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 Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:12 am
 "I am the lie that you adore..."
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:14 am
Name: Anwar'Mazin Meaning: Bright'Storm clouds Mate: Zarha (beybanu), Star (banu) Pride: Ukuucha ' WafalmeRank: Pad Seer: No Fertile: Yes Personality: Quiet. Shy. Timid. Humble. Not really the traits one would look for in the son of a Vizier, even a fourth born. This might almost have been excusable, if he'd been gifted as a Seer like his mother and younger brother. But lacking this, he seems to be a bit of an oddity, so quiet and docile and submissive that perhaps he would have made a better daughter. It seems like he will never be able to gain the praise and approval he strives for from his father. But Anwar has a secret. Or rather, many many secrets, none of which are his really. Being quiet and still, he is almost too easily overlooked, and is rather good at discovering things he knows really shouldn't... and he loves it. Knowing... and knowing that they don't know he knows... it suddenly doesn't matter if he's not the biggest or the fastest or the fiercest. Because he knows.
One day he will either use his knowledge to influence and guide, or to manipulate and control. Not content with anything less than his father's approval, his movements within the pride will be subtle as he slowly strives to reach high enough to gain this acknowledgment in his own inconspicuous way...Theme Song - Don't Stop -- ?Colorist: Yuna Acquired SoA Personality/RP contestQuote:
It was dark in the den. Too cramped, in spite of the wide entrance and high ceiling. It wasn't as if there were too little space in the large den. But there are so many in it, their breathing and heartbeats and the soft twitches of their feet and tails... it's too loud. It's too noisy, and hot, and cramped, and small, and impossible to sleep even if he didn't have so very much to think about...
The cub squirmed, scratching an itch before wriggling over to lay sprawled out on his other side. Then he scooted backwards from the paw that was all but planted on his black muzzle. Brother, sister, 'aunt'... it wasn't helping. But he didn't want to wake up all the way, he was almost sleeping now, and if he got up to curl up again he might be more comfortable, but then he would also be more awake.
Think of something else, close his ears to the soft breaths and slight movements around him, and let his mind wander... oh it was no good. There was a rough patch or something under his shoulder now, he'd have to get up and move and try settling down all over again.
Glumly, the young cub yawned, stretching slightly, before he blinked his eyes blearily open. What was that? Anwar frowned slightly as he shifted to rise and curl up somewhere else. Some sort of light in the back of the den? But that was impossible...
The moment he met those glowing pink eyes with his own, Anwar froze. It seemed, in all his tossing and turning, that he'd woken his father! Immediately, the cub shut his own eyes tightly, going still and then limp, as though he'd finally dropped off to sleep.
His father. He'd woken his father.
He'd heard someone talking about him once. Or twice. Or, well, a couple times really. He probably shouldn't eavesdrop, he knew he could get into trouble for it. But... he liked to know things. Knowing things that other people didn't made him somehow more important. Even when he could see them shaking their heads at his strange timid silence, there was a kind of fiery feeling his his skin, the fierce and vivid knowing.
They, he wasn't sure who, had said his father was a cruel vizier. That is father was the Cruel Vizar. That he was sadistic. Anwar wasn't entirely sure what that word meant, but it hadn't seemed like a good thing at all. Something about it had made him nervous, it sounded like the sort of word that made people nervous, if it was mentioned in a hushed whisper about a cruel and powerful figure in their pride. If it was his father they spoke of. Even though they didn't know, they couldn't have guessed, that a son of the one they were talking about could hear them. Could hear them, and was listening. Intently. Longing to know, needing to know, and this time it wasn't just for the sake of the knowing. This time... in a way, it was almost personal.
This was his father after all.
Timidly, the light-maned cub cracked an eye to peer at the patch of darkness where he'd seen his father's eyes fixed on him. They were still there, the pale pink orbs almost seeming to glow in the faint light, as though his father knew, somehow, that Anwar knew. That he wanted to ask why the others had called him cruel, had said he was twisted. Wanted to ask what 'sadistic' meant, and was it really as bad a thing as it sounded?
But he couldn't ask. Not anyone. Because if he asked, he'd have to tell that he'd heard it from somewhere. And then they would know. Everyone would know. They would know that Anwar knew, and then his knowing wouldn't matter anymore. It would be, somehow, diminished in the sharing.
The shy little cub squeezed his eye shut again, fighting the urge to roll over and curl up into a ball so tight and squished and small that those eyes would never ever be able to pry his secret knowing from him. But he didn't move. Didn't dare. If he moved, then his father would know he was still awake. So Anwar lay still, breathing softly and keeping his eyes shut. Let them think he was weak and foolish. He knew their secrets. Someday, he would know them all...
...and then his father would finally be proud of his giftless gutless son.
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:18 am
The second son of Vizier Tariq’ra’d and banu Ukoo, he grew up craving his father’s approval and failing to stand out. He took to hoarding knowledge as his small size makes his mind his greatest strength. He befriended Pad Vu’s daughter Zarha, and by the time they were juves had determined that he needed her to be his partner forever because together they could accomplish anything. He also grew quite close to his brother Obi, having discovered that his younger sibling had visions he could make use of. Together they saw a star fall and Anwar vowed to bring it back to the pride when he left on his adol quest.
On his quest he stuck close to Obi, keeping an eye on his valuable sibling as they searched for the star. He had a fling with the demoness Rahen, and another with the motherly Rana, as an experiment in wooing, practice for when he would bring a chosen lioness back. Upon meeting Star and her strange family, he and Obi worked together to drive off a rogue lion and Anwar talked the young lioness into returning with them. He did not return right away, instead traveling with his brother until Obi had found a banu of his own as well, a leopardess he’d met once before and befriened. With Star, Mihika and her cubs, they returned to the U’W where Anwar took Zarha as his beybanu with her father’s blessing.
Shortly after returning he went back to the rogue lands to check on the lionesses he’d experimented with. He discovered Rahen and her pride, and took his second son and daughter home with him, as they were pale-furred slaves. He takes great smug pride in the fact that his firstborn son is going to be a demon assassin, for all the boy knows very little of his father. He did not find Rana at this time, but resolved to search later.
His banu Star gave birth to cubs not long after, and he keeps the secret of their belonging to his brother hidden from all but the two who were involved, claiming these cubs as his. Zarha’s cubs are another pride to him, and he is more than pleased to have little ones in his harem, though he considers acquiring another banu to help look after all of them… (This will be Rana, as she and her daughter will be returning with him soon)
His current plots involve spending time with ALL of his cubs, especially Bad and Mozi as they are seers. He does not need banu offers, and is not interested in flings currently. His avian familiar Kydrimm and Kydrimm’s son Kykor (owned by Fallen) will be helping him to keep an eye on all of his cubs, so he will be aware of what is going on with them.
Current Plots: Being a father, looking after his Banus, trying to advance his position in the pride. Future Plots: Collecting Rana as a Banu? Collecting a demoness after her exile? Desired Plots: No new plots
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:21 am
Role Plays
Looking for
Family RP
Pridal RP
Rogue RP
Possible god/goddess RP
Do not want
Death
Pride Offer
Mate Offer
Okay With
Fights
Serious Injury
Hopeful Pendings
Ongoing RPs
Tug of war, or just trying to help? Anwar x Mirima
Family? Friend? Foe? Anwar x Fa'tin
You seem...different? Anwar x Mi'rage Mehtab
Do you have a Secret? - Anwar x Harb
Storytime -the Coldest Day - open RP
There is a Cub Following Me Anwar x Nywele
Good Morning, Sunshine - Anwar x Na'ima
Powers of Observation Anwar x Zoey
Brother by Blood Alone - Anwar x Dahabu
Starcrossed Morning - Anwar x Njalo
Brains vs Brawn? - Taraxa, Gunnar, Anwar, Kydrimm
Speaking of Visions - Anwar x Mto
I am Not Left-Handed Either - Anwar, Kydrimm, Rhaen, cubs?
NOT a Pleasure to See YOU...Again... Anwar x Gintare
Anwar x Mozi
Father-Daughter Time - Anwar, Gil, Hala
Something the Matter? Anwar x Bad
Family and Fatherhood - Anwar, Kydrimm, Rana's cub/s
Completed RPs
Fact or Fiction - Anwar x Suha
Strange Dreams Anwar x Obadias
A Little Hunting - Anwar x PariEssi
Curious and Cunning Anwar x Zarha
Hunting Hares - Kisun x Anwar
You Know You Can Tell Me Anything... Anwar x Obadias
Brother Knows Best Anwar x Obadias
Adventuuuuuuuuuuuuuure!- Anwar x Zarha
Shadowed Musings - Anwar
What Was That? - Anwar x Mirsajadi
Hatching Plans - Kydrimm x Anwar
Rowdy, Rowdy, LOUD LOUD - Anwar x Kichaa
Say Hello to a New Beginning - Anwar x Zarha
Borderline -Anwar x Gintare
Under Cover of Darkness - Anwar x Rhaen
Only After Dark - Anwar x Rhaen
Darkest Before Dawn - Anwar x Rhaen
Slightly Scandalous - Anwar x Rana
Let's get fo- HOLYHELL THEY'RE INVADING - Anwar, Dysi, Jari, Keena, Kisun, Obadias, Sozin, Star
Deceptive Fairytales - Anwar and Star
Homecoming - Anwar x Zarha
Home for the Future - Anwar
So Strange... - Anwar
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:22 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:24 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:55 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:56 am
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Posted: Sat Jan 09, 2010 1:58 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:55 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 12:57 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 1:01 am
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Posted: Thu Jan 14, 2010 1:02 am
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