by Dead account 01 » Sat Jun 27, 2015 4:27 pm
"This isn't the life I chose or wanted to live . . . "
[ U S E R N A M E ]
Shattered Soul

[ C U B - C H O S E N ]
The Orange Cub
[ N A M E ]
Urthel
A Noldorin name meaning Fiery Will
ur - fire
thel - will, intention
[ G E N D E R ]
Female
[ A G E ]
190 Years
[ E L E M E N T ]
Fire
Urthel's use of her element ranges from skillfully controlled to chaotic destruction. Surprisingly, she is often more calculated in her element when she has lost control.
[ R A N K - D E S I R E D ]
Cub
[ P E R S O N A L I T Y ]
Aloof & Independent
Urthel is often seen as distant and unattached to many in her life. She isn't antisocial, she just chooses to associate with very few. She does enjoy spending time with others, but may seem detached. Urthel often comes of as arrogant to those who do not know her because of this.
Strong & Aggressive
Urthel have a great deal of irritability in her and is often quite hostile. She is not one to hesitate in resorting to violence. She is very defensive and has a quick temper. It is one of her biggest faults, but does don't really strive to work past it - at least she hasn't found a reason to yet.
Relentless & Ambitious
'Give up' is not a phrase that Urthel knows or cares to acknowledge. Failure is not an option for there is always a way to get what she wants. She has plans for herself - goals that she nearly always see through. She tries not to rely on others to get what she wants. She knows her own abilities and how to use them well.
Charming & Libertine
Urthel, almost strangely, can be very endearing and entertaining when she is in the best of moods. Although her game is harmless and meant in jest, she does find joy in toying with the opposite sex. This doesn't mean that she doesn't respect males, they are equals.
Candid & Ethical
Remarkably, Urthel has morals and they guide her life. She is honest, and strives to do what she considers to be the right thing.
Insensitive & Rash
Urthel's honest nature can lead to trouble because her tongue is as sharp as her claws. Her words are often used without care of those who she speaks with. She thinks lies are pointless and will speak her mind.
Sympathetic
Urthel is plagued by the suffering of others. She will do what she can to help, and find injustice deeply troubling. She will not hesitate to stand up for others, especially when they lack a voice of their own.
Jealous & Possessive
Urthel is overprotective of what she claims is hers - especially lovers. She will not tolerate anyone treating them unfairly. She does not view their fraternization with others highly, especially those she views as lovers. She has a hard time letting go, and will lose control if they leave her. She will do whatever she has to do to get them back.
Romantic
Urthel believes in love, and it make her rather choosy about his connections. She is passionate and tender. When she loves, it is with her whole heart - it scares her.
Austere
After losing her family and being taken in by the pride, Urthel has become rather cold and unfeeling. He believes he is a much to blame for their death as the Civil War is. She views herself to be a poison to those she cars for. She tries only to communicate with others when she really needs to. Instead of facing her grief, she puts all her effort into honing her element and growing in the ranks.
[ H I S T O R Y ]Sired by a simple Pride Member and birthed by a rebellious warrior; a union that could of held much promise, produced three cubs. Two were weak males that lived for only days before they where culled by nature, the other a strong female that refused to give in to death like her brothers had. The female was dubbed Urthel.
Urthel grew with the knowledge that times were changing and that she could be a grand part of it - knowledge fed to her by her mother who began to take part in the regime that plotted Civil War. This knowledge weighed heavy on her shoulders, but she wore it with pride. She grew to become thankful to the Civil War, for without it her existence appeared bleak.
Urthel became devoted to her mother - and her mother to her, especially after her father died doing battle with lions allied with the Alpha. This event caused Urthel's mother to being training Urthel, and grew more critical of her cub.
Losing her father and no longer being the light in her mother's eye plunged Urthel into a hateful period. It resulted in her acting out; she became aggressive towards others - including her mother. She began to doubt the Civil War and began to live on her own.
It took years for her to find normalcy, but by then it was to late.
It was then that her mother died - executed by the loyalists - leaving her an orphan and a prisoner of war.
Arcturus was to be her jailer.
" . . . but I have no choice but to live it."
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"I care about your life, so much so that I wait here for you to tell me all about your day. I'm sorry that I was just to much for you to care about mine."
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by voittoisa » Sat Jun 27, 2015 4:38 pm
Username: Asexual Iceland
Cub chosen: Earth cub
Name:
Gender: male
Age:
Element: vague idea atm, but when having a tantrum, stops on the ground and can cause earthquakes/cracks in the earth??
Rank Desired: Cub (may be changed once they grow)
Personality:
History or Short Story:
Art:
wip for sure
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by siennacereal » Sat Jun 27, 2015 4:42 pm
Username: .TheWinterSoldier.
Cub chosen: Fire Cub
Name: Aiden, which is a celtic name that means fire.
Gender: male
Age: 183
Element: Likes to make his fire different colors, usually to show off to girl cubs he fancies.
Rank Desired: Cub
Personality:
History or Short Story:
Art:
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by gecko » Sat Jun 27, 2015 4:46 pm
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Earth would be nothing without life.
Username:
Ang3l In Wond3rland.
Cub chosen:
Green cub - Earth.
I was so alone, until you showed me the light.
Name:
Vernson. Nicknamed Vern.
Gender:
Male.
Age:
139 years.
Element:
Earth.
Rank Desired:
Cub.
Personality:
Vernson has always been a quiet cub, even before his parents were killed in battle. He
loves listening to stories and words of knowledge from other lions, especially from those
he doesn't know very well. He may be silent and calm on the outside, but inside of his
mind are countless encounters with others, words of stories brewing through his young
mind as he remembers them with glowing eyes. Since his parents were killed, the cub
became even quieter, only murmuring a few words here and there to other lions other
than Celestine. He absolutely adores her, and follows after her with a cheerful admiration
for what she does. Vernson often sits outside their den, barely straying far from her,
watching the life of others around them in silence as he takes in knowledge of the world
around him. One of his favorite things to do is help Celestine heal others by growing the
herbs she needs to soothe others, as she would much rather do that than simply exhaust
her gifts as a healer on simple things such as sore throats.

We make a funny family, you and I.
History or Short Story: When Vernson was only a few years old, his parents were killed in battle. The cub had been orphaned, and had scrounged around the pride looking for food and shelter, but without a family to be around. After quite some time had passed, the little cub was beginning to feel quite depressed and lonely, especially at the loss of his family. He found himself spending time with a particular healer element lioness, by the name of Celestine, and eventually started sharing meals and densites with her. The little cub felt comfort in her life abilities, as they were fairly similar to his powers over earth. Soon he was helping her to treat injured lions by finding and growing large stocks of herbs for her, and the two became inseparable. Celestine has taken responsibility for Vernson, and he has accepted her as his mother/big sister. Art: 

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by kaotically » Sun Jun 28, 2015 2:42 pm
Username: Shadowblaze5
Cub chosen: Water
Name: Kiera
Gender: Female
Age: Cub
Element: Kiera can manipulate water and make it take different shapes and forms, she can calm down rushing currents and can also make tsunamis occur when in battle against large armies. She enjoys sitting on the beach because that's where she is most at one with her element (feel free to elaborate what they can do with their element)
Rank Desired: Cub (may be changed once they grow)
Personality: Kiera is short tempered and brave.She is never afraid to speak her mind even if it gets her into trouble. Kiera is the most loyal friend anyone could have and is not scared to challenge beings who are threatening her family or friends. She's a big trouble maker and often gets into big trouble.
History or Short Story: When Kiera was very young she and her older sister decided that they were going to visit the lake where all LOC ancestors rest. They managed to sneak away from their mother and made it all the way to the lake when Kiera's sister fell. Just as she was about to hit the surface of the lake their father ran over and grabbed her. After getting a long lecture about never to leave her mother again and how they were lucky he followed them she was finally allowed to go back to her mother. Kiera then swore to her self that she was never going anywhere again but she soon forgot about that promise and was back to causing trouble.
Art: WIP
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by abandoned-account123 » Wed Jul 01, 2015 6:18 am
the sun don't shine as bright as you
username ; i am obviously a cat
chosen cub ; earth
name ; may
gender ; female
age ; around 125 years
element ;
earth
can make things grow, usually uses power to entertain younger cubs
rank desired ; cub
personality ;
may is very protective and motherly. she spends
her time with younger cubs, playing with them and
showing them her power. she doesn't seem like a fighter,
but she will fight if you threaten her. but most of the time,
may is sweet and kind.
history ;
while the battle was raging on
outside, the green sat in her den shivering in fear, hearing the screams of the wounded,
and the battle crys; little did she know her life would change so rapidly. when a enemy warrior
snuck into the den, she was frozen with fear. he snarled wickedly and got in a position to
pounce upon the poor cub: but with no avail. at that moment, a lion burst through, knocking
the other off his feet. poor may backed away, but into a lioness, elsinore. "let's go," she muttered,
picking up may and padding quietly out of den while the two warriors kept fighting for their lives. "w-will they be.. okay?" may asked, full of worry. "who can say, little one?" she replied, setting her down. then, her face changed to one of sorrow. "i don't want to be the messenger of bad news, but your parents.. they fought hard. for you. for the clan.
they were defeated in battle," she explained. may froze; no. it wasn't happening: her parents? her family? no more
playing with her father, no more stories from her mother.. "but," elsinore went on. "i will serve as your caretaker. i am elsinore; they tell me you are may. i'm sorry for your loss." may looked over her shoulder with determination. "i'll make their deaths count." she growled.
art ;

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