[---] Cheetah Eggs v.2.1

[Agent Shark]

Desired cheetah: afra
Writing entry: wip
Link to drawing entry: wip
Answers to Q&A:wip
1. With whom are you planning to breed the cheetah with first/ what results do you think will come from that litter?
2. Would you want your cheetah growable, or leave it as-is, and adopt the adult?
3. Are you thinking renaming or reassigning your cheetah's gender? If so, why?
4. One reason I should give you the cheetah you seek:

wont be able to make my stroy and art in time *sniffs*

[Desmond]

Breeding will be open when it opens. >.>;;

[Lady Masquerade]

I sorta agree with -3B-'s >.>;;. I mean we just got new couples in right? So what's the rush?

[.kestral]

From what I know they have a ton of breedings to do anyway so opening it any time soon would probs overload them!

[Magicly]

So when does the people who win the cheetah get choosen? (just curisous)

[keydemon]

So when does the people who win the cheetah get choosen? (just curisous)

August 4th, it's on the front.

[Sarobando]

OK, I was just wondering. ; . ; It's been closed since I first saw it, I was wondering if it would ever be open, not trying to rush Triple. > . >

[keydemon]

Desired cheetah: Afra.

Writing entry: (<3)

Personality:
Fion is a rather fiery cheetah who won't take 'no' for an answer. She hates to be pitied and thought of as weak. She's often gloomy and regretful. The other cheetahs often judge her because of the color of her coat. Though, when she's with ones that approve of her (Jonah. xD) she can be a playful and cheerful. She loves to make others laugh and her emotions are usually extremes. She has a short temper, probably because of how she's treated by others. Fion will usually resort to violence when she's angered and she's got a sharp toungue to match her temper. Although she has many flaws to get past, once you get to know her, you'll find that she's fun to be around and caring underneath her tough girl exterior.

Introduction:
This story takes place deep in North Africa. The desert borderlines the vast, golden plains where our star cheetah, Fion, resides. This territory is known as the Sunbound Lands, since it's dry and hardly ever rains. Here, a rare pack of cheetahs live. Often, cheetahs are found alone, but this strange group of cheetahs were smart enough to form a group, increasing their survivability. They call themselves the Taiyou Pack, a pack of cheetahs is strange enough, but this pack is unbelievable. They mark their fur with ground up berries and plants to show their collaboration. In the center lies the Mizura watering hole. The cheetahs allow their prey to reproduce and live healthily, letting them survive even stronger. The desert is known as the Gekido Desert, for its wrath swallows every living being who dares set paw or hoof into its dry, tearing sands. Whatever animal goes in, never comes out. This is often where the cheetahs banish their betrayers. Fion's parents are the leaders of the pack. Kami, her father and Hei, her mother. Every cheetah is the typical golden yellow with dark spots... except for Fion. Fion was born colored like the rival pack. The African Wild Dogs. Their pack is known as the Risou Pack, and they often compete with the Taiyou pack over territory. They like to harass the pack and threaten them. There are often fights and skirmishes. It's a horrible rivalry. All of the Taiyou Pack believe that Fion is cursed because of her color, all except Jonah... His eyes and heart have always sparkled for Fion. No one knows this except himself.

Story:
(Starring, Jonah, with Tris's Permission.)

Fion tried to ignore the judgemental stares as she walked by. Her ears were pinned back so far, that it ached. She hated her coloring, all of the other cheetahs thought that she was cursed. Why her? Why did the heavens decide to pick on her? She was also the next in line to take leadership. Would any of these cheetahs listen to her or obey her when her parents passed away? The "Risou Cheetah" as she heard. Her heart ached and felt like it was steadily being ripped in half. She was only a year old now and already she was feeling the pain of adult loss. Not loss from losing someone close to you, but loss from her identity. No one truly knew her except her parents. Finally, the feeling of heated stares left her pelt as she reached her parents, sitting side by side. As always, their eyes were filled with what she hated most, pity. She hated being pitied, she felt that it was a feeling that only those who are weak should be exposed to. Now, she didn't even feel like asking, rage burned inside of her heart. Simply giving them a quick look as she trotted by, Fion began to run further out into the plains. Alone. Her stomach growled at her, seeming to echo her anger. Her claws dug into the dry ground as she ran steadily, not over-exerting herself. A wake of dust was left behind her. Finally, her nose twitched at the smell of dampness. She was nearing the watering hole. Normally, the Taiyou Pack claimed it was cruel to kill animals as they were drinking, but Fion didn't care. Why should the lowly prey be treated well? She was already beginning to feel a bit weak from hunger and the run out here, but that wasn't going to stop her. Slowing to a walk, she crouched down and began to pull herself through the dry grass, inch-by-inch. Soon, her target came into sight. A herd of gazelles were drinking from the glittering, cool water. Too bad you're going to die, little gazelle. Fion thought as she picked out her target. Licking her lips in anticipation, she waggled her haunches, only to have the grass brush together. Her heart plummeted in dismay as the gazelles' sensitive ears picked up on the tiny rustle. Her heart quickly flared up with anger again as she streaked after the gazelles. Why me? She screamed in her head as her paws carried her like a wild fire through a dry forest. She wasn't quick enough, the herd quickly dispersed and she let herself fall to the ground, panting. Her throat burned from the dryness and her stomach ached painfully from hunger. Lungs working fast and grudgingly, her heart rate slowly decreased and she recovered. Unsuccessful hunts often left cheetahs vunerable, so she knew she had to get back to the Pack, and fast. Pushing herself to her paws, she found that her legs instantly felt like jelly underneath of her. Oh great... Fion sighed in her head as she began to trek slowly back to the Sunbound Lands. She had quicky begun to notice the scent of wild dog wafting around her. She had unknowingly ran into the Risou Pack's territory. This was bad news. She was drained and by the smell of it, pretty far into the Risou territory. Gritting her teeth, Fion struggled to move herself faster to no avail. She couldn't even smell the dampness of the water hole. Was she lost? Suddenly, the dreaded scent hit her and hit her strong. The smell of African Wild Dogs from the Risou Pack. Not now! She groaned inwardly. Giving in, Fion halted, her ears pinned back and her body lowered to the ground submissively. Normally, she would fight these stupid hounds, but she had no one to back her up and she was tired and hungry. In no condition to fight. The beasts came into view, cackling and growling, saliva dripping from their snapping jaws. Quickly, Fion counted, there were eight of them. They looked skinny and their pelts dull, a hint of madness in their eyes. Apparently they were having trouble catching prey.
"Look! It's the Risou Cheetah!" One of them barked teasingly.
"Maybe she'll join our pack." Growled another.
"Or we could just eat her!" Another snarled cruelly, "Look how she's standing and breathing, she's weak." Immediately, Fion's heart flared up with anger, the terrifying emotion bubbling like lava in her chest. She hated being called weak even more than being pitied.
"Shut up!" she snapped, raising herself into an attacking position. Her fur bristled and her long tail thrashed furiously.
"Oooh, she's got some spunk!" The Risous were quickly drawing in, forming a circle around her. Fion hadn't encountered the Risou Pack much, only once or twice in the past over silly border or prey skirmishes.
"What do you want?" Fion hissed as they closed in, she could feel their body heat radiating off of them from excitement already.
"That should be our question." The patrol leader barked angrily, "You cheetahs' ignorance never ceases to amaze me. What are you doing in our territory?" he snarled. Fion's mind searched for an appropriate answer, some kind of excuse to get out of this situation. Though, no matter how hard she thought, she couldn't think of something that they would believe. Finally, she settled on the truth.
"I was chasing a gazelle and accidentally ran into your territory." she breathed, looking the patrol leader in the eye. "I'll leave quietly I just need to know how to get out." Fion's heart was pounding in her ears and her legs shook, wanting to sprint away, but she refused to show weakness or back down.
"Stealing prey!" One of the dogs exclaimed accusingly. "We should kill her."
"Shut up." the leader growled, pinning his ears back. "You'll leave quietly?" he laughed, "You're going to be lucky to make it out of this alive!" he howled, then lunged at Fion. Fion leaped back, the dog's vicious teeth barely missing her throat. "Kill her!" the leader yelled and the dog behind Fion clamped onto her tail. She let out a snarl of pain and lashed out at the nearest dog, catching it in the eye. It howled pitifully and backed up.
"My eye!" it snarled, "She's blinded me in one of my eyes!" Instantly, Fion felt teeth meet her pelt. Two more sets of teeth stingingly met her tail. Blood spattered everywhere as the dogs tore at her shoulders and flanks. She knew they were just playing with her, or she would be dead by now. Pathetically, she swiped at the dogs and attempted to bite into their pretty little pelts. Though it was all in vain, most of her attacks missed and she was quickly losing strength. Soon, her will to fight would be gone. The patrol leader grabbed her scruff and the others backed off except the three holding onto her tail.
"Do it now!" He growled through her scruff. She was paralyzed, unable to struggle against the dogs' teeth. Gradually, she felt the dogs' teeth clamping down tighter and tighter on her tail. She wanted to scream in pain, but her jaw hung loosely from her mouth and her eyes had a distant, cloudy look. Her energy was running on empty and the throbbing pain from her bleeding wounds numbed her mind. A sickening crrrunch was heard and flung in front of her was her tail. The world seemed to reel and her stomach lurched in disgust and disbelief. The patrol leader flung her and she tumbled across the dusty ground, with no will to even brace herself anymore. She lay there, shivering uncontrolably, dust clogging her wounds. She watched as the patrol began to walk towards her again. So this is how it ends... she thought, I guess I was cursed... Never meant to live. A few tears slowly slid down her cheeks, mixing with the blood. Her body pulsed painfully, trying to fix up the wounds these dogs had inflicted upon her, but it was no use. Too much blood had been spilled. Her vision blurred from tears and blood loss, she could hardly feel her body anymore. Perhaps it was her soul leaving her. The dogs were only a few feet away at this point, she squeezed her eyes shut, anticipating the feeling of snapping jaws crushing her throat. Though, the feeling never came, a great snarl was heard and a yelp. Fion's eyes snapped open to see a feline body in front of her, its fur bristling defensively.
"Are you okay?" Fion's heart skipped a beat, she knew that voice.
"Jonah?! What are you doing here?" Fion gasped.
"Saving you." Jonah answered, a bit teasingly.
"Get out of here, Jonah! You're going to be killed!" Fion screamed, her ears pinned back and her eyes lighting up with fear and anger.
"No, Fion, I won't leave you." Jonah growled, then sprang forward, straight onto one of the dogs. Fion watched in dismay as Jonah fought the dogs. He was strong, but no match for the eight dogs. He snarled and swiped at the dogs, catching them in his sharp claws. Although, he only managed to take down two before he was left panting and barely standing on his feet. Fion felt her heart plummet into her stomach and her claws dug into the ground angrily. She couldn't do anything to help.
"Pathetic cheetahs!" the patrol leader howled, taking a running start and headbutting Jonah in the flank.
"Gah!" Jonah gasped as he flew back and fell, tumbling onto the ground. His eyes were closed, his pelt drenched in blood and sweat, his flanks rose quickly as he gasped for breath. Fion's eyes widened as she watched the blood slide off of him steadily.
"Jonah!" she cried, her throat tightening. One of the dogs strolled up to him casually and kicked his head, laughing. "You leave him alone..." Fion growled, her blood beginning to boil and a strange power and rage she had never felt rising in her chest. Adrenaline and this strange, terrifying energy began to flow through her, allowing her to push herself to her paws. "Or..." the dogs turned, their eyes widening in horror and fear as they saw what was happening to Fion. Her whole body was shuddering, she could feel her muscles tightening and bulging. Her fangs and claws grew, her woulds beginnig to hiss and close themselves up. Fion snapped her head up and glared at the pack of dogs, her eyes glowing a strange golden color, even though they were normally green. "I'll kill you." she snarled, a figure appearing behind her. It loomed above her, the head of a maddened Anubis, the spirit of the desert.
"What is she?!" one of the dogs yelped, backing away.
"It's too late to run!" Fion roared, pelting forward. Her claws met the skin of the dogs, sending blood flying in all directions. Her teeth buried themselves satisfyingly into their pelts. She tasted the sweet taste of... revenge. Fion couldn't stop herself, it was like there was something possesing her causing her to fly into a wild fury. She ripped the at the dogs, eventually killing them all. She stood in the middle of all of the bodies, head bowed, panting heavily. Her features reduced into her familiar form, except for her tail, which lay with the bodies. Fion's mind finally returned and she realized what she had done. For some reason, she wasn't proud of it, or even satisfied anymore. Shivering, tears began to roll down her cheeks, this time, mixing with the blood of the dogs. "I-I am cursed... I'm a... I'm a monster..." she sobbed. Suddenly, she felt something lay across her shoulders. She whipped her head up to see Jonah had laid his tail across her shoulders, a worried look plastered on his face. "Did you see that...?" Fion whispered worriedly. Jonah slowly nodded, looking extremely beaten. Fion gulped painfully, she wanted to lean against Jonah and cry, but she knew he was on his last legs. Fion walked up and pressed her body against his, allowing him to lean on her. They gradually began to make their way back to the pack.
"I don't think you're a monster, Fion..." Jonah whispered. Fion just shook her head slowly, too astonished and broken to say a word. Jonah's brows furrowed sadly, continuing to limp next to Fion in silence. Finally, they reached the Taiyou Pack and were rushed by everyone. Jonah was taken to be treated, but the members of the Pack quickly noticed that Fion wasn't drenched in her own blood, but in dog blood. Her eyes had a haunted and angered look in them. She whipped around and glared at her parents.
"Why didn't you tell me?!" she cried. "I'm not a cheetah at all, I'm a monster!"
"Fion..." Hei began, taking a step towards her daughter.
"Don't get near me!" Fion snarled, backing up a step. "Tell me what's going on!" she demanded harshly, tears starting to sting at her eyes again.
"Dear..." Hei sighed, sitting down, "It was wrong of us to hide this from you.. but you're not out daughter." The ground beneath Fion's paws seemed to disappear, her jaw dropping slightly and her eyes widening in horror. Swallowing, she managed to squeak,
"What...?"
"Fion." Kami spoke up, "We should have told you sooner, but we found you orphaned. Your mother and I were on a patrol and we found you on the other side of our border with the desert as a cub. Apparently, you have some of the desert spirit's energy in you. It's safe to believe that you're partly a spirit, or at least have some spiritual, godly energy in you. We just took you in." The gathering tears in Fion's eyes spilled over and she began to cry harshly.
"I'm not a Taiyou?" she whimpered, sitting back and rubbing the tears from her eyes.
"You are, you're a valued Taiyou." Hei began, approaching Fion again.
"No!" Fion growled, jumping to her paws, "I'm returning to the desert where I came from! I'm a menace, you should have seen what I did!" With that, Fion whirled around and sprinted off through the Pack. I knew it, I knew it! Fion screamed in her head as she continued to run. Finally, she skidded to a halt in front of the border, looking into the swirling sands of the desert. Huffing, she sat down and began to groom the dog blood and dust from her pelt. When she finished, she sighed heavily and lay down. She let her thoughts drift, not quite ready to leave her life behind to probably go die in the desert. Whoever went in there never returned... right? Shaking those thoughts away, she let her mind drift to the past. She couldn't remember anything from when she was young. The oldest memory she had was with... Jonah... He had always been by her side. He was the only cheetah besides her parents who didn't look at her like she was a demon. He never judged her and he'd always taken care of her and talked with her. Jonah was the only thing she would miss. Well, that wasn't true, but she would miss Jonah the most. Her heart swelled at her oldest memory, she was only a month old and Jonah was only about a week older than her. He was helping her with her hunting techniques. Jonah was with her through thick and thin, not once did he mention her coloring, even though he had the perfect cheetah coat himself. Shakily, Fion raised one of her paw, seeing it was still coated in dog blood. A tear dripped down from her cheek and onto her paw, clearing a small path of cleanliness through the blood. Fion threw her paw down and scraped it along the grass, squeezing her eyes shut as she did. It's time. She thought as she raised herself to her paws again. No looking back. Fion took a few steps forward only to have the raging sandstorm rip against her exposed, fleshy nose. Wincing, she backed up and sighed, pawing angrily at the ground. Was it the sandstorm, or the regrets holding her back? She didn't care, she began to leap forward, screwing her eyes up against the sand. Though, she had barely gotten a few leaps in before something tackled her, grabbing her by the scruff.
"Argh! Let me go!" she snarled, thinking that it was her mother or father. Whoever it was, flung her into the grass and pinned her down by the arms. "Stop it! I-" Fion cut off as she realized it was Jonah. "Jonah...?" The cheetah's eyes were filled with tears and only half of his wounds were treated. A drop of his blood dripped onto Fion's cheek. Jonah backed up off of her and sat down, looking defeated and sad. Fion pushed herself into a sitting position, staring at Jonah with a perplexed look plastered onto her face. "Jonah... Why..?" Fion asked softly, her heart beginning to pound.
"Fion... Don't leave us. None of us think you're a monster. We don't want you to go... Come back to us... please..." Jonah's voice became tight and a stream of tears began to form on his cheeks. She could see his whole body was tense and he was steadily looking down at his paws. Though, he looked up with his sad, green eyes that seemed to be a perfect reflection of her own. "Come back to... me..." he begged. Fion let out a soft gasp, feeling her heart swell.
"Jonah..."
"Fion... I've always loved you. I think you're beautiful, exotic and fun to be around. You always make me laugh... And if you go..." He let out a quiet sob, "I don't know what I'd do..." Fion couldn't take it, her heart felt like it was going to burst from happiness. She jumped forward, shoving her head under his chin and purring.
"Jonah..." Was all she could say. He seemed taken aback, but quickly wrapped his tail around her.
"You're not a curse Fion, you're a blessing." he whispered.

D'AWW, The End.

Link to drawing entry:
(Sorry, it fails and it's not colored. D:)
Click, if you dare.

Answers to Q&A:

1. Hullo Jonah, you're super adorable. <3 Jonah needs love in my opinion because he's awesome. I think that "Afra" and Jonah would make beautiful little natural looking cubs. I've always liked spots, so I expect some awesome spotted/splotchy designs that combine two awesome African animals. (Cheetah and Wild Dog.) Plus, they both have green eyes, it's like they're soul mates. x3 Jonah x Fion = Much Love.

2. Adult, because I like seeing the design come out and I already know "Afra"'s design. ^^;;

3. I want to rename her, but I'll keep her gender the same. I'd like to rename her Fion, which is a play off of Fiáin (Fee-On), which means "Wild" in Irish, referring to her story and African Wild Dog pattern. Why? Because... xD I like more exotic names that have some meaning behind them.

4. I feel that I would take good care of Fion. I love to scroll over my character page and just look at my cheetahs. As you know, I write about them, (Teka & Sake) and occasionally draw them. (Though, I admit the drawings are never any good.) I love CE and I feel that I could give Fion and splendid home. <3

[EnochianGhost]

Username: ~AnimalAddict~
Inspiration: The movie "Up"
Adopt as an egg or adult?: egg, please
Memorandum

[Bunneh<3]

OK, I was just wondering. ; . ; It's been closed since I first saw it, I was wondering if it would ever be open, not trying to rush Triple. > . >

you need to wait. adoptions has been opened before just recently; therefore, it won't be open again until for a week or two.