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 Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 6:48 pm
-Tarn- 
Name: Tarn
Pronunciation: tahrn
Meaning: Mountain Pool
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Age: Baby
Flavor: Yellow-Bellied Sea Snake
Sexual Preference: Undecided
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Met: None
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Perhaps this young cub is too curious for his own good. Little Tarn is always sticking his nose in places where it doesn't belong, and has little regard for what others think of it. He is carefree, and has never been taught of decipline, manners, or other such skills that might just be required if he plans to live past his current age. Fortunately, he seems to posess quite a bit of luck.
History: Tarn's parents were loving, but not particularly attentive. The youngest and smallest of their first litter, Tarn, hobbled off on an innocent adventure as soon as he was weaned, and never managed to meet with his parents again. He survived with little difficulty, managing to scavenge or kill tiny critters for himself. The only downside to his solitary life seemed to be the lack of any sort of teacher.
Generation: First
Obtained: Auction
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 6:48 pm
-Maia- 
Name: Maia
Pronunciation: may-uh
Meaning: Great Mother (was not chosen for meaning)
Species: Dragon
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Flavor: Coffee & Creamer
Sexual Preference Female or Male Dragons/Lions
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Met: None
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Maia is a bit shifty... She isn't exactly sinister, but she believes that she is. Nothing pleasures her more than to play a nice prank, or steal something valuable from another resident of the Isle. She is quite greedy, and has a habit of making up horrible, complicated lies. She tends to be jittery more often than not, and has a short attention span. Other than that, she's pretty easy to tolerate.
History: Maia's parents were always off together, and left Maia to a somewhat solitary childhood. They were never there to keep her behavior in check, despite being excellent providers of food and shelter. Maia took off one morning as a teenager, never to see her parents again. It wasn't if she had much of an attatchment to them, anyway. She has been wandering ever since, and has no set territory.
Generation: First
Obtained: Dragon Event Auction
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 7:22 pm
-Lorna- 
Name: Lorna
Pronunciation: lor-nah
Meaning: Sad, lonely
Species: Lion
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Flavor: Inverted Fox
Sexual Preference: Undecided
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Lorendale and Virgil
Brother: Damian
Half-Siblings: Nero, Nerys, Lamia, Teishi
Met: None
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Lorna seems to be a submissive, shy type of lion. Her family is populated by bloodthirsty lions bent on revenge or domination. However, she seems to have an innocence about her that is unnatural to her lineage. She tries to hide any and all fear towards her parents, knowing that the Queen would not likely approve of her being so weak. But in truth, they both scare her stiff. Lorna hates training, is no good at hunting, and simply abhors violence in general. But she's so submissive that she will continue to go along with it, likely for the rest of her life.
History: Even from the beginning, Lorna's life promised to be difficult. The union from which she was born was between a power-hungry lion and a vengeful queen, the latter of which already had cubs with another male. Under Virgil and Lorendale, Lorna has grown up to be a half-hearted puppet. At this point in her life, her only comfort lies in her brother, Damian, who treats her well. She loves him dearly, and feels comfortable enough to speak freely around him, unlike with her parents.
Generation: Second
Obtained: LorexVirgil Breeding
Past Stages: Smoothie, Baby, Cub, Teen
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 7:38 pm
-Kane- 
Name: Kane
Pronunciation: kayn
Meaning: Fierce Warrior or Spear
Species: Dragon
Gender: Male
Age: Young Adult
Flavor: Vanilla Raspberry
Sexual Preference: Female Dragons
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Adoptive Uncle: Trahern
Adoptive Mother: Tatania
Siblings: None
Met:
Tatania - His "mother." Everything in life that Kane knows, he learned from her. He loves this dragoness dearly, and puts her before all else in his life. Anyone that tries to go near her will have to go through him first.
Trahern - Kane's true savior, even if he doesn't appreciate it. This older male had a small part in raising Kane.
Tlatim - Another pup that Kane grew up with. They aren't exactly friends, and Kane treats the blue male a bit like a plaything. Torturing him almost always makes Kane's day.
Pack: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Since his birth, Kane has never seemed to be the realistic type. He often zones out, seeming to be in a world other than the one his physical form dwells in. His rolemodel since birth, Tatania, taught him as much as she could in the way of hunting, survival, and general life. Like many children, he began to develop similarities to his mother-figure, and grew into a rough-edged young adult as a result. He speaks harshly, judges quickly, and is quite hard to understand most times due to his undoubtable insanity. On the bright side, he is also quite loyal, and his frequent rambling can be amusing at times.
History: Kane's parents were a pair of murderers, pure and simple. They slew whatever they came across, be it prey, lion, or dragon, just for the sake of a thrill. When the blood-red-pelted mother became pregnant, the pair assured each other that the child would be nothing more than a burden, hindering their plans for "fun" and "adventure." Sure enough, the egg was abandoned almost immediately after birth. Fortunately, Trahern discovered him, and took him into the slowly-growing adoptive family of dragons. Strangely enough, the one that supposedly hated children, Tatania, grew attatched to young Kane, who was named after Tatania's father. He grew up alongside her rather than his silly "uncle," and remains with the makeshift pack to this very day.
Generation: First
Obtained: Dragon Event Flatsale
Past Stages: Egg, Hatchling
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Posted: Fri Mar 21, 2008 8:45 pm
-Rivka- 
Name: Rivka
Pronunciation: rihv-kah
Meaning: To Link Together
Species: Dragon
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Flavor: Spotted Grape
Sexual Preference: Female Dragons/Lions
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Siblings: None
Met: None
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Rivka is a mellow dragon. She isn't out to get anyone and harbors no hard feelings towards her absent parents... No, she's pretty much a forgiving, lazy sort of person. Nothing seems to bother her, but likewise it's hard for others to get past her "wall" and really get much of a reaction, even if something important is going on. She has a logical way of thinking, and can be rather blunt when she speaks.
History: Of all places, Rivka hatched in a bird's nest. A certain brown-and-white dragoness had taken Rivka's egg from its nest and hidden her, just for fun. Luckily, the nest (located on a fairly low branch) was abandoned, and no protective mother birds were there to knock her to the ground. Fortune also smiled upon young Rivka when she did fall out as a hatchling, right into a pile of leaves. Over time, she raised herself, lucky enough to find a secure little den that still serves her purposes to this day.
Generation: First
Obtained: Dragon Event Flatsale
Past Stages: Egg, Hatchling
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:14 pm
-Sachi- 
Name: Sachi
Pronunciation: sah-chee
Meaning: Girl-child of Bliss
Species: Dragon
Gender: Female
Age: Young Adult
Flavor: Moonberries 'n Cream
Sexual Preference: Female or Male Dragons
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Mother: Kendra
Fathers: Silren (Paternal), Pickle (Adoptive)
Brothers: Aatami, Badr
Met: None
Pack: "Gay Pride"
Rank: Pup
Personality: Sachi is a bold, happy-go-lucky dragon. She always seems to have boundless energy, is constantly curious, and loves nothing more than to play. She does have a short temper, however, and won't hesitate to make her opinions known if she's angry enough. It should also be noted that she can be a bit of a tomboy. Since she grew into adulthood, Sachi's personality has taken a turn for the flirty side, and she is just as outgoing in this aspect as any other.
History: Sachi's two fathers, Silren and Pickle, are actually a homosexual couple. Her mother stepped to allow the pair to have their own eggs. After she was hatched, she found that she loved spending time with all three parents, along with her brothers. Unlike her father Pickle, she quickly took to speaking, and has developed a strong, albeit slightly gruff, personality.
Generation: Second
Obtained: KendraxPicklexSilren Breeding
Past Stages: Egg, Pup
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Posted: Mon Jun 02, 2008 8:15 pm
-Elmonte- 
Name: Elmonte
Pronunciation: el-mon-tee
Meaning: None. Made-up name for my OC.
Species: Dragon
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Flavor: Mad Prince Mead
Sexual Preference: Female Dragons/Lions
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Alben and Victoria
Sisters: Emilyn (Deceased) and Babette (Paternal Half-Sister)
Met: None
Pack: None
Rank: None
Personality: Elmonte is not right in the head, and never has been. He cannot pay attention to anything for long, and flip-flops between meals like no tomorrow. Occasionally he calms down and sounds relatively sane, but don't let that fool you. In a few moments, he will be back to himself. On one hand, he's quite energetic and clingy, but on the other he is violent and short tempered. Some sound advice: try not to get on his bad side. Though he isn't proud of it, he has proved his capability of killing his fellow dragon.
History: Elmonte was the son of an alpha that ruled a small, but very strictly ordered pack. The fact that order and dicipline were a huge part of existance in that society put a strain on Elmonte's sick mind. As the first born male, he was automatically heir to the seat of alpha when the need arose. As a result, much stress was thrust upon him during training. He was unable to keep in line, and so was pushed to the side when his little sister, Emilyn, was born. He couldn't stand the neglect and, though he didn't realize it, began to develop a sort of hatred towards his sister for it. During a sibling's quarrel over food, El snapped and mauled the little one, his almost fully developed fangs ripping her to shreds. He came to his senses after the point of no return and, in his panic, called for help. Needless to say, his parents had had enough. They attempted to kill Elmonte, but he managed to escape the territory due to his youthful athleticsism compared to the alphas. Once he was out on his own, he slipped in and out of depression, but eventually recovered from the loss. Nowadays he stays clear of his old pack's territory, but longs for companionship in the form of other dragons, and possibly lions.
Generation: First
Obtained: Paid Custom from Infi
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2008 6:04 pm
-Altair- 
Name: Altair
Pronunciation: all-tayr
Meaning: Soaring Falcon; Bird
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Flavor: Falcon Punch
Sexual Preference: Female Lions, Dragons
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Iah and Illvaenya
Brother: Eimhin
Sister: Aloissa
Half-Siblings: Ranjit, Vaerika, Ilisidri, ???, ???, ???
Met:
His Family - He looks up to his parents, but is admittedly a bit confused as to the situation. Altair pities his father since he gathered that his mother has taken to a new male. He hasn't had the opportunity to speak with his siblings as of yet, and, unlike with his mother, has not spotted them in his quick fly-bys over the Island. He often wishes that he had stayed with his family, and not let the awkward situation push him away. [Roleplays are quite welcome!]
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: Altair is proud but a bit reserved, and prefers wandering around on his own over seeking out company. He loves racing and competition, not to mention the ladies. In his adulthood, Altair has become a bit of a flirt, but deeply respects females almost to the point of worship. Altair values his freedom above all else, and can't imagine settling down at this point.
History: Altair's parents were friends a while before his birth. He and his siblings were the result of their reunion. Growing up, he felt that the situation with his parents was quite awkward. He preferred to stay away from his family despite caring deeply for all of them, and just didn't return one day after he took off on a flight. These days, he knows of his mother's relationship with another male named Varg, but is unsure about the condition of the rest of his family. At times, he's a bit disappointed in himself for getting out of the loop, but it is this shame that keeps him from actively searching for his father and siblings. He lives alone, going where he pleases.
Generation: Second
Obtained: Gift from VG and Aps heart
Past Stages: Smoothie, Baby, Cub, Teen
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Posted: Fri Aug 14, 2009 10:08 am
-Zephan- 
Name: Zephan
Pronunciation: zef-ahn
Meaning: Hidden by God
Species: Lion
Gender: Male
Age: Adult
Flavor: Cranberry Mush
Sexual Preference: Male Lions/Dragons
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Parents: Unknown
Half-Sister: Zizia
Met: None
Tribe: None
Rank: N/A
Personality: While he was extremely enetgetic and loud in his cub days, this lion displays himself as an only lightly enthusiastic type. In his travels, he has become a bit of a loner, and thinks of himself as enigmatic. It wouldn't be too hard to bring out the happy cub in him, though, if one had the mind to try. Zephan never turns down anyone in need, and is always more than happy to lend an ear to those who need it.
History: Zephan was a happy cub, loving both his burgundy mother and stripe-pelted father dearly. He had a naturally talkative and determined nature, and one day decided to question his father about another male that he mentioned with some anger. It hit Zephan like a brick wall when the grumpy old male explained that his mother had had a mate before him, and even bore a cub with him! Of course, the young lion was very curious at this point. When he reached his late teens and his mane was just growing in, he informed his parents that he was going to go off to look for his elder sibling. While his mother was supportive, his father didn't seem to care for the idea. Unfazed, Zephan set out. It's been over a year, though, and he hasn't had any luck... Perhaps he's not as focused nowadays, as he's taken on more of a "lone wanderer" type of role.
Generation: First
Obtained: I don't remember. xwx;
Past Stages: None
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Posted: Wed Aug 19, 2009 6:14 pm
-Amata- 
Name: Amata
Pronunciation: ah-mah-tah
Meaning: Beloved
Species: Lion
Gender: Female
Age: Adult
Flavor: Lionfish Leaf
Sexual Preference: She's a Closet Bisexual; Male or Female Lions
Mate: None
Sons: None
Daughters: None
Parents: Unknown
Half-Brother: Virgil
Absent Siblings: Two Half-Sisters (Victrix and Valentia) and a Brother (Ares)
Met:
Virgil - Her half-brother, who she had the displeasure of knowing for all of his life. Her father never acknowledged that this dreadful fellow was his b*****d son until the day after a power struggle occurred between them. Amata is not a fool, however, and knew all along. She has an undeniable hatred for him, but at the same time pities him in a strange way. Thinking that he likely went off and died somewhere after his exile, she hasn't thought about him in some time.
Tribe: None
Rank: None
Personality: Amata isn't an entirely unpleasant sort. She does act a bit like she's above others, but she's polite otherwise. Due to her upbringing, she knows full well how to fend for herself. However, another side-effect to being raised by royals is that Amata loves to be spoiled like the princess that she used to be. This lioness certainly has it in her to be a great friend or lover, if the other could see past her more snobbish quilities.
History: Amata was born a princess in a large tribe along with her older brother, Ares. Unlike suboordinate cubs, she was raised by her parents instead of in a communal nursery. For this reason, she became somewhat spoiled, just as her brother did. She was trained as a skilled huntress by her kind and loving mother, but often wished for attention from her regal, fin-covered father. Because of this, she learned fighting skills from Ares. Sure enough, her newfound ferocity gained her father's favor, and her mother's pride soared through the roof. However ideal the family seemed, something was still amiss...
A litter of three cubs, two girls and a boy, was birthed to a lowly and notably single lioness while Amata was in her early teens. It was easy to see that the boy, an ambitious little upstart, was the king's son; they looked strikingly similar. What bothered Amata was that no one was saying anything about it. Not even her mother said a word... As this litter grew, it became even clearer that Virgil would eventually be trouble, due to his ruthless, power-hungry ways. Amata was concerned when he approached the rank of head warrior, and for good reason. As soon as the rank was his, Virgil attacked the king, intent on taking his crown by force. The entire tribe, Amata, Ares, and their mother included, watched on as they battled. It almost seemed to drag on forever, but suddenly a roar broke through the crowd. Ares let his temper take control, and attacked Virgil. Amata followed suit, not about to sit at the sidelines if her brother was acting. She, Ares, and the king all began tearing at the outnumbered warrior. After he was beaten badly enough to prevent struggle, Amata and a few suboordinates took off, carrying him away from the tribe's territory. They unceremoniously dumped him a few miles off, in what seemed to them like a barren death-trap of a place. The last glimpse she got of the bruised and bloodied lion was him glaring up as she flew away, boundless hatred dancing in his eyes.
After the fight, her father changed. No longer would he allow those "fair" chances at challenging his position. Instead, he used his power to sic the tribe's strongest lions upon anyone who would oppose him. Amata hated this rule, and her father's paranoid rage was only broken at her mother's passing. At the loss of such a gentle queen, the entire tribe mourned, and the king, guilty of his more recent neglect of her, stepped down. Ares was the next in line for the throne, but he had no mate, and so he and Amata ruled as a sibling pair.
Up until recently, everything was going fine. However, after a bit of a row concerning extending the border into the west, thereby overlapping with another tribe, Amata abandoned her position. She left home to cool off, and is rather enjoying her time alone... It's a good thing that she didn't say that she was coming back.
Generation: First
Obtained: Infee Custom Slot
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