[Mythic]

{ 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. }

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PLEASE NO "RESERVATIONS". Most of the time people forget about them. If you want to win this Volcara just fill out the form with the bare essentials and fix it later by editing.

[Schainukan]

Volcaras name?: Zeiron
Gender: Male | Tom
Personality traits?: Zeiron is a very silent Volcara, not talkative at all. He will only talk to someone if he really needs to. He appears cold and he is, yet deep within, there is a soft spot in his core. Due to is horrible past, the male does not trust easily and tries his best to keep others away, not letting them too close and having plenty of distance between him and them. Zeiron is calm and a thinker, but more often there are always the times his heavy and short temper takes the best of him and acts up in a rush. In those times, rage is the only thing he knows, provoked easily and hatred flaring in burning flames. It hard to calm him down again once he reached that stage and more than not this volcara will yell at you or snap back. He truly isn't an easy boy by all means, but once known and successfully managed to gain his trust, a faithful and loyal friend until death.
Backstory? (optional):
This is something he doesn't want to talk about, yet alone think about. It will take a lot of work to get him to only spit out a few words or even a couple sentences about it, as it's something he doesn't want to remember and forced it out of his mind. Yet, a dark past he gets reminded of everytime he sees his missing right eye in the reflection of a water's surface. It's easy to explain:
His mother died by birth, leaving her mate alone with a cub he had to look after. He couldn't manage to get over his lost of his love and forced the fault of her death all upon the poor little tomkit that couldn't do anything about it. Zeiron survived through his hard cubhood with a father rejecting him, not caring about him much nor only sharing a word with him without it being an order. Everytime he spoke up, he got yelled, at if not scratched. Those worsen during his teenager time. The volcara was a loner, none wanted to interact with him, every attempt, even if rare, failed. No one wanted something to do with a younster with a dead mother and even an own father rejecting it. Zeiron didn't want this to go on any longer, he didn't accept it. It wasn't his fault. The tom wanted respect and acceptance by his father, but it never worked out. In fact only caused to anger him enough to getting his right eye clawed out and being chased off into foreign grounds. Being alone once more and having to start everything up on his own again, Zeiron lost faith into the volcara kind. Since this time, he has always been alone.

[yanafoo]

Volcaras name?: Leo
Gender: Male
Personality traits?: Sly and mischievous. Trouble maker but always a mummy's boy
Backstory? (optional):

[Krycifer]

Volcaras name?: 火山狮子
Huǒshān shīzi(Chinese for volcanic lion.)
Gender: Huo is a Tom.
Personality traits?: Huo is a very independent Volcara. He refuses to hunt with anyone, live with anyone, and rarely socialize with anyone. He likes being on his own where he can open up his mind and think. He likes to think through everything with logic and come up with random solutions to anything. As you'd assume with this, Huo is very clever and is easily able to outrun and confuse his enemies who pursue after him. It makes it a bit easier since he lives around active volcanoes, of which he is able to easily hide his tracks when mixed with lava or smoke. He is usually a pretty quiet Volcara, but there are times when he can get himself completely worked up, and will 'howl' or 'roar' his lungs out, expelling smoke. Huo prefers the dark over light, so often you'll see him burrowing under a burnt down tree, or entering volcanoes that are vacant. He doesn't like traveling very much, and he usually sticks around one specific area. But there are times when the climate can durastically change, so he is forced to move elsewhere. However, he does honestly find it nice to get a different sight every once in a while. Because of his past, he has the mind of a wise old owl. It wasn't particularly amazing, but it did have its perks that helped make Huo who he is today. Just because he doesn't like interacting with anyone doesn't mean he isn't willing to give advice, or just a few wise words to help make someone's day. He tries to remain calm in most situations, but sometimes something could set him off, which could lead to, oh, I don't know, an entire forest burning to the ground. Somewhere in his heart is a flaring rage that he was simply born with. It isn't his past that did this, it was simply what he was born with.
Backstory? (optional): Huo was born in a large family. He was a bit bigger than an average size Volcara, but that didn't matter. He had older siblings that were larger, some smaller. There was no specific size genetic in his family. He was also middle aged. Not youngest, not oldest. Just middle aged. But for some reason, his siblings would always pick on him, and he could never figure out why, and to this day he doesn't know. His siblings never really teased anyone else, it was pretty much only him. Well, at around the age of fourty, he decided he wanted to leave since he was so sick of his family. He found himself to be sort of an introvert, which didn't mix well with his large family. Well, when Huo brought it up with his father, lot's of yelling began. His father demanded he stay with the family so they had more able bodies to fight and to hunt- that set him off. Huo usually kept to himself, even with food, and he'd sneak food for himself on hunting trips. Well, smoke flared out of Huo's nostrils, and he leapt claws first at his dad. A fight emerged. Fur was flying, blood was splattering. He found himself with a few of his siblings on top of him, raking at his fur. The gas and aura from his back began to increase in size, blurring everyone's vision, which was the time he found an escape. Right before his father was about to crush his ribs, he pushed himself up to his feet, then began running through the smoke. Huo heard yelping and roaring behind him as everyone was trying to find him. But their luck was gone. As the loud noises of his family began to settle down, Huo knew that he was about to set off on an independent journey.


I'm really sorry this is so messy and unshaded and colors are scattered. I won't be able to get on the computer anymore from tomorrow/tonight for another week, so I had to scurry through it. It's better than nothing though. I'll get a simple sketch in next.


Now here is the sketch. Once again, you have my sincerest apologies, but I am unable to access a computer anymore in a few minutes for a week just because and so yus this is all I can do. As I said, better than nothing.

[Mythic]

Volcaras name?: 火山狮子
Huǒshān shīzi(Chinese for volcanic lion.)
Gender: Huo is a Tom.
Personality traits?: Huo is a very independent Volcara. He refuses to hunt with anyone, live with anyone, and rarely socialize with anyone. He likes being on his own where he can open up his mind and think. He likes to think through everything with logic and come up with random solutions to anything. As you'd assume with this, Huo is very clever and is easily able to outrun and confuse his enemies who pursue after him. It makes it a bit easier since he lives around active volcanoes, of which he is able to easily hide his tracks when mixed with lava or smoke. He is usually a pretty quiet Volcara, but there are times when he can get himself completely worked up, and will 'howl' or 'roar' his lungs out, expelling smoke. Huo prefers the dark over light, so often you'll see him burrowing under a burnt down tree, or entering volcanoes that are vacant. He doesn't like traveling very much, and he usually sticks around one specific area. But there are times when the climate can durastically change, so he is forced to move elsewhere. However, he does honestly find it nice to get a different sight every once in a while. Because of his past, he has the mind of a wise old owl. It wasn't particularly amazing, but it did have its perks that helped make Huo who he is today. Just because he doesn't like interacting with anyone doesn't mean he isn't willing to give advice, or just a few wise words to help make someone's day. He tries to remain calm in most situations, but sometimes something could set him off, which could lead to, oh, I don't know, an entire forest burning to the ground. Somewhere in his heart is a flaring rage that he was simply born with. It isn't his past that did this, it was simply what he was born with.
Backstory? (optional): Huo was born in a large family. He was a bit bigger than an average size Volcara, but that didn't matter. He had older siblings that were larger, some smaller. There was no specific size genetic in his family. He was also middle aged. Not youngest, not oldest. Just middle aged. But for some reason, his siblings would always pick on him, and he could never figure out why, and to this day he doesn't know. His siblings never really teased anyone else, it was pretty much only him. Well, at around the age of fourty, he decided he wanted to leave since he was so sick of his family. He found himself to be sort of an introvert, which didn't mix well with his large family. Well, when Huo brought it up with his father, lot's of yelling began. His father demanded he stay with the family so they had more able bodies to fight and to hunt- that set him off. Huo usually kept to himself, even with food, and he'd sneak food for himself on hunting trips. Well, smoke flared out of Huo's nostrils, and he leapt claws first at his dad. A fight emerged. Fur was flying, blood was splattering. He found himself with a few of his siblings on top of him, raking at his fur. The gas and aura from his back began to increase in size, blurring everyone's vision, which was the time he found an escape. Right before his father was about to crush his ribs, he pushed himself up to his feet, then began running through the smoke. Huo heard yelping and roaring behind him as everyone was trying to find him. But their luck was gone. As the loud noises of his family began to settle down, Huo knew that he was about to set off on an independent journey.


I'm really sorry this is so messy and unshaded and colors are scattered. I won't be able to get on the computer anymore from tomorrow/tonight for another week, so I had to scurry through it. It's better than nothing though. I'll get a simple sketch in next.


Now here is the sketch. Once again, you have my sincerest apologies, but I am unable to access a computer anymore in a few minutes for a week just because and so yus this is all I can do. As I said, better than nothing.

Congrats! You won Huo, take good care of him!