It took me FOREVER to even come up with design concept colors, let alone the actual design. This was very fun to draw, but challenging.
Im far too tired to work on the wings tonight, ill get to them asap.
Username: Taliska.
Saber...
Name:
Kosmara ( meaning nightmare) or Mar/Mara for short
Age:
32 years old (I'm looking for the age equivalent to a 21 year old human)
Gender:
Female
Personality:
Very heroic, likes to be the center of attention and will always give 110% in anything she does, but keep in mind that it is very important to her that she appears effortless. She puts on a very cool and superior front, and she can often come off as rude and mean. She has a horrible temper and she can be very aggressive, although it doesn't take much to provoke her she won't adopt a bad mood without reason. Most of her undesirable personality traits don't apply to her friends, and she has many. She has a rude, albeit hilarious, sense of humour and she's always joking around. She is known to get into trouble, mostly because of her tendency to blatantly ignore rules and her failure to respect the higher ranked sabers. She refuses to be bossed around, and she's quick to let you know!
History:
From a distance it would have appeared to most that Kosmara had a warm upbringing. And maybe that could have been so had it not been for her parents. Kosmara was born into a litter of three, all females. The young family had the potential for a happy future, plentiful food, a beautiful home, and a strong litter. Soon after Kosmara was born her parents began to fight more and more often, always for an unclear reason. It wasn't long before Kosmara's mother left, leaving the three cubs with their father. Try as he might he couldn't provide for all three of the young girls and himself. Soon it was just the two cubs and their father.
By the time Kosmara was learning to hunt and beginning to fly she had grown extremely attached to her father. On one especially cold night the three of them were out hunting in a rainstorm, looking for prey. A flash of lightning offered the only glimpse of the Kayotas before Kosmara was in a mess of fur and sharp teeth. She couldn't tell up from down as a result of the large number or Kayotas now clinging to her fur and biting her mercilessly. One by one they seemed to become interested in something else, and as soon as she managed to shake free from the remaining beats she began sprinting through the forest, with no idea where she was going. She ran until she collapsed, terrified that the Kayotas would find her.
Kosmara woke up the next morning to find her fur still soaked from the night before and her head throbbing from running to far. Much of her fur was stuck in tufts of sticky blood, and she had numerous gashes where the Kayotas teeth had penetrated her skin. None of her injuries compared to the despair she found in the weeks to come. She never found her sister or her father anywhere, and she was left with no family.
Art:
*WIP*
If a Saber RP is made, will you join?:
Yeeah! :D
Why do you want your own Saber?:
Because I don't have very many characters at all and she would get plenty of attention and artwork. Honestly the species is so stunning that I want to be a part of the team of owners, artists and mods that are involved with WTS. If a RP is opened I would love RPing with my saber(s)!