Post by Ignominy on Sept 17, 2014 12:31:53 GMT -5
"I will have order. If I need to instill fear to attain it, so be it."
. Essentials |:.
Dotage: 5 years
Sex: Male
Fragrance: Licorice
Birthed: December 24th
Zodiac: Capricorn
Theme: Monster - Skillet
Battle theme: Beyond the Veil - Lindsey Stirling
Vocals: Liam Neeson
. Genetics |:.
Progeny: Unknown
Height: Approx. 5'6 at shoulders
Weight: Approx. 643 lbs
Blood type: Type O
. Personalities |:.
|+| If you are Nyumbani |+|
If you are in Nyumbani, you are not going to get the nicer side of Sitka. He will be cold, merciless, impatient and forceful with you. If he finds you on or over the barrier, he will engage in an attack.
|+| If you are a rogue |+|
If you are a rogue, you will get the less menacing version of Sitka. He used to be a rogue, so he understands them somewhat. He will act cold, slightly impatient and slightly nicer around you. Treat him with respect and he might just let you stay there for a while. However, you are still a rogue, and if he finds you to be a threat, or untrustworthy to his territory, he will engage.
|+| If you are Badriya |+|
If you are Badriya, you will get the more caring side of Sitka. He will be curious, thoughtful, but still stern with you. He will occasionally come around to check and see if your settling in well, or get your opinion on certain things. You can approach him without his snapping at you.
|+| If you are his acquaintance |+|
If you are one of his acquaintances, you will get the funnier side of Sitka. He will joke with you, be curious, thoughtful, want your opinion about serious matters, but will still seem slightly stern. He takes his role very seriously. At certain times you may lounge around with Sitka.
|+| If you are a crush |+|
Ah, a crush. This does no come often for Sitka. If you are his crush, he will be awkward around you, try to flirt and be humorous in general. He will mostly be at your side, or close to you when he's off duty. He will be kind, funny, flirty, thoughtful and awkward.
|+| If you are his mate |+|
Wow, you managed to become Sitka's mate? You must be one heck of a lioness. Sitka loves you. He will protect you, flirt often, joke around, be affectionate, curious, kind, thoughtful and a gentleman towards just you. He trusts you with his life, and is willing to die to keep you safe.
. Relations |:.
Involuntarily watching: One lass
Captivated by: Amaia
Currently courting: No fae
Bound to: No beauty
Turn-ons in the opposite sex: Flirtacious, Passive, Intelligent, Skilled
Turn-offs in the opposite sex: Clingy, Disloyal, Cheap
Sire of: Many grown litters
Kin to: Tamotsu
Resides in: Badriya
Rank: Dominant Male
Desired rank: ~
Acquaintances: Violet, Davison, Dylan, Kasima, Amaia
Semi-Friends: Davison, Amaia
Dislikes: Savuri
Dislikes: Savuri
Enemies: Nyumbani members
Birthed by: Jaques and Jenna (Pictures below)
. History |:.
Believe it or not, Sitka used to be like any other lion. He used to be kind, playful, worry-free and cheerful. However, he went through many episodes during his life so far, that has dampened this, and gradually altered it. It all started on December 24th, when Sitka was born. He was born the largest of 5. All his siblings had dark fur, like their parents, but Sitka was the only one with blue eyes. Time passed and all the cubs could totter around on their own. Sitka was the most trouble. He ventured farther than he was supposed to, and often got cuffed by his mother. His father was a pride male, and his mother a rogue. He never knew his father, nor even met him once.
Once the cubs became adolescents, their mother would leave for long periods of time to get food. The young lions were told to stay inside the den until she returned. Sitka, being the stinker he was, was intrigued by the outside world.
One night, there was a very odd scent lingering around the den. Sitka went out to investigate. There was a weird looking creature emerging from the tall grass. It looked like a brown, rough snake, with a fuzzy head. Sitka found it interesting and went to chasing it. He chased it over logs and straight into the more dense part of the vegetation. Just as he was about to catch it, and made the final pounce, he ran straight into something hard. Something noisy, that made a ding when his nose collided with it. Something else slid down behind him, and Sitka found that he was stuck inside something. It was a cage. Poachers had gotten him. Deciding that they had done nicely in capturing a young male, they packed up their stuff and left, taking Sitka with them.
Sitka was stuck in the box for several weeks. His only food was an occasional chunk of old, tough meat. Finally, the poachers handed him down to someone else, and they transferred him into a different box. This one, he could see out of, because it only had hard bars to keep him inside. Scared out of his mind, Sitka growled, bit and scratched at whatever part of the strange creatures was near him. Occasionally he got them good, and could hear a satisfying screech come from them.
At least 5 weeks had passed now, and Sitka was brought to a new place. This place had other things inside. Animals. Some of the animals looked like him, but much smaller, and weaker looking. They were also in odd looking boxes that came from the wall. Creatures in long white coats began to smack Sitka with sticks. Sitka didn't understand, because these sticks were black and hard, and burned when it touched him. It sent a spasm down his body until he couldn't control his actions. The creatures took that chance to throw him into another, small cage.
More weeks passed, and by now Sitka was not in the best shape. He got daily doses of some odd looking liquid, and he was often sick. He could barely stand anymore, and his physical shape was deteriorating quickly. In attempts to keep Sitka stronger for longer, the creatures gave him an extra dose of whatever was inside the bottle. They were pumping him with steroids, in hope that this would make him stronger. It didn't. He merely grew to an abnormal size, but was still very sick. His ribs were showing, and his lovely blue eyes were beginning to fade into an odd purple. Whatever liquid he was getting everyday, it must have been toxic. After a few more days, the purple faded into a pink. The creatures then figured out what happened. Something inside Sitka had gone wrong. Wrong enough for him to get a rare disease called Heterochromia. Often this disease was known to only change the color of one eye, but it was so bad that it changed both of Sitka's.
The scientists, which Sitka had figured out the name for, decided that Sitka was no longer eligible to be tested on, and that their liquid was no good for their own kind. They gave the male what they thought would be his last injection. This new liquid was clear and pretty looking, and the scientists called it anesthesia. Sitka fell asleep quickly, and was thrown outside into a giant metal box, with no lid. Hours and hours passed before Sitka woke up, but he could not move. What was this stuff they gave him, and why had he been moved? More hours passed, and he could slowly get up. He could see the sky again. He was outside.
Apparently, whatever they gave him daily, made him grow strong enough to live through the other liquid, which he guessed was supposed to kill him. He still didn't understand anything. The only thing he knew was that he was free, and that he was going to run. This place was loud and scary, and odd machines were everywhere. Sitka ran towards the open grass, which he hoped was close to his home. He missed his family.
More weeks passed, and by now Sitka had grown tired again. He was hungry, didn't know where to go, and was basically in the middle of nowhere. Just by luck, he found an old carcass. It looked as if it had been picked dry, but Sitka went over and ate whatever he could get. Buzzards were beginning to circle him. Sitka was not ready to die yet. He was only a year old. He treked slowly on, meeting a few other skinny lions along the way. Few of them were nice, and some of them attacked Sitka. Oddly enough, at only 1 year, he was as large as his attackers. Sitka fought them valiantly, and either warded them off, or killed them. A few rogue stuck with him, seeking refuge from other predators with him.
Home was nowhere to be found, and Sitka had long given up on finding it. Instead, he settled with a few of his companions near a lake. He began to grow fond of them, and enjoyed the company. All together, there was 5 of them. Two males and three females. Breeding season soon arrived, and Sitka and the other male, who went by the name of Zander, got jealous of the other. So jealous, that one night, when Sitka was asleep, he was blindly attacked and greatly wounded. Zander left with the females then, leaving Sitka alone again.
He awoke the next day, and carried on, mourning for what he had lost. Weeks passed again, and he became two years old. He had run into many prides, but each time, several dominants, who were probably kin, ran him off, so he couldn't get near their females. It was then, that Sitka decided he was just going to find a place and start his own pride. His mood had long since dispersed, and he was now cold, vicious and fearless. He decided on a place, across from another pride, and began to slowly build up his kingdom.
He had about 12 lions with him by the time he met his soon to be rival, Iedael. The two didn't get along, and were dubbed sworn enemies from that moment on. They established a territory barrier, and made rules for each pride. Sitka had considered just going in and attempting to kill them all, but that seemed illogical to him. Why would he want to kill off his pride? He wouldn't.
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