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{ A Volcara is a large wild cat that lives in forests and near active volcanos. These large cats are impervious to heat, so they can sometimes even swim around in the molten lava. They eat deer, smaller mammals and birds. Some are incredibly intelligent and have formed the beginnings of civilization, deep in the forests where they will never be found.
Volcaras have a large lifespan and sometimes live to be hundreds of years old, but the average lifespan is 200.
They have large fissures of gas and "aura" emanating from the center of their back, right between the shoulder blades. They can increase and decrease the amount of smoke they let out. Sometimes wise Volcaras send out a large plume of smoke and confuse their prey.
Volcaras are very social animals and stay with their group, with few exceptions. When they do leave, it normally is because they want to start a new tribe, or they are becoming overcrowded. }
Volcaras name?:
Hey, the name's Winchester. Why yes, yes I am Supernatural obsessed...
Gender:
Im a male, are you blind?!
Personality traits?:
Winchester has very low tolerance for demons. He is smart, aggressive, deadly and strong. He knows how to do just about anything you could think of to a demon. He isn't a Volcara who belongs to a tribe, but he isn't a loner either. Winchester is a drifter, traveling from tribe to tribe, looking and asking around if anyone has seen anything suspicious. He is very clever, and most Volcaras don't even know his real name.
Backstory? (optional):
My history? My backstory? Why should I tell you? Will it benefit me in any way? Probably not. But you know what, I'm going to tell you anyway, out of the goodness of my heart... Ill tell it like a story. Seem fair? Okay, here we go...
Flames leapt at the sky, crackling and snapping. The entrance of my den, it was blocked by a fallen tree, and that fallen tree was flaming. "Somebody help me!" I screeched, over and over again, the flames nipping at my pelt. Suddenly a huge black paw was clawing at the flaming log, amazingly shredding it. It was amazing, and how it happened still confused me. A white female with black legs stepped in, her eyes solid black. She was possessed, by a demon. "Hello Winchester, it's been a while," She snarled, baring her fangs at me. "Meg, please, I know there's a sweet girl in there, under that demon..." I pleased. She made a terrifying laugh, stepping closer, "No. You tried to kill me. But now it's my turn. I've got you trapped, boy," She grinned. I cocked my head, "No. I've got you trapped," He glanced up to the roof of his den, where he had drawn a devil's trap with a charred stick. "Y-you won't kill me! You don't have the guts!" She hissed. I grinned this time. "No, but I can save the innocent girl your possessing," I glared at her, then I began; "Exorizisamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio inferniis adversarii, omnis iegio, omnis congregato et secta diabolica. Ergo, draco maiedicte. Ecciesiam tuan secri tibi facias ilbertate sevire, te rogamus, adios, b****!" The female let out a pained roar, tilting back her head and opening her mouth. Black smoke flew out of her mouth. The raging fire outside stopped dead, sizzling instantly away as the female valcora dropped to the ground. That wasn't my first exorcism, nor my last. After that, I detecated my life to finding these demons and killing them. I notice you looking at my cloudy eye... Well... Azazel did that to me before I killed him. I'm partially blind now.
There, was that good enough? I'm not going any farther back than that day, no way. So, be happy with what you got.


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