Username: TheKandra
Juymara Name: Solara
Have you read the rules?: Of course.
Juy's Personality: Solara is a loyal Alpha male who is dedicated to his Pride, family, and allies. His pride, the Pride of the Sun, was started by his ancestors who are believed to have been blessed warriors and conquerors that supposedly gain their strength from the Sun. He is very humble, unlike his father, and respected by everyone. Always smiling, Solara loves to help train young Juymara in their quests to become defenders of the Pride. He is not afraid to be truthful, even if it isn't a popular opinion.
Does he praise the sun or does he get praised?: Solara is much too busy to get involved in Sun worship, with a pride to run on his hands. He secretly doesn't believe in it, nor does he want to be worshipped. Sol is a very down-to-earth Juymara, despite his looks, but isn't particularly spiritual.
Small story about him: (Less than 400 Words please)
Solara smiled, the warm Sun hitting his face. Four young Juymara ran out of the cave. "Sol!" They shouted. "Guess what we did today? The warriors let us go on a hunt today! We caught a gazelle all by ourselves!"
He was bombarded by the kids , who were climbing on his back and tail. "Great! I'm so proud," Solara said in his characteristic purr.
He took each of them off his back, setting them gently on the floor and patting each on the back. A female galloped in, panting from exhaustion. "Solara, bad news. We've had a stampede...over by the riverbank. Timber's dead."
The big Alpha looked to the stone ground. Timber was his cousin, a loyal member of the Pride of the Sun. He climbed off the rock ledge the Pride's cave rested behind and sprinted behind the female. They were halfway to the banks when they felt the elephants' feet pounding toward them. The two turned around and bolted for the cave. Scooping up the children by the scruff of the neck, he clambered up, lifting them just out of reach. Their mother rushed up to him. "My children! Solara, how can I ever praise you enough?"
He was stunned. "Don't praise me! Thank her for warning us in time!"