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 Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 12:15 am
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 11:59 am
 Name:Tabia
Meaning: Swahili- name meaning "make incantations."
Species: Cheetah
Gender: Female
Mate: Nyeusi
Offspring: Cassiel, Cassian, Abila, Lavanta, Elysiaand
Pard: Mafia Pride
Rank: Entertainer
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #c38605
Obtained: Kuroi'nera The Combination Event
Colourist: Meepfur razz ersonality:. Tabia is a survivor and she is very comfortable within the confines of her fur. She enjoys her role as entertainer for the Pride, and uses all of her sultry, sensual, passions to move the objectives of the Pride forward that are entrusted to her. Tabia is wickedly shrewd, and knows exactly how to use her training and her extreme femininity to get what is needed from her marks. Make no mistake however, Tabia is loyal without question to the Pride and will easily kiss and then kill any feline that they ask her to without hesitation. She is a chameleon and adapts into whatever role she needs to, from demure and innocent, to sassy and spirited, to an elegant seductress, but underneath it all is a very clear, very observant and very shrewd, very complex mind.
.:History:
Prompt Number: 2
Prompt Response: (Nartive Form)
I hear the music begin, and my breathing calms as the heavy, primal beat of the dream sets a counter to my heart. I pose, back arched, my khoal lined eyes closed, front shoulder down, a 'hunting' stance. I wait, one breath, two breaths, letting all who watch tonight's drum circle drink their fill of my lithe, dancer's body. It's all part of the role, and I know my role well.
The drum is joined by another, and I roll my shoulders forward, the gem and belled cuffs on my front paws adding a counter melody to the rolling beat as I 'stalk' my prey. I can see him, young and confident, not a cub any longer, but not yet a blooded male, sitting near the front. I lift my golden eyes, the look in them demure, unsure as I met his pale ones, a look only for him. I blush, dropping my gaze, paws shifting as I twirl away, the veil over my muzzle catching the light of the fire on the head piece that keeps it on. I make sure the very tip of my tail brushes under his chest. He is the only onlooker I touch, a single, silent admittance to him that I am his, and only his.
I had worried when I first came to gather his mother, to escort her back to our Family that I would have had to end his life in order to fore fill the task entrusted to me. The extra baggage of the cub was not expected. She had failed to mention that she had given birth, its always those small details that ruin the best negotiated deals, but such small details are easily dealt with. For her sake, I would have made it quick, he would have felt nothing.
The rhythm changes in the drums, and drop low to my belly, slinking across the cleared ground, tail curled high, my eyes smoldering with the passion of my 'hunt'. He'd saved himself however, with the typical folly of youth, he'd fallen in love with me. If the situation had not been so dire, it would have been laughable. As it was, he'd inadvertently saved his own skin.
Flipping backward I land on my hind paws, tail lashing back and forth as I shake one hip and then the other before gracefully returning to all fours, once more rolling the blades of my shoulders, my movements set to the rapidly rolling beat of the music as it begins to reach its climax. When he'd confessed his love to me, I had fallen into his waiting paws, sobbing with joy and relief, telling him how I was running, how I was hunted, how frightened and scared I was, and how resolved I was to continue my quest to save my family from those wicked felines who had them, though I knew not if they were alive or dead. Poor young fool had bought it.
I stretched myself out along ground, head, body, tail, adulating like a snake as I slow my frantic pace perfectly with the halting music of the drums, my gold eyes seeking his in the crowd. He reassures me with that gentle, loving smile of his, and quietly slips away, away to the river, where I will met him as the rest of the Pride feasts on today's successful kill. Together, we will slip away into the dark, and he will join me on my quest, become my protector, my lover, my...mate. The though makes me want to laugh, but I suppress it as I slip back into my starting position, the drums slow beat falling back to the sole drum that had begun the dance.
As its rhythm fades, I re-clothe myself in the role I am playing, glancing up one more time, this time the look calculated and unfriendly, meeting those of his mother's, the order clear....she will follow behind and not interfere as I lead him back to our Pride, for if she does, she will bring back to our Family his dead and broken body.
Tabia
Active Rp:
Akward Encounters,
Let the Training Begin
Of Pride and Beauty
Night's Governess
Used for Breeding:Welcome to Your New Life [X]Fairytales and Flowers [X]Well, Hello Handsome [X]After the Dance [X]Khol Eyes [X]Who Are You Again? Down By the River Never Gonna Be Alone Who Are You? Kiss Kiss Evil Thy Name is Women! Why So Sick? Say What? Finished RPWelcome to your New LifeFairytales and Flowers, Well, Hello HandsomeAfter the DanceKhol EyesWho Are You Again?Down By the RiverNever Gonna Be AloneWho Are You?Kiss KissWomen Thy Name is Evil!Why So Sick?Say What?Looking for:General Rp Plot Flings Not Looking for:Lifemate Pride Offers Open to the Idea:Death Romance Statues:Mated
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 12:50 pm
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- You're never gonna be alone
From this moment on, if you ever feel like letting go,
I won't let you fall.
When all hope is gone, I know that you can carry on.
We're gonna see the world out,
I'll hold you 'til the hurt is gone. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Has the 12 rps to move up to the Council position.
Received Free Cub Slot
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 1:15 pm
  Name: Foi
Meaning: Faith -French
Species: Leotah
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Offspring: --
Pride: Kuroi'nera
Rank: Youth
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #000000
Obtained: Bred
Colourist: Caj
razz ersonality:. Foi is a hard knock cub. She's had it rough since birth, but its given her the type of inner strength that is forged and hardened and that is impossible to take away. Foi has a protective streak in her for those she considers hers and she will defend them with everything in her. She has a shrewd intelligence, and a quick tongue that often gets her in trouble, but it never daunts her. Hard as nails, she is hardest on herself, but she'll be damned if she will ever be dependent on anyone save herself. She doesn’t need her so called father, she doesn’t need her foster family, and she doesn’t need the KN. For now it suites her and her sister's needs, royal her *&^%.
.:History: The Eldest daughter she is severely abused by her father Noir as she protects the other three sisters. She is taken away from him by the Queen of the Nera and given to his 'twin' Bugie to raise. It isn't until she is an adol that she comes to realize her mother did not die given birth to her and that her father and his twin are the same leopard. He goes missing during the Hybrid war,but returns later having merged his two personalities and seeks to reconcile with his cubs. Foi is reluctant, but befriends his new mate Nadia in hopes to find her mother who she has found out was traded away to the Colony and still resides among them.
Foi
Active Rp:
We Gotta Get Out of Here
Used for Breeding:
Finished RP
Looking for:
General Rp
Plot
Family RP
Not Looking for:
Death
Pride Offers
Lifemate
Open to the Idea:
LifeMate
Romance Statues:
Cub
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Posted: Tue Aug 02, 2011 1:18 pm
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Let your life be a dream
Integrity, honesty
It's too late for me
Don't look back
'Till you're free to chase the morning ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All I Ask of You
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 10:08 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 10:10 pm
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I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
Come let me make up for the things you lack
Cause your burning up I gotta get it fast ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Twin Brother Cassian
Oldest Born, twin a minute behind
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 10:16 pm
  Name: Caitan
Meaning: spear, form of Cain- Latin
Species: Leopard
Gender: Male
Parents: Dysini'mbus & Cecile
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Pride: None
Rank: Rogue
Seer: No
Roleplay color: #0cd298
Obtained: Gift from Velveteen Angel
Colourist: Cajanic
razz ersonality:. As an adult: Caitin is shrewd, and very perceptive. He watches everything and everyone very carefully, learning how they move, how they think, what makes them work. He understands that to hunt, you have to know your prey, and to Caitin, everyone is prey. For him, others fall into two categories, predators, which are useful, and prey, which only exist to sustain the predators. He's interest lies in securing his own life, his own position in it, and will do what he has to in order to achieve that. He has no compunction about killing other cats, or hurting them, as long as it advances his own agenda. If he makes close ties to anyone, there is always a purpose behind it. He will be loyal to a predator that is stronger then he is, and serve faithfully, until its time not to. If he were human, Machiavellian would best describe the young leopard.
As a cub: Caitin knew from a young age that his mother had no desire or use for the cubs she gave birth to. He and his siblings were an inconvenience at best. It was an easy lesson to learn, and once learned, it was easy to take advantage of it. He's decided he will become exactly what his mother thinks she wants for him to be, strong and cunning, and when he is grown enough, and she trusts him, depends on him, he'll be sure that she limps on both hind legs before he leaves. After all, she was such a nurturing parent.
.:History: As Caitan became an adult his attachment to the world grew more and more distant as did his brother's ability to reach him. He began to range further and further away from his mother and siblings when they hunted, often bringing back his own kills. When that became to easy, he began to play 'games' with what he hunted, stalking them for days, weeks, letting the animal know he was 'there' but not reveling himself until he was ready for the kill. Cold, distant, emotionless, he became a efficient, skilled tracker and killer. He moved his games from prey animals to other felines, often taking contracts from others that needed rivals taken care of. That is how he met Tabia, who knew his mother through her connection to his father. She sometimes hired him for muscle when in a pinch. When Caitan didn't kill her after a deal they were working on went bad, Tabia explained to him there might be a place for him, past the wastelands, if he survived them. Curious, and bored, Caitan decided to go looking and found his father's once Pride. Caitan
Active Rp
Your Teacher Sent Me
Finished Rp:
Inception
Restless Night,
A Bond of Brothers
Used for Breeding:
Restless Night
A Bond of Brothers
Looking for:
General Rp
Plot
Flings
Not Looking for:
Death
Lifemate
Pride
Open to the Idea:
Romance Statues:
Single  
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Posted: Thu Aug 04, 2011 10:25 pm
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Wait, I'm coming undone
Unlaced, I'm coming undone
Too late, I'm coming undone
What looks so strong, so delicate ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Caitan returns to his father's old Pride, not having another place he feels he will truly fit in.
Like his father, he has no preference to male or female partners as he has little emotional attachment to anyone.
They are distractions at best. Note: The only creature that has ever been able to reach Caitan, to effect him in anyway, is his brother Poi.
Often, if any compassion is shown by Caitan, it is because Poi has asked he showed it, or the niggling little voice in his mind tells him that Poi would not like what he is doing or going to do.
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 9:53 am
 Name:Ri-Kin
Meaning:
Species: Leopard
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Pride:Kuroi'nera
Rank: Youth, Citizen, Fighter, Fighter
Seer: No
Roleplay #3300ff
Obtained:Bred
Colourist: BluePersonality: Ri-Kin has always shared the responsibility of taking care of his siblings with them. The three look out for themselves out of sheer necessity now that they are in the Nera. The memories of his mother and the unshakeable belief that Tam will come for them keeps Ri going. He learns what they teach him, learns it well, keeps his mouth shut, mimics what they want him to say, and waits. Because as he has learned from listening to what his teachers and what older veterans of other conflicts have told him. No battle plan lasts past the first three seconds of meeting the enemy, and that..that will be the time he and his brothers will make their escape if Tam has not found them first. By then they will have the skills to cross the wastelands on their own and leave the Nera behind.
History: There once was this young Groundling who loved her forest home, and well...loved anyone who came wandering through it, and one fine summer night, someone did. Handsome, charming, he entertained the lady in question and when the sun rose and he continued one his way, well...he left a little something behind..three little somethings.
Now Nuala is not the brightest of the stars in the sky, but lucky for her, her guardian Tam Linn is, so when the bundles of joy where born he took them form Nuala, (who wanted to teach them to fish right away) and began to raise them with the help of some of the other Groundlings who shared his rose Bower home. Once they grew big enough to survive a fishing lesson he decided to allow their mother ( in the loosest sense of the word) to take them from the safety of the rose thicket to the small stream.
During this time, the leopard known as Bugie/Noir, depending on which personality was in control at the time, was cub napping young leopards and cheetahs to train for the upcoming war that was brewing under the surface of the uneasy calm of the Kuroi'nera. A war that would be between the hybrids and the pure breeds of the Pride. Though the Council had warned him against the practice, it still had not sunk into either personality.
Seeing the cubs unattended beside the stream, for Nuala had jumped in to show them how to do it, Bugie/Noir rounded them up easily and took off down the stream, over the rocks and quickly away from where Nuala was.
Once she surfaced she realized something was missing and went back to the Bower, where Tam Linn asked her where the cubs where, when she snapped her claws and said she knew something has been missing, Tam nearly choked her then and there and took off out of the Bower leaving one of the others in charge as he began his search for the missing cubs.
Ri-Kin
Active Rp:
Used for Breeding:
Finished RP:
Night's Governess
Looking for:
Meta Plot RP
Pride RP
General Rp
Flings
Not Looking for:
Pride Offers
Open to the Idea:
Lifemate
Romance Statues:
Cub 
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Posted: Tue Aug 16, 2011 8:12 pm
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----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part of the upcoming Meta Plot, Ri-kin and his siblings, were stolen by Noir and given to Tabia to raise to be fighters.
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:56 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:57 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 6:58 pm
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Posted: Thu Aug 25, 2011 7:01 pm
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