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 Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 10:58 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:06 pm
 Name: Eva’raja
Meaning: New Hope
Species: Lion
Gender: Female
Mate: Sliabh
Offspring: --
Pride:Kitwana'antara
Rank: Master Healer
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #0000ff
Obtained: Kitwana'antara Rehoming Contest 4/11
Colourist: Slander Personality: Eva’raja is a passionate lioness. She inherited her mother’s kind, caring, gentle nature, and is always willing to help another creature in need. She cares deeply for those she cares about, and that’s practically everyone – even if she’s only met you once, you’re in Eva’s prayers. She takes it upon herself to mourn each and every death separately, feeling that each and every death deserves to be acknowledged. They were all someone’s child, someone’s friend. She’s A naturally fussy lioness, and those close to her in particular will often find themselves cast over by her searching sea-blue eyes, and the slightest sign of distress or illness worse she previously knew will set the dark female upon you, and she won’t back off until she herself is completely satisfied that she has fixed your problem, or done her best to do so. She’s determined and stubborn – Eva will always complete a task to the best of her ability, and finds herself disappointed if she fails to reach her own high expectations.
Gaining an insatiable curiosity from her father, Eva always wants to know what that technique is that she’s never seen before, or who that new leopard is patrolling the borders. Some call it nosy, but Eva just likes knowing things. It makes her feel more prepared, more ready for anything the Gods may throw at her. She tries to make it known that if she is unintentionally prying a little too much, just to say and shell step away. Eva’raja tries to respect each pride member as an individual, and realizes that she can’t know everything about everyone. She just gets carried away sometimes. Impatience runs deep within the lioness’ veins, and she won’t wait, not for much. She’s always shuffling her feet, fidgeting, doing something, unable to just sit still and do nothing. History: Surya’nontle’s first mate was quickly slain by the vicious disease that gripped the Kitwana’antara lands, and the young queen found herself forced to choose another. Kuwat was a young hunter in the pride, and was showing promise – he was expected to soon take up the rank of warrior, and join the pride’s strongest and bravest fighters. Surya was urged by her Vizier’s to accept him as her King, and she agreed. Their relationship was awkward at first, but the pair soon grew to tolerate each other, a friendship soon blooming. But that was all they were – friends. It wasn’t until Surya suddenly seemed to get much worse that anything happened. Breathing became difficult, and nosebleeds became more frequent. Terrified of the prospect of dying without having been a mother, Surya begged Kuwat. He agreed, and the lioness was soon pregnant.
Beginning to fall for Kuwat, Surya’s symptoms seemed to improve as her pregnancy progressed – healers told her it had just been a particularly bad spell, and that she still had time. Surya gave birth to a litter of five cubs – Eva’raja was her first born daughter, her first child. Out of the litter, she was the only one to survive to adulthood. Eva grew up watching her siblings die – the two youngest died within days of being born, so their death didn’t affect the lioness as badly. A younger brother died as a juvenile, having been struck with a separate disease which tore at his immune system, allowing the pride’s disease to finish the job. Her younger sister survived with Eva to adolescence, but she too succumbed to the disease.
Even when her other children were still alive, Surya’nontle doted on Eva’raja. She saw a lot of herself in her daughter – she was caring and gentle, with a beautiful smile. But at the same time, there was a lot of Kuwat in her – her impatience and curiosity only ever got her into trouble. Surya herself was beginning to fall for the warrior, beginning to see his more passionate, loving side. But just as Eva reached adolescence, more tragedy struck. Kuwat, Surya’s mate and Eva’s father, passed away. Panicking once again, Surya turned to her aging daughter. Eva had just begun to exhibit symptoms of the disease, and was officially named as Surya’nontle’s heir. The ceremony was held, and the pride was in high spirit despite the King’s death – Eva’raja was the only surviving child of the queen, this showed she was a strong lioness. Stronger, apparently, than they all thought – a week after the ceremony, she recovered completely. She wasn’t infected, she was a carrier. Eva’raja couldn’t be the heir.
Both mother and daughter were distraught. By this time, Surya’nontle had found herself a third mate, and was soon pregnant again. She gave birth to a smaller litter this time, only three, but all survived past the first week. One girl, two boys. It was at this time the Eva’raja began to feel she was destined for something more – not just sitting around, being a ‘Duchess’. She couldn’t be Queen, but she could still make a different. Consulting her mother, the lioness immersed herself in the healing profession, getting in much experience within her only family, her younger siblings proving to be good practice when her two brothers began to exhibit symptoms in their early childhood. Both died within days of each other, leaving only the Eva’s younger sister. Times were tough – Eva’raja’s abilities were pushed to the test with a particularly lethal sweep of disease through the Kitwana’antara lands, followed by an attack by a nearby pride. She was kept busy caring for her mother and sister, both ill with the disease, as well as fallen pride members. Her hard work and devotion earned her the title of Master Healer – Surya herself performed the ceremony, whispering into Eva’s ear as she stepped up to receive the title. ”Look after your sister.”
Eva didn’t understand then – but she soon did. Nawiri’chiwa was named as heir, and Eva’raja stood strong beside her sister, providing her with a shoulder to cry on as they watched their mother sacrificed to the Goddess of Pestilence.  Eva'raja - Carrier Active Rp:In Dying We are Born, The Brightest Stars Used for Breeding:Come Back to Me You're the Home My Heart Searched For Finished Rp:Come Back to MeYou're the Home My Heart Searched For Looking for: General Rp
Pride RP
Not Looking for: Death
Lifemate
Pride Offers Open to the Idea:
Romance Statues: Mated
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:09 pm
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Eva is looking for an apprentice, and trying to reconnect with her mate
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:19 pm
 Name: Rian
Meaning: Irish-Kingly
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: --
Pride: Kitwana'antara
Rank: Scout
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #3366CC
Obtained: Gifted by Tanakako
Colourist: Lilitha
razz ersonality: Rian is an exuberant cub, who is filled with a deep curiosity about the world. He is always into something, usually trouble, though he tries to keep it to a low roar, since his adoptive mother always seems to have her paws full of Pride stuff. Which suites him fine, because this means he can get away with more. He is your typical boy, from nose to tail.
As he grows up, Rian will take on the more stoic nature of his father, but not entirely. He will never lose that slightly wild streak, that causes him to want to live every possible moment he can. Not just for him, but for his siblings,and friends who can't. He knows how very, very lucky he is not to be sick at all, and he treats it as the gift it is. :History: Rian is growing up in a unique denhold. Raised with all his half siblings by a rather bedraggled Eva, and Pride nannies, he always knew he was loved and wanted to be everything from a Secret Keeper like his friend Beo ( not happening) to being a spy, but ultimately will become a guard like his father. As a juv he likes the idea of heading out of the Pride and fathering cubs, what young male wouldn't think that was a SWEET deal, but than came his best friend Tara...and everything changed when he realized well...she wasn't another cub..she was a female...a beautiful one. Rian- Immune Active Rp:See You AroundNight Terrors Finished Rp:Well, That Hurt...The Language of Friendship Used for Breeding:Well, That Hurt... The Language of Friendship Looking for: General Rp
Plot
Flings
Pride Rp
Faimly RP Not Looking for: Pride Offers
Lifemate Open to the Idea:Lifemate
Death Romance Statues: Taken  
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:21 pm
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All our times have come
Here but now they're gone
Seasons don't fear the reaper
Nor do the wind, the sun or the rain..we can be like they are
Come on baby...don't fear the reaper
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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Mate with Tal's Seer girl when he grows up.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:35 pm
  Name: Haravana
Meaning: Protected by lions -Sanskrit
Species: Leopard
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Offspring: --
Pride: Kitwana'antara
Rank: Youth
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #cc3300
Obtained: Custom in
Colourist: Safi
razz ersonality:. As an adult: Haravana is a bright female, and is generally even tempered. She can be a bear however if the healer she is working with isn't listening to her. In which case she has no problem voicing her opinion, loudly. It probably comes from being marginalized by her mother, but as a grown up, she makes sure she is heard when she knows she has something to contribute, and if she doesn't, she listens so she knows for later. She is a tireless worker, and if a herb is needed, she will find it, no mater how far she has to travel or dig. As a cub: Friendly, and kind, with a deep compassionate nature that will later lead her to be an Apothecary for the Pride.
.:History: Haravana has grown up in the Kitwana'antara learning her trade as an Apothecary under the watchful eye of her teacher. She has listened well, and even though she is still considered young, she already seems to have a talent for knowing which herbs and which poultices, compresses, teas,brews and other tools of her trade the healer she is assigned to will need for the ill they have in the den they are working in. When the herbs and other ingredients run low, she will go and find them outside the Pride lands, sometimes for days at a time, but always returns. She did take time to learn from one of the scouts how to track, take down game and defend herself enough if she needed to, and she knows basic healing craft.
Haravana
Active Rp:
Used for Breeding:
You Should Not Be Here
Finished RP
You Shouldn't Be Here
Looking for:
General Rp
Plot
Flings
Lifemate
Not Looking for:
Death
Pride Offers
Open to the Idea:
LifeMate
Romance Statues:
Single  
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:36 pm
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Been a long road to follow
been there and gone tomorrow
without saying goodbye to yesterday
are the memories I hold still valid?
or have the tears deluded them?
maybe this time tomorrow
the rain will cease to follow
and the mist will fade into one more today ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Will be an apothecary when she grows up and searches for a better way to ease the pain of those sick, knowing she can't cure the disease.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:43 pm
 Name: Buliwyf
Meaning: Character in Ibn Fadlan's Eaters of the Dead (13th Warrior on Film)
Species: Hyena
Gender: Male
Mate: Yjendi
Offspring: --
Pride: Kitwana'antara
Rank: Secret Keeper
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #d96402
Obtained:Kitwana'antara RP contest
Colourist:Eskimo razz ersonality: Buliwyf had always known in his heart that he would serve the Kitwana'antara in a way he was uniquely suited to, and had kept that knowledge foremost in his heart as he grew from pup to adult. He saw much suffering in that time and it instilled him with a deep compassionate and caring nature. With the sick and dying Buliwyf is a gentle, quiet shadow who treats them with respect and dignity, easing their passing with kindly care. However, with the living he is careful and perhaps a little guarded, his injury making him aware how fragile life can be, and how fleeting. That is not to say he is retreating, he will take a stand for what he sees as right, and will always stand between the weaker against a stronger opponent. Buliwyf is a male who always looks towards what is best for the Pride as a whole and in general is a sturdy and reliable individual, the kind of hyena you can tell your deepest, deepest secrets to and know they will never be repeated. A silent sentry who has learned that death should not be feared, but greeted as an old friend.
.:History: Buliwyf was born into Kitwana'antara, and never known any other life save the one the Pride has given him. His mother was an accomplished and dependable scout, his father a well respected Secret Keeper. From puphood he aspired to be a scout just like his mother, to be as strong and competent as she. He trained hard and shadowed his mother during patrols. As he grew into a young adult, he started going out alone, short forays that were close to home to begin with, but gradually Buliwyf increased his range. He never should have.
Fate struck one night with disastrous results. On his way back from scouting out a band of rogues that were traveling to close to the Kitwana'antara's boarder, he was attacked by two male lions. The attack was unprovoked and violent, and Buliwyf barely managed to escape with his young life, thanks mostly to the lessons and tricks his mother had taught him. He was alive, but not unscathed. The scout suffered several serious wounds, and was more dead then alive when he finally made it back to the family den. Utterly spent, Buliwyf collapsed, and for weeks one of the pride's healers tended to his injuries. When what seemed like an eternity had passed, and he was back on his paws, it was clear he was lame. One of his back legs had been damaged in the attack and while he could move around and walk easily enough, he no longer had the endurance to patrol for hours on end, his run was painful, and at best, a slow lope .
With his dreams of being a scout in tatters, Buliwyf turned to his father, asking to be trained as a Secret Keeper, a job that required stealth rather than endurance, a silent tongue and loyalty to the pride, all of which he already possessed. A far quieter and subdued male since the attack, Buliwyf has put all his energy into his new training, using the challenges of the job to keep his mind away from the what ifs and could have been.
Buliwyf Active Rp:Hope is All We Have Finished Rp:Death Came with Kindly CareField Trip!The Start of Something NewA Sick ChildThe Only Gift is a Portion of ThyselfIn Searching, You I Have FoundA Brief RespiteA Day OutWhile there's Life, there is HopeFated CrossingsSilence of the Soul Used for Breeding:Death Came with Kindly Care Field Trip! The Start of Something New A Brief Respite In Searching, You I Have Found A Sick Child XThe Only Gift is a Portion of Thyself XSilence of the Soul XWhere There is Life There is Hope XFated Crossings XA Day Out! Looking for: General Rp
Plot
Flings
Lifemate
Not Looking for: Death
Pride Offers
Open to the Idea: Romance Statues: Mated
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:45 pm
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Home is behind, the world ahead
And there are many paths to tread
Through shadow, to the edge of night
Until the stars are all alight
Mist and shadow
Cloud and shade
Alll shall Fade
All shall fade -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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In love with a lioness in the KA, Yjendi.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:46 pm
 Name: Castiel
Meaning: Angel of Mercy and Thursdays
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: --
Pride: Kitwana'antara
Rank: Guard
Seer: Yes
Roleplay color:#ff3399
Obtained: Gifted by Kasi Loki
Colourist:Lilitha razz ersonality: Castiel is for lack of a better description, a fighting monk. Spiritual, strong in his faith, and in his belief that he was placed on this earth to protect those the Gods have places in his paws. Castiel has this habit of always being soft-spoken, even when he is flaying into you verbally. He is quiet good at it, it is very difficult to tell if he is humoring you, or giving you directions to hell, though he only does this if you have truly annoyed him, which happens rarely. His one flaw is that he is over protective of his sister Saddii. In all truth, he is probably in love with her in a way he should not be, but he will never act on it, admit it, or otherwise look at it. He merely provides for her like any good brother should till she finds a mate. :History: Brother and Sister the two were born to a rogue female they have never known and a loving father who took them high into the mountains to live near the gods. Raised very spiritually, they were taught to respect all life and the grace that granted that life. They lived a very peaceful existence among the mists and clouds, until the day a landslide caught the whole family in their den. Their father and second sister were killed instantly ( as far as the two know), but Castiel managed to save Saadii by covering her with his body. It took hours to dig themselves out of the debris, and days to limp their way down the mountain wounded and hurt to the foothills and cliffs where the Kitwana Antara make their home. He'd been hurt the worst, but he had made it down the mountains, keeping her safe, till hey had stumbled across the Kitwana'antara, him more dead then alive. Their healers had taken him in, healed him, brought him back from death...only to tell him that he could not leave for they were cursed and the God of Pestilence was now the God he served. His sister, thank the God of Mercy had only been battered, and she was free to leave. Where he could not for his open wounds had surely contracted the sickness that plagued there lands. So this now would be, at least his, new home. Castiel- Sick Active Rp: Used for Breeding:Used for Breeding Finished Rp:Broken Wings Looking for: General Rp
Plot
Family RP
Flings Not Looking for: Pride Offers
Lifemate Open to the Idea:Death
Romance Statues: Single/Taken 
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:48 pm
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Did I ever chain you down to my heart
'Cause I was afraid of you?
No, I couldn't hold any longer
Love is not a toy
Let go of me now
The time we spent is perpetual
Our future is not real
I'll leap into the air ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:51 pm
Name:Calanthe
Meaning: Gaelic-Warrior
Species: Leopon
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: Fertile
Pride: Kitwana'antara
Rank: Scout
Seer: No
Roleplay #0000ff
Obtained: Gifted by Tana
Colourist: Saffy
Personality:Calanthe is a scamp, he's into everything and everyone's business...well at least all of his older sibling's business. He is always under their paws, and causes more trouble sometimes. Like following them out to scout or guard duty, or to sparing practice. No matter where or what it going on, he wants to be in the middle of it all! Curiosity his nature and it usually lands him in trouble.
History: This little fella's nose and endless energy tries even Eva's patience sometimes, so much so, she'd send him off with his father for afternoons. Which he loved! Perched on top his dad's shaggy mane watching the world go by, his life couldn't have been better, there were siblings to torment, dad and mom to love him, Beo and other cubs to play with...then one day, he woke up, coughing, his whole body hurting...and he couldn't breath...( Will be sick, and recover becoming a carrier.)
Calanthe - Carrier
Active Rp:
Used for Breeding:
Finished RP:
Looking for:
General Rp
Plot
Flings
Lifemate
Not Looking for:
Death ( Carrier)
Pride Offers
Open to the Idea:
Lifemate
Romance Statues:
Cub  
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:52 pm
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Once recovered he will become a scout for the Pride.
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:53 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 01, 2011 11:54 pm
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