Name:
Mofu ( Japanese for "Morphed") (long "o")
Age (at most 200 years):
75, Teenagerish
Gender:
Male
Antler type:
Elk I presume
Marking Types:
I used, jaguar, tiger, and smilodon (never said it couldn't be extinct! ;D)
Region:
North
Rank:
Hunter
Parents:
His parents are currently 106 being the mother, 108 is the father.
Personality:
With his friends, Mofu his talkative, energetic, and light-hearted. At home, he is a whole different Insaroh. He is grumpy, lazy, and mean. His brother is always bothering him. But, of course, his mother loves Kovar, the younger brother, more than Mofu. She thinks it is always Mofu's fault, that he should be more patient, but he just can't! Sometimes he wants to run away, but where could he go? And what would his father say? Back to his personality. Mofu is bipolar, different when he is with his friends than at home.
Story:
"Mofu, get down here!!!!!" I get it, Mom, but you have to give me time to go from my den to the main clearing. Mofu thought. It was noon, and Mofu was tired because he had gone to sleep very late last night. He had been thinking about his grandmother, a smilodon Isnaroh. She had loved Mofu as a young pup, and took care of him when his mother, a smilodon tiger Isnaroh mix, or his father, a pure jaguar Isnaroh, were hunting, defending, etc. She loved him with all of her heart. But, one day, she was overcome with a strange sickness. I over whelmed her whole body and caused her to uncontrollably shake, vomit, and make waste. Mofu was broken when she died. He didn't leave his den, he picked at the squirrels and thrushes his parents fed him. He heard his parents saying he might be clinically insane. He was showing all of the symptoms, talking to himself, then answering himself, racing thoughts, Insomnia, Laughing constantly, elevated mood, and eating less.
When he heard his mother calling him once again, it snapped him back from his reverie. He walked outside of his den and found her waiting patiently in the main clearing. "Hi Mom." he said, and they rubbed each other lovingly. "What took you so long?" she asked with a hint of displeasure. "Sorry," he replied, "I was thinking about Grandma." She gave him a understanding look and sent him off.
It was late in the morning, and Mofu realized how hungry he was, so he went to the prey side of the camp, and started eating the liver of an elk. While he was relishing in its juicy taste, a beautiful Isnaroh walked right up to him. It was Dae, one of the Defenders. Mofu had a not-so-secret crush on her, because all of the males his age knew about it. "Hwaiiaaallllllllmmmm" Mofu said intelligently. "Excuse me?" She giggled. Mofu shook his head and said, "Sorry about that...so...hi! I'm Mofu!" She smiled, "Hi Mofu, I know who you are." "Oh," *herp derp moment! o3o lolz* "sorry, um..bye!" Mofu ran off saying to himself stupid, stupid, STUPID!!
Other:
Isnaroh have Horns of a lot of the deer and sheep of the common world
The Isnaroh's pelts and markings resemble that of wild cats.
Isnaroh wear items on them, from pieces of clothing to jewelry.
Mofu ( Japanese for "Morphed") (long "o")
Age (at most 200 years):
75, Teenagerish
Gender:
Male
Antler type:
Elk I presume
Marking Types:
I used, jaguar, tiger, and smilodon (never said it couldn't be extinct! ;D)
Region:
North
Rank:
Hunter
Parents:
His parents are currently 106 being the mother, 108 is the father.
Personality:
With his friends, Mofu his talkative, energetic, and light-hearted. At home, he is a whole different Insaroh. He is grumpy, lazy, and mean. His brother is always bothering him. But, of course, his mother loves Kovar, the younger brother, more than Mofu. She thinks it is always Mofu's fault, that he should be more patient, but he just can't! Sometimes he wants to run away, but where could he go? And what would his father say? Back to his personality. Mofu is bipolar, different when he is with his friends than at home.
Story:
"Mofu, get down here!!!!!" I get it, Mom, but you have to give me time to go from my den to the main clearing. Mofu thought. It was noon, and Mofu was tired because he had gone to sleep very late last night. He had been thinking about his grandmother, a smilodon Isnaroh. She had loved Mofu as a young pup, and took care of him when his mother, a smilodon tiger Isnaroh mix, or his father, a pure jaguar Isnaroh, were hunting, defending, etc. She loved him with all of her heart. But, one day, she was overcome with a strange sickness. I over whelmed her whole body and caused her to uncontrollably shake, vomit, and make waste. Mofu was broken when she died. He didn't leave his den, he picked at the squirrels and thrushes his parents fed him. He heard his parents saying he might be clinically insane. He was showing all of the symptoms, talking to himself, then answering himself, racing thoughts, Insomnia, Laughing constantly, elevated mood, and eating less.
When he heard his mother calling him once again, it snapped him back from his reverie. He walked outside of his den and found her waiting patiently in the main clearing. "Hi Mom." he said, and they rubbed each other lovingly. "What took you so long?" she asked with a hint of displeasure. "Sorry," he replied, "I was thinking about Grandma." She gave him a understanding look and sent him off.
It was late in the morning, and Mofu realized how hungry he was, so he went to the prey side of the camp, and started eating the liver of an elk. While he was relishing in its juicy taste, a beautiful Isnaroh walked right up to him. It was Dae, one of the Defenders. Mofu had a not-so-secret crush on her, because all of the males his age knew about it. "Hwaiiaaallllllllmmmm" Mofu said intelligently. "Excuse me?" She giggled. Mofu shook his head and said, "Sorry about that...so...hi! I'm Mofu!" She smiled, "Hi Mofu, I know who you are." "Oh," *herp derp moment! o3o lolz* "sorry, um..bye!" Mofu ran off saying to himself stupid, stupid, STUPID!!
Other:
Isnaroh have Horns of a lot of the deer and sheep of the common world
The Isnaroh's pelts and markings resemble that of wild cats.
Isnaroh wear items on them, from pieces of clothing to jewelry.
