over in his head, the more worried he became. Leaving a note for Saquoia, he packed a couple snacks for the road and headed out. Soon it would grow dark, and we all know what that brings, but a little more than dark was to scare Kronos off. After a couple of hours of running through the blackness, clawing out a deep wallow, Kronos found a comfortable arena and settled down. The hole was still damp from the rain, and it felt good on the tiger's hot body. It was a beautiful cool summer night, and the crickets soothed Kronos to sleep. A deep, melodious purr escaped his jaws. Kronos sat up, bewildered at his outburst. He shook his bulky head and laid back down, determind not to rumble again.
The next morning he woke up to a bouncing on his chest, Kronos had rolled over. He bounded to his feet and growled, but it was cut short for Kro stretched his jaws in a yawn. Rafiki doubled over laughing. "You think you're so fierce!!!!!!!!!!!! AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAAAAA! You-you-" Rafiki tried to jump but Kronos had his giant paw strapped down on the monkey's tail. "Good to see you too." He growled, "Now, where's the book." Rafiki shuddered, "Kro! My man, well, um..." Kronos retracted his claws. "Ahhhhh!" Rafiki cringed in pain. "Here-here's your stupid book!" Kronos grabbed the book with a snarl, and said with clenched teeth, "It's not stupid, you are." The primate clucked his tongue with glee before swooping onto Krono's furry back. "Sooo, good buddy ol' pal...what's in the book?" Kronos put the book down to speak. "You furry fiend, you already read it." Rafiki glanced nervously at Kronos. "Well, ehum, I might of peaked..." "Say you read it!" Enraged Kronos. Rafiki trembled insanley. "I, I, I-" He gulped, "Read the book"
Kronos laughed. "And what did you find?" He managed to say between hollers. Rafiki looked away nervously. "Kro, um, well, I saw.." "SAY IT!!!" Kronos was now on the ground rolling around laughing. Now Rafiki rolled his eyes, but still was shaken. "I saw, well,uh, nothing.." Kronos stopped. "But! BUT! It was like that when I first opened it!" Kronos stared at Rafiki. "When exactly did you open it after I gave it to you?" He asked harshly.
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