[`Hypnotic]

Name:Analli
Age : 50 years
Gender:Female
Antler type: Kudu
Marking Types: Leopard + Tiger(markings), Lion (basecoat)
Region: Central
Rank:Trainee
Parents: The two going-crazy Isnarohs stalked down the forest, following the scent of the large and healthy buck they had been hunting for the previous week. Today, was, the day to kill him. Or.. be killed. The silver male stretched forward into a ground-eating lope, and so did his hunting partner and mate. Flying forward, they stopped before the buck could see them. Except.. He did. His black eyes turned into a crazy red, and he charged at them with his long brown horns. Stabbing and stabbing, he killed the poor parents of Analli.
Personality: Analli is a bold wolf. She thinks she's never wrong, and is boastfull about everything. She's beautiful, and she knows it, and she shows it. She always speaks up for what she thinks is right, right or wrong. She believes she's like the model trainee, and is much like a little pup, prancing an frolicking always. She's great to be around if you're in a joking-around mood. If you want to get her attention, which will be hard, you'd have to deeply upset her. Or rather, put her into a competition with another trainee. She's quite the competitor, and steps up her game in the snap of the word 'contest.' Although, she hates to actually do the hard work. She is a social butterfly, and mostly relies on her friends for back-up. She's extremely intellegent, if you push her, although she manages easily to score high on tests put out for her. She isn't easily challenged, and she hates doing things the easy way. She doesn't prefer helping others, much more sitting back and letting other Isnarohs bring things to her. She barely admires or respects any Isnaroh, and frequently gets yelled at for this. She's basically learned to ignore this by now.
History:
Analli wasn't always such a trouble-maker, she used to be quite the little pet of them all. She was furry, adorable, and totally not-mischevious. It was only that one day that changed her. The day she met her crazy friend Driel. Why she wondered away from that stony-lonesome prison she'll never know. She hated it, of course. How she came across ol' Driel, and who he is,well, is a different story...

Analli carefully walked among the moss and leaves in the forest. She had gone searching for some armor, much like Zena's. She admired the broad leader, walking about. She believed sincerely that the armor had to be found in the forest. Stalking forward, already at the age of ten years, she learned already quite a bit from the others. She was only merely a child-ling, and that bothered her so. Horns budding at the top of her head already, her green eyes swirvled around,looking for any signs of other species. She sniffed in, and walked forward, rustling up all the leaves. She growled angrily, she'd never get her armor like this! She suddenly fell flat on the ground, a rough force holding her down. "Female, who are you!" A mass, a little bit stronger than her yelled in her ear. She hastily flipped around and saw the look of a loner's face. She knew they weren't accepted around her. "I am Analli, and my question for you is, what are you doing here? This is the leader lands, not for some mangy mutt like you!" Her fierce eyes glowed contempt for the over-grown Isnaroh. "Oh you poor,silly little creature. Looking for armor are you? Well you won't find it, you inferior piece of.." He couldn't finish. Analli had wrestled up, and crouched. "Shut up, and I'll walk away right here, right now, as long as you go too." The silvery-leopard Isnaroh growled lightly. "No. My parents bussiness was to teach you idiot pups to actually look at the world, and not get wrapped into that of your little world. So, we can do this the easy way, or the hard way. You calmly walk with me to my camp, or I forcefully take you there." Analli's green eyes narrowed to slits, just because she was smaller doesn't mean she had to be bossed around! Staggering away from him back towards camp, she quickly tried to bounce forward, but was caught by the nick of her neck fur.
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Back at the large-dark cave, he sat Analli down, well more like thrown down to the floor. She landed loudly with a thud. "You.. beast! Monster! What do you have to tell me that is sooo important?" Driel growled for the hundredth time at her, "I am Driel. You are?" Analli sighed, and knew that the brave-and-strong act just wasn't for her. "I am Analli." Driel smiled a bit, "Good,good. Now, I will tell you what to do, and what not to do. I want you to come out to the forest until you're an apprentice. I will teach you all the real, neccesary skills of being a warrior. Including the bold, but too good for others type of warrior. Woud it please you to start today?" She listened carefully through his little speech, she piped up when she heard the word 'train.' "Yes! yes! Can we pleeaassee start now Driel?" He nodded,"Only one lesson per day." and backed up quickly. "Stealth. I heard you from a mile away sniffing and walking around like that. You must learn the key of stealth. First, make sure you're light on your paws, and quite ready for action. See if you can hear me." He walked slowly, feeling out the perfect places to step. "Nope, said Analli. She mimicked him eagerly, Driel nodded, thinking to himself that she was a fast learner. "Tail down!" She growled impatiently, and let her tail rest lightly just above the ground. Nodding, he padded back into the comfort of his den, "Good,good. You're dissmissed. Oh, and don't tell anyone about this. Not even your grandparents, or bestfriends, or parents!"


Alpha Leaders ~ have a chest piece that extends up over the shoulders in almost a blade like manner to symbolizes their rank.(Like armor.) From the tip of the blades there is a cloth material that comes down from it and attaches to a ring. From that ring there is another cloth that drapes over the back legs and attaches to a ring that starts at the beginning of the tail.(Shown on other Isnarohs.)
Leaders: are considered to be healers and leaders too.
Isnarohs may have no tail aswell.

[calphina]

Please read the rules, at the moment some of the markings look like tattoos and not based on a cat

[`Hypnotic]

I read the rules. These markings do not all have to be all big-cat biased.
These colors are actually based off of two big-cats. It also says you may find neon colors in them too. If you look
here not all the markings are cat markings.
Look here also.

[Dancing with Bears.]

Re-read them. The 2nd dash says ; that they are based off wild cats. Colors included.
& If you look - those were made by the CREATOR of the species. Can you give anybody elses (Owned) Isnaroh that has neon colors in the design?
Most likely ; you will be disqualified. Im sorry, its not mine - or Calphina's choice. Its tundras. But Ive helped her in the first contest.
Please take our advice. Were trying to help.

[`Hypnotic]

This here

Okay, but we can't have any neon? I see neon in a few Isnarohs. Would I get points taken off if I kept neon colors? I've tried to re-arange it so there is less neon. This has really tooken me a long time, due as I've got a mouse, and sometimes a tablet. It's really disheartening to change it for the fiftieth time.

[calphina]

Neon colors are very rare, you could always add items with the colors, at the moment the marking on the muzzle looks more like vines than spots or stripes. Im sorry if this is frustrating.

[`Hypnotic]

Thanks anyways though ^^
I'm changing it when I get to my tablet (later today) so it won't look.. um.. odd.