Post by nysle on Sept 17, 2014 16:04:45 GMT -5
Nysle
Daughter of Teria (mother) And Zoro (father)
Sister to none
Runs with the Nyumbani
Bows her head to Iedael
Is of one year and ten months.
Holds the exciting rank as Warrior
Relationships
Acquainted with Nabyru
Friends with Jasper
Interested with none
Mated with no males
Mother to no litter
Adopted no cubs
Dislikes none
Hates no one
Personality
{-/+} Trickster- If you confuse her for a male, she will pretend to be one.
{+/-} Cuddly- If she knows you long enough she will randomly plop near you.
{+} Kind- This manly female knows a few things and will try to help when needed.
{+} Thoughtful- She does think often when the sun sets.
{+/-} Proud- Even though she is growing a mane, she is very glad to have it.
{-/+} Stubborn- When she has something in mind, she sticks to it.
{-}Unpredictable- She can be unpredictable in stressful situations .
{+}Cunning- If or when she can, she will use the area around her to get an advantage.
{-}Slow- Sadly, she takes a while to think about certain things.
{-} Immature- The does tend to laugh at things that aren't so funny.
{-}Never is serious.
Miscellaneous
Her voice is this her Manly voice
Her normal theme song is;
Her manly fighting theme;
History
Nysle's history is rather unknown as she really doesn't talk about nor does she seem bothered by it. She was birthed by her mother, Teria and the dominate male named Zoro. She was raised in lands of what seemed to be lush with vegetation and trees, though she never really climbed the trees much. As she grew her father seemed rather dangerous to be around. He was becoming a bit more hostile to the females and the young ones like her. A few months went by and soon the males seemed to be irritable as well, Most of the females in the pride watched how she grew as the males were becoming much more hostile. As she developed her beautiful mane, the males seemed to try to avoid her or try to stake a swipe at her whenever she was near. She could have sworn there was an illness that was going around harming the males only as the females seemed to still be kind. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next.
As the night was turning to day the males surrounded her as she was resting and one woke her by slamming a paw on her cheek. She looked to the males and flicked her ears. She heard their growls and complaints. She had realized why they were so hostile as they were angry at her for growing a mane and not being a male. She was being a attacked by the males, but was able to dodge a few assaults, but was clawed at her back and hindquarters. Ducking below one of the slower lions, this maned female fled the hostile males and fled the jungles for the fear of her life. She looked back once in pain, claiming her parents dead and uttering a vow.
"I will show pride in my difference."
(( I'll finish it when I remember what else to put. ))
Sister to none
Runs with the Nyumbani
Bows her head to Iedael
Is of one year and ten months.
Holds the exciting rank as Warrior
Relationships
Acquainted with Nabyru
Friends with Jasper
Interested with none
Mated with no males
Mother to no litter
Adopted no cubs
Dislikes none
Hates no one
Personality
{-/+} Trickster- If you confuse her for a male, she will pretend to be one.
{+/-} Cuddly- If she knows you long enough she will randomly plop near you.
{+} Kind- This manly female knows a few things and will try to help when needed.
{+} Thoughtful- She does think often when the sun sets.
{+/-} Proud- Even though she is growing a mane, she is very glad to have it.
{-/+} Stubborn- When she has something in mind, she sticks to it.
{-}Unpredictable- She can be unpredictable in stressful situations .
{+}Cunning- If or when she can, she will use the area around her to get an advantage.
{-}Slow- Sadly, she takes a while to think about certain things.
{-} Immature- The does tend to laugh at things that aren't so funny.
{-}Never is serious.
Miscellaneous
Her voice is this her Manly voice
Her normal theme song is;
Her manly fighting theme;
History
Nysle's history is rather unknown as she really doesn't talk about nor does she seem bothered by it. She was birthed by her mother, Teria and the dominate male named Zoro. She was raised in lands of what seemed to be lush with vegetation and trees, though she never really climbed the trees much. As she grew her father seemed rather dangerous to be around. He was becoming a bit more hostile to the females and the young ones like her. A few months went by and soon the males seemed to be irritable as well, Most of the females in the pride watched how she grew as the males were becoming much more hostile. As she developed her beautiful mane, the males seemed to try to avoid her or try to stake a swipe at her whenever she was near. She could have sworn there was an illness that was going around harming the males only as the females seemed to still be kind. She wasn't sure what was going to happen next.
As the night was turning to day the males surrounded her as she was resting and one woke her by slamming a paw on her cheek. She looked to the males and flicked her ears. She heard their growls and complaints. She had realized why they were so hostile as they were angry at her for growing a mane and not being a male. She was being a attacked by the males, but was able to dodge a few assaults, but was clawed at her back and hindquarters. Ducking below one of the slower lions, this maned female fled the hostile males and fled the jungles for the fear of her life. She looked back once in pain, claiming her parents dead and uttering a vow.
"I will show pride in my difference."
(( I'll finish it when I remember what else to put. ))