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 Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:00 pm
~:Reykuri:~
Name: Reykuri
Nick Name: Kuri
Name Pronounced: Ray-cur-ee
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Fayth's Chosen
Type: Pyre Child
Pride: Temple's Decorations
Rank: Princess
Location: In Temple's Decorations
Mate: N/A
Gender: Female
Stage: OMGADULT!! *DIES*
Acquired: The second breeding of Ballad and Whistle, done by Fanta
Note: OMG thank you so much Fanta! How HAWT is SHE?
Personality:
Appearance: Pale blue much like her elder sister Songstress, she is marked with the pale green of her mother's and Tess's Yevon symbols. Her two outer flakes are black tipped, mostly white with black spots at the base. Her center flakes are solid white with black dots. Her tailfeathers are all white, with black tips and black spots at the based. The pads of her paws are black. Her mane is black, her eyebrows are silver. Her eyes are a glowing teal in color!
Likes: Her Sisters, Casalure and Kelakohr (her good brothers!), A Challenge, Wandering, A good fight!
Dislikes: Her Dark Brother, Arrogance, Tainted Souls, Rage
Dreams: ?
Encounters:
As a Cub: Poinsettia, Stryker
As an Adult: Devon, Kishi Xenon, Ambar, Renira,
Friends:
As a Cub: Kumiko
As an Adult: Ambar,
Relations:
Father: Ballad
Mother: Whistle
Brothers: Casalure (1st litter), Aveshar and Kelakohr (2nd litter)
Sisters: Songstress and Pyredancer (1st litter), Sunisra (2nd litter)
Nieces/Nephews (K&S1): Kelasia, Deimos, Lonethiella
Impressions:
Whistle: An ever attentive mother, good hearted and devoted... Reykuri cherishes all the time she gets to spend with her family, and hunting trips with her mother and sisters are some of her best memories.
Ballad: Daddy! Ok.. So he's a LITTLE overprotective... Especially when it comes to his little girls getting hurt... Or heartbroken... Or finding a male... Because, well, they're his little girls.... Rey understands this.... And giggles about her father on occassion. What will he do when she finds a mate?
Songstress: Reykuri adores both of her elder sisters... In additiont to being the best singer ever, Tessa is soo lucky! She found the most wonderful, charming male ever! Here's hoping he's her happily ever after, Tessa deserves it!
PyreDancer: Another elegant elder sister, a graceful mover, a lovely lioness. She's surprisingly single, and always loving, kind.. Rey loves hunting with Dancer, feeling they have the most in common, as they are both single, and somewhat longing....
Casalure: The eldest brother... The protective, charming Storm's Singer. Cas doesn't see himself as anything of great worth.. He has no mate... And seems content to call the storms and protect his family... But Rey knows better... Beloved Brother...
Kelakohr: Kela is the next youngest, a step ahead of Rey and Suni. When they were all very young he tried to protect Rey and Suni from Aveshar, and was obviously relieved when his older brother left. Now a father, he is still very protective of his sisters. His cubs -especially Kelasia- seem to be his only joy. Why so sad brother? Won't you ever smile again?
Sunisra: What is an elder sister to do other than protect? Suni sees good in EVERYONE, and Rey means EVERYONE. If she had the chance, Suni would probably try to befriend her elder brother Aveshar, and wind up dead. And so Rey is Little Suni's keeper, making sure she stays safe. Its not all bad, the Fayth's Diamond is a pleasure to be around, most of the time. If only she wouldn't want to inspect every little thing!
Kumiko: This playful cub proves to be the first of Reykuri's actual friends. True she's had run-ins with other cubs and kits such as Poinsettia and Stryker, Kumiko is the first she's ever really played with and talked to for more than a few moments.
Wyver: Just Met!
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Where the Lady, Spends Her Time:
Reykuri and Devon Here
Reykuri and Kishi Xenon Here
Reykuri and Renira Here
Reykuri and Ambar Here
Reykuri and Tala Here
Reykuri and Cerberus Here
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:02 pm
~:Sunisra:~
Name: Sunisra
Nick Name: Suni
Name Pronounced: Sue-niece-ra
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Fayth's Diamond
Type: Pyre Child Anomaly
Pride: Temple's Decorations
Rank: Princess
Location: In Temple's Decorations
Mate: N/A
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult!
Acquired: Ballad and Whistle's 2nd breeding
Note: Done by Fanta. Suni was my idea, a white anomaly! For some reason she claimed none of her parent's color, and very few of their markings!
Personality:
Appearance: White coated, Suni has very few markings, which appear in her mother's green with her father's black glow. Her mane is black, as are most of her flakes, with the exception of the outer center flakes which are tipped in purple. The pads of her paws are black. Her outer tailfeathers are white with purple swirls. The center feather is mostly black, with a pale green tip, and a single white symbol in the black of the feather. Her eyes are the same beautiful blue-teal as her markings!
Likes: Making Friends, Wandering, Exploring
Dislikes: Bullies, Grumpy Lions
Dreams: ?
Encounters:
As a Cub: Poinsettia, Stryker
Friends:
As a Cub: ?
As an Adult: X, Mufasa
Relations:
Father: Ballad
Mother: Whistle
Brothers: Casalure (1st litter), Aveshar and Kelakohr (2nd litter)
Sisters: PyreDancer and Songstress (1st litter), Reykuri (2nd litter)
Impressions:
Whistle: Mother, the Indigo-coated beauty is one of Suni's heroes. Whistle is as good and true and noble as a lioness could ever be. Her youngest (and last) daughter idolizes her. Sunisra longs to hear all of her mother's tales of wandering, and see the worlds as she has. She wants to be just as good and brave as her beautiful mom!
Ballad: Papa! Ballad is always there with an interesting (or scary) bedtime story. He's protective and strong, and hates the idea that Suni has grown up to an adult. And he DEFINATELY doesn't want her talking to boys! It's silly, but she forgives him. That is what fathers do... And she is the youngest...
Reykuri: Elder sister, Sunisra's closest sibling out of all the rest. Reykuri has always had the heart of a warrior.. Even from birth she knew Aveshar's darkness, and fought to protect her younger sister from it. She is the next yongest (aside from Sunisra) and also fights with the boys mentality of being 'the baby'...
PyreDancer: PyreDancer is the oldest, and very wise in Sunisra's eyes. As a singer and dancer she is very skilled, and always a pleasure to watch or listen to.. She's wandered far and near, and always has a new tale to tell or song to sing. Lately her eyes get a little distant from time to time, as if she is remembering someone... But she doesn't talk about it, just gives a secret little smile when Sunisra asks. What does that mean?! gonk
Songstress: The next oldest girl, Casalure's baby sister... Sunisra looks up to Tessa as a singer and an elder sister. But worries because strong sunlight and heat make her unwell... When she gets a far-off look in her eye, it isn't hard to guess why! Songstress is happily mated to the handsome Angel Prince Halo. And if he's far away, he's in the foremost of her thoughts. Suni thinks they are soooo romantic!
Casalure: Cas is the eldest of the boys... Second in age only the PyreDancer. He's the one who has the most trouble with direct sunlight, it has the power to kill him. Lately he's been away, doing who knows what. He comes to visit, but never stays long. What is going on!?
Kelakohr: Kel is the youngest male, older than Rey and Suni. Despite being the youngest (boy), he is the first to have cubs, and currently the only one. What went on between himself and the female he won't really say... But he tends Deimos and Kelasia with a protective ferocity none would be wise to challenge. He's a typical older brother, always looking out for her and Reykuri.
Aveshar: Aveshar is the middle-male... And left the Pride as a cub. He never came back. He hates them all... Even as a baby, Sunisra could sense that. Hatehatehate... Rageragerage. She knows he wants to kill her... And hopes not to see him again. Why did he have to choose to be bad?
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Where the Lady Spends Her Time:
X and Sunisra
Mufasa and Sunisra
The Reason Fathers Worry With Merikh
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:06 pm
~:Alamika:~
Name: Alamika
Nick Name: Ala
Name Pronounced: Al-a-meek-ah
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: Lady of Macalania Woods
Type: Woods Guardian
Pride: N/A
Rank: N/A
Location: Wandering
Mate: None
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Recieved 3/10/07
Note: The Lovely Custom Done By Fanta!
Personality:
Appearance: The base color of her coat is a soft, deep blue... In the light it gleams a lighter shade... Her mane and tailfeathers are marked by the trees and crystals of her beloved forest. The same tone carries over her nose and mouth, and both eyes... Her right eye is a paler almost white-aqua color, compared to her left which is a deep blue. Soft, pale blue, cyan and white markings dance up her legs like fireflies and star-light trails... A silver chain about her neck supports a single crystal from the woods, reminding her of her home. Her flakes are nearly black tipped in the pale blue-white akin to the markings up her legs.
Familiar: There was a great arrival of familiars who sought out many of the wandering lionesses, and Ala was one of them. However Macalania's appearance was joyously recieved -albeit with tears- as the lioness greeted another lost creature of her homeland, a kindred soul.
Likes: Her home land Spira, Her family, Deep Woods, Music
Dislikes: Negative emotions, Seeing those she loves in Danger, Being away from her Woods
Dreams: ?
Friends: Fellow Guardians: Caladbolg, Arentia and Fayth
Foreign Guardians: Airithn and Adalia
Mortals: None
Eons: Bahamut
Relations:
Adopted Mother: Spira
Adopted Sisters: Arentia and Fayth, Whistle
Siblings (S&C1): Clasira, Adian Brotherhood, Riadir
Impressions:
Spira: Alamika considers this lioness a mother... Spira is kind and protective, bold and understanding... Ala looks up to her and is proud to be considered a daughter to this lovely World Guardian. Spira has a rough side just like the land she protects, but she never unleashes her temper on her family... And has never been anything but kind and understanding to those she watches over, protects, and teaches.
Caladbolg: Alamika met Caladbolg a few times, but never spent much time with him.. The Battle Guardian was rather reclusive (barring the company of his fellows), but when she met him... She could tell he was kindhearted... Caladbolg used to act gruff and distant, but Ala and her companions could see right through him, so he dropped the facade. She wonders where he is now???
Arentia: The bolder of the Farplane Twins, Arentia was probably the most constant of Alamika's companions... The Farplane's Messenger was commonly visiting different locations in the land of Spira, and she almost always stopped by the Macalania Woods to chat for a while.. Alluring and kindhearted, Arentia was the champion to lead the search for her missing friend.
Fayth: The quieter of the twins. Fayth was a less common visiter to the Woods, but a great friend. She was right by Arentia's side when the search for Alamika began, and fought through her weakness in the Pride Lands to search... Now that she has recovered her strength, Fayth stops to check on Alamika often, and always has a kind word and a smile for her 'sister'.
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Backstory:
Alamika, the Lady and Keeper of Macalania Woods, strode slowly among the trees that she so loved. Her odd eyes roamed from tree to tree, a small smile on her dainty mouth. They sang to her, the great trees of Macalania Woods. Indeed, the very earth sang to Alamika as she passed over it, her steps a thousand times more graceful than any dancer's. She loved this land, these woods, and it loved her in return. Meeting Alamika, how could anyone do otherwise?
Her every breath, step and heartbeat moved and contributed to the song that wove around her. The swaying trees whispered the melody, their branches sighing in strong echoes of the same notes, their roots buried into the ground that provided a sound much like drums, the wind like harp and flute notes. Pyreflies drifted lazily toward the canopy, weaving the most delicate of music into paths of light that reached from ground to high in the trees, where they curved out of sight. The Crystals that stood as high as her head also sang, trilling the highest, sweetest notes as their glows brightened. They sang to her. Everything sang to her.
Alamika swayed, her odd-colored eyes filled with tears. Tears of joy and awe, for her home never ceased to amaze her. Soft mist lived eternally in Macalania Woods, capturing the light of the crystals and releasing it in diamond drops of light. It shuddered and danced about the woods, spreading joy through all the inhabitants.
"How could I ever leave this wonderful place?" She murmured as the song of greeting and welcome soared to its most powerful notes, and then wound down.
As the song came to a close, and the normal song of life resumed, Alamika made her way through brush, trees and thicket to the edge of the lake. The water, catching the light of the crystals and the shadows of the trees, shivered as she stepped into the shallows. She watched the life of the woods as it spun about, writhing in the waters until it could right itself once more.
"How could I ever leave?" She murmured again, and walked on; paws sometimes brushing the crystal waters, sometimes whispering in the emerald grasses or through the rich earth.
And then the Lady of the Woods went missing....
The Lady's Wanderings:
Different Types of Guardians
I'm Lost, So Lost, Help me?
Guardians and Aeons
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:09 pm
~:Spira:~
Name: Spira
Nick Name: Ra (Caladbolg)
Name Pronounced: Spear-ah
Name Meaning: The name of the land she protects
Title: The Heart of A World
Type: World Guardian
Pride: N/A
Rank:?
Location: Wandering
Mate: N/A
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Custom, Recieved 4/05/07
Note: ZOMG EFFIN HAWT CUSTOM FROM ODET! <3
Personality:
Appearance: The base of her coat is swirling like the ocean, blue- green and dappled with light like the sun dancing on the waves. Her markings are all the islands and world of Spira, the Land she is the Guardian of. Her eyebrows, nose and eyes are all a bright gold. Her feathers and flakes are darker than her coat, the deep blue of deeper waters fading to the light of shallows. The faintest tips of her flakes are a green-gold. The tips of her mane are white like sea-foam. She bears no jewelry, but is every inch regal.
Likes: The Land She Protects, Those She Views as Family, Nights and Days and Inbetween Times
Dislikes: Trouble or harm comming to those she loves or protects, Sin, Losing her loved ones
Dreams: ?
Friends:
Fellow Guardians: Alamika, Arentia, Fayth, Others Who Are Still Lost
In the Pride Lands: Lulu, Wakka,
Relations:
Adopted Children (Guardians): Alamika, Arentia, Fayth
Mate: Caladbolg
Cubs (S&C1): Clasira, Adian Brotherhood, Riadir
Impressions:
Alamika: Oh Sweet Daughter of the Woods and My Heart, Where are you? You've Wandered So Far From Home, and We Need You!
Arentia: The Spirited One of the Farplane Twins, The Adventurer. Arentia is ready to do all she can to bring Alamika back to the woods she so loves. She won't let anything stop her, and can be almost rough at times, but has a good heart. She's not exactly glad to be here, but is always up for an adventure, and with her sister and friends by her side...
Fayth: Less than enthusiastic about leaving her home, Fayth will do all she can to return Alamika home as quickly as possible. She worries about the weakening of the Woods and the Farplane, she is a Guardian after all! Sometimes seeming rather timid, it is only because she does not yet know what to make of this world, and loves her home with all she is...
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Tales From a Guardian:
There's a certain peace in the lack of everything... The soft grey she was floating in was soothing... No worries... No cares... No one to mourn or protect or fear for... Spira wasn't sure how long she had been there before the pull started...
A need to leave this place... This world of soft grey clouds... They whispered over her coat, but it was no longer the soothing emptiness... Now there was something that tugged her away... Told her she should not stay here... This place was nothing... She was made for more than this...
So she turned her back on the world of soft grey clouds and paced toward a tiny spiderweb of light... Cracks in this wold of grey... They lead her somewhere new... To the place she needed...
"Awaken Spira, the World has need of you." The Fayth murmured, a sense of pride radiating from them as she blinked open golden eyes. She lifted her head, eyes bright with strength and liquid sunshine. A protective shadow stood near, but for the moment she could only look upon the Fayth. They had created her, and the Land she was to protect.
They had given her a reason to leave the world of grey...
"Greetings Fayth." She said softly, standing in a single, smooth moment. "I will Guard, as I must."
Something felt right about saying those words... Yes... This is what she was meant to do... To protect the world that shared her name...
The protective shadow near her took the form of a lion... A great blue male. At her words he rumbled in approval and stepped forward. Spira turned to look at him with the faintest of smiles. He was as blue as sea and sky, marked with gold and white... And she suddenly realised he too was a Guardian... The Ultimate Guardian, a King among Warriors...
"You are the Ultimate Weapon." She said softly, and he bowed.
"I am Caladbolg." He said in agreement.
"Caladbolg." She echoed, nodding faintly.
The Fayth too nodded, their approval plain. "World Guardian and Battle Guardian, it is you who are the keys... The main protectors of your world... The others will follow you, it is you who must lead."
"I will not fail them." Spira murmured, and Caladbolg echoed her pledge.
"I will not fail them." He rumbled.
"We will not fail them."
The Fayth nodded, they expecting nothing else.
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Spira roared in fury, swiping at the shadows.. The creatures that did not belong in her realm.. Fiends.. Waging war against her Guardians... Slaying the Warriors... She'd send them all to the Farplane to stand for the Twin's Justice!
Golden eyes as hard as gems looked down at the fiend as it faded. She swiped at the pyreflies with a paw, dispersing them, then paced into the battle once again. In the distance Caladbolg roared, tearing into another fiend. His warriors were a deadly force on the field, protecting her Guardians. Fiends fell and faded into pyreflies, and the Twin Guardians of the Farplane roared in victory. They were an impetuous pair, but their victory calls made the Battle Guardian roar in triumph, adding his voice to their's. Spira hunted for him as she fought, smiling when his silken mane and impressive figure appeared in a flash of pyreflies.... Another enemy gone then.
THERE!
Spira stood over the body of a fiend as it faded, roaring in triumph. Her bold eyes found him and she smiled, bowing her head slightly. He was at her side in a breath, grinning. She was braver than the Fayth gave her credit for, and a formidable force on the battlefield.
"Spira." He murmured, smiling as more of their warriors and Guardians ended the existance of fiends... They had won.
"You and your's serve me and mine well, Battle Guardian." She said softly, smiling. "I am ever grateful for your protection..."
"I serve." He said softly, and nosing her cheek briefly, he left. "Call Upon Us, Should You Have Need, Spira. We are never far away."
"Until next we meet, Caladbolg." She whispered, even as he and his warriors dissappeared. "There are many things I wish to tell you, I am sorry we can never speak of them, My Friend."
The Lady's Wanderings:
Different Types of Guardians
Guardians and Aeons Not Really Entered Yet...
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:11 pm
~:Arentia:~
Name: Arentia
Nick Name: Ren, Tia, Ti-Ti
Name Pronounced: Ah-ren-tia
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Farplane's Messenger
Type: Farplane Guardian
Pride: None
Rank: N/A
Location: Wandering the Pride Lands
Mate: None
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Special Custom Girly from Doodle!
Note: HOMFG Hawt Girly! Recieved 4/19/07!
Personality:
Appearance: Blue browed and nosed, this lovely lady is the Farplane's Messenger. Her eyes are a deeper blue, secretive and kind. The flowers of the Farplane show in her mane, her center tailfeather, and her center flakes. Her outer flakes and feathers are marked with the golden of the Farplane falls, which also mark her lower legs. She has a band of the dusky-grey falls just above the golden ones, which lead into the flower field that pattern her body. On her very upper back and tail you can see the distant Farplane Sea... Her face also reflects the golden falls. Throughout her lovely form is the swirling myst of the Farplane, making this lovely lioness as mysterious as her home.
Likes: Those she thinks of as her family, Fayth, Exploring, The Farplane
Dislikes: Those who harm her loved ones
Dreams: ?
Acquaintences: Cassanova, Aineluraine, Yurei
Friends:
Upon the Lands: Balthier
Relations:
Twin Sister: Fayth
Adopted Family: Alamika, Spira, Caladbolg, Clasira, Adian Brotherhood, Riadir
Impressions:
Fayth: Beloved Younger Sister, Fayth is the more timid of the two. She'd rather be pacing through the flowering fields in the Farplane, or swimming in the waters, than in the Pride Lands... It steals her strength to be here, for she's not meant to tread these grounds... But since a fellow Guardian, Alamika, one she looks on as a sister, is missing... Well, she'll spend every moment she can in the Pride Lands hunting down the ones responsible... Now that Alamika has been found, Fayth has taken to spending more time in the Farplane to regain her strength.
Spira: The Heart of the World, and Mother if Arentia ever had one. Spira was the first to notice Alamika had gone missing -as the World Guardian would- and visited those she viewed as daughters in their home... The Farplane and its Keepers welcomed Spira, and when they heard what had happened, they went to the woods and scoured every inch. No sign of Alamika, so they came to the Pride Lands, and after a long search Alamika was found! Spira intends to explore the Pride Lands, so who knows what is in store?
Alamika: Her missing lovely friend, Arentia was proud to lead the search for Alamika... Now that the lovely Guardian has been restored to freedom, Arentia is overjoyed. Since Alamika wants to explore the Pride Lands, Arentia has taken to escourting her dearest friend around. Alamika has an inquisitve nature that no one can hold down, and Arentia adores that about her.
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Backstory:
Upon a great cliff, Twin lionesses shifted from forepaw to forepaw, flicking their tails in agitated unison. A deep angry hum -just below hearing- accompanied the pressure of their paws as they struck the ground, the very swaying of their bodies. The whisper of their tail feathers through the air set a counterbeat. Each breath, movement and sigh contributed to the music that surged around them. The terrible, beautiful, lovingly raging music. The Keepers, Guardians, and very essence of the Farplane were in a fine rage.
Not even the ethereal beauty of their home could calm them.
Their movements were exact, precise, unfailing; even their breathing and blinking in unison. Standing on the great rock, just beyond the lush flowering fields, they overlooked the thundering falls and the flower field beyond. The bolder of the pair, Arentia, broke their pattern first. Something inside her siezed the music, directed it, and let it snap out into the air before them. There was a great ringing, one only the Guardains could feel, and then a great gate appeared. An arch of glowing light surrounding a slight wavering in the landscape.
Arentia took a step forward, huffing at the barrier they now faced and pinning her ears. Her blue eyes, as bright as the tail of a pyrefly that drifted in the Farplane, narrowed. She was haughty in her anger, bold and fearless.
"It is nothing." She scoffed.
Fayth, the quieter among them, shifted from paw to paw again. She sidled up next to her sister, her eyes the bold orange of the Farplane Falls, quite wide. She wasn't exactly happy with Arentia's plans, for she liked their home. She was a Farplane Guardian, and the idea of leaving it to tread the earth -even if it was in search of three of her dearest friends- pained her.
"Do not say that... This is our duty." Fayth murmured, always the more rational, the cooler head.
Arentia tensed, her muscles coiling as though she would leap through the barrier. "Our duty is to our friends now... What will we do if we lose Alamika? The woods will fail, and the Farplane will be much weaker. If we lose the living Songs and Dreams, the Farplane will grow weaker still... We will fade into nothing if we lose them."
"And what will happen to the Farplane if we leave it?" Fayth argued, a note of fear tainting the lovely music that was her voice. "What will happen?"
"Nothing." Arentia replied bluntly, with a shrug and a flick of her tail. "A brief visit to the world would not destroy what the Plane is, and as long as we are alive the Farplane will live. As long as we are well, it will hold... But our friends will need to return to their domains and ensure their survival before we can be sure of its beauty remaining."
A single tear slid down Fayth's cheek. The thought of her beautiful home melting away like the woods were doing, it nearly broke her heart. The woods... Just to think of them made her heart twist painfully, and tears further filled her lovely eyes. The woods, Alamika's Realm.
Once the pinnacle of beauty on earth, Macalnia Woods were legend for the feeling of peace they could offer- when not overrun by fiends. Dark trees, glowing crystals and pyrefly paths that lead high into the canopy, music that seemed to play on the very wind... It was the home of one of her very dear friends.
"Alamika." Fayth whispered, ducking her head in a slight bow. "Dearest Alamika."
Lost. The soul reason the woods were failing. Their Heart, was missing.
Arentia nodded, her eyes firm. "Alamika... The first among our friends we should find, if we could... Though, perhaps the others would help in the search..."
Arentia hesitated, her eyes suddenly hesitant. In truth, she did not know who they should find first. Nor did she know how they would be found. A chill of unease danced through her, and for a moment, a wash of despair tinged her soul.
"We could split up." Fayth offered, her careful words bringing her sister's attention back. "If we must go- and you are saying we must-, better we split up and have a chance of finding them all in a shorter time frame."
"Visits at dusk and dawn to the Plane could continue." Arentia said softly, more to soothe her sister than anything. Fayth was being so brave, so brave to offer to travel the land she feared alone. To search for those they feared were dead and trapped outside the Farplane's peaceful mists. "The ceremonies would take little time, and to walk between the Farplane and the world is one of our gifts..."
Fayth seemed slightly cheered. "Yes... It would not be so bad..."
"So then..." Arentia prodded, trying to remain calm. She was eager to go, knew the urgency of it all.
"Let us go." Fayth replied, nodding, and suddenly she seemed to have the heart to do what she knew she must. "Let us find them."
And together the drew a breath, stepping forward through the barrier of gently wavering light, onto the Path of Pyreflies, and then walked it down to the Pride Lands.
The Farplane Guardians had come to the Pride Lands.
The Lady's Wanderings:
Different Types of Guardians
Guardians and Aeons
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:28 pm
~:Fayth:~
Name: Fayth
Nick Name: Fay, Aytha
Name Pronounced: Fay-th, Faith
Name Meaning: ... The Fayth in Spira...
Title: The Farplane's Heart
Type: Farplane Guardian
Pride: N/A
Rank: N/A
Location: Wandering the Pride Lands!
Mate: None
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Special Custom Girly from Doodle!
Note: HOMFG Lovely Girl! Recieved 4/19/07!
Personality:
Appearance: Orange nosed and browed, Fayth's eyes are a bolder, deeper orange. Flakes, tailfeathers and mane are all sky blue and purple, marked with white. Her chest, face and forelegs are swirled with purple, blue and green of the Pyreflies tails. Her body is a reflection of the golden falls in the Farplane, Pyreflies dance against the falls light of her coat.
Likes: Her friends, Those She Views as Family, Home
Dislikes: Being in a place that frightens her
Dreams: ?
Acquaintences: Cassanova, Aineluraine, Puritas
Friends:
Upon The Lands: Balthier,
Relations:
Twin Sister: Arentia
Adopted Family (Fellow Guardians): Alamika, Spira, Caladbolg, Clasira, Adian Brotherhood, Riadir
Impressions:
Arentia: Ahhh, Fayth's Older sister... Arentia was always the bolder, brassier, braver of the pair. She'd challenge the world and everything in it with a smile and a saucy attitude... Fayth has always looked up to her for that. Arentia is the Farplane's Messenger, filling her time running between lands and the Farplane. She championed the search for Alamika, and has thrown everything she has into the hunt.
Spira: The adopted mother of the twins, and Alamika, and many other Guardians... She visited the Woods in to see Alamika and discovered the young Guardian was missing, and visited her eldest daughters to tell them of her worries. She's protective and intelligent, caring, and sometimes rough... She is everything that the land she protects is... And much more.
Alamika: The Guardian of Macalania Woods, once lost and now again found... Fayth has always looked up to the kind and courageous Alamika... Alamika and Fayth are both rather reclusive lionesses who preferred to remain in their homes, but will leave and explore for the sake of friends... When Alamika dissappeared Fayth was right beside Alamika to search for her... Now that Alamika is safe, Fayth has been persuaded to wander with the dark-coated Guardian.
Caladbolg: Fayth only met the Ultimate Battle Guardian a few times... But knows he's a kind, caring male behind his gruff, powerful shell.. Most of his rough demeanor is bluster, and once he realized that the younger Guardians didn't buy it, he gave up... Cool in a crisis, Caladbolg is undyingly loyal and a fierce friend... Fayth hasn't seen him in a while, but she wishes him only the best...
Adian Brotherhood, Clasira, Riadir: The three kits of Caladbolg and Spira... Fayth considers them nieces and nephews, of a kind... And keeps an eye on them, no matter where her paws take her.
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Backstory:
Upon a great cliff, Twin lionesses shifted from forepaw to forepaw, flicking their tails in agitated unison. A deep angry hum -just below hearing- accompanied the pressure of their paws as they struck the ground, the very swaying of their bodies. The whisper of their tail feathers through the air set a counterbeat. Each breath, movement and sigh contributed to the music that surged around them. The terrible, beautiful, lovingly raging music. The Keepers, Guardians, and very essence of the Farplane were in a fine rage.
Not even the ethereal beauty of their home could calm them.
Their movements were exact, precise, unfailing; even their breathing and blinking in unison. Standing on the great rock, just beyond the lush flowering fields, they overlooked the thundering falls and the flower field beyond. The bolder of the pair, Arentia, broke their pattern first. Something inside her siezed the music, directed it, and let it snap out into the air before them. There was a great ringing, one only the Guardains could feel, and then a great gate appeared. An arch of glowing light surrounding a slight wavering in the landscape.
Arentia took a step forward, huffing at the barrier they now faced and pinning her ears. Her blue eyes, as bright as the tail of a pyrefly that drifted in the Farplane, narrowed. She was haughty in her anger, bold and fearless.
"It is nothing." She scoffed.
Fayth, the quieter among them, shifted from paw to paw again. She sidled up next to her sister, her eyes the bold orange of the Farplane Falls, quite wide. She wasn't exactly happy with Arentia's plans, for she liked their home. She was a Farplane Guardian, and the idea of leaving it to tread the earth -even if it was in search of three of her dearest friends- pained her.
"Do not say that... This is our duty." Fayth murmured, always the more rational, the cooler head.
Arentia tensed, her muscles coiling as though she would leap through the barrier. "Our duty is to our friends now... What will we do if we lose Alamika? The woods will fail, and the Farplane will be much weaker. If we lose the living Songs and Dreams, the Farplane will grow weaker still... We will fade into nothing if we lose them."
"And what will happen to the Farplane if we leave it?" Fayth argued, a note of fear tainting the lovely music that was her voice. "What will happen?"
"Nothing." Arentia replied bluntly, with a shrug and a flick of her tail. "A brief visit to the world would not destroy what the Plane is, and as long as we are alive the Farplane will live. As long as we are well, it will hold... But our friends will need to return to their domains and ensure their survival before we can be sure of its beauty remaining."
A single tear slid down Fayth's cheek. The thought of her beautiful home melting away like the woods were doing, it nearly broke her heart. The woods... Just to think of them made her heart twist painfully, and tears further filled her lovely eyes. The woods, Alamika's Realm.
Once the pinnacle of beauty on earth, Macalnia Woods were legend for the feeling of peace they could offer- when not overrun by fiends. Dark trees, glowing crystals and pyrefly paths that lead high into the canopy, music that seemed to play on the very wind... It was the home of one of her very dear friends.
"Alamika." Fayth whispered, ducking her head in a slight bow. "Dearest Alamika."
Lost. The soul reason the woods were failing. Their Heart, was missing.
Arentia nodded, her eyes firm. "Alamika... The first among our friends we should find, if we could... Though, perhaps the others would help in the search..."
Arentia hesitated, her eyes suddenly hesitant. In truth, she did not know who they should find first. Nor did she know how they would be found. A chill of unease danced through her, and for a moment, a wash of despair tinged her soul.
"We could split up." Fayth offered, her careful words bringing her sister's attention back. "If we must go- and you are saying we must-, better we split up and have a chance of finding them all in a shorter time frame."
"Visits at dusk and dawn to the Plane could continue." Arentia said softly, more to soothe her sister than anything. Fayth was being so brave, so brave to offer to travel the land she feared alone. To search for those they feared were dead and trapped outside the Farplane's peaceful mists. "The ceremonies would take little time, and to walk between the Farplane and the world is one of our gifts..."
Fayth seemed slightly cheered. "Yes... It would not be so bad..."
"So then..." Arentia prodded, trying to remain calm. She was eager to go, knew the urgency of it all.
"Let us go." Fayth replied, nodding, and suddenly she seemed to have the heart to do what she knew she must. "Let us find them."
And together the drew a breath, stepping forward through the barrier of gently wavering light, onto the Path of Pyreflies, and then walked it down to the Pride Lands.
The Farplane Guardians had come to Pride Lands.
The Lady's Wanderings:
Different Types of Guardians
Guardians and Aeons
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:34 pm
~:Caladbolg:~
Name: Caladbolg
Nick Name: Cal
Name Pronounced: Ca-lad-bolg
Name Meaning: The Name of the Ultimate Weapon in FinalFantasy X &X2
Title: The Ultimate Battle Guardian
Type: Sword Cosplay, Battle Guardian
Pride: N/A
Rank: N/A
Location: Roaming
Mate: Spira
Gender: Male
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Custom from Odet Recieved 5/23/07!
Note: A handsome lad from Odet! The Ultimate Battle Guardian! Based on Tidus's Ultimate Weapon!
Personality:
Appearance: The majority of this handsome male is a deep blue. The tips of his paws are a softer blue with lines of white like sun on steel. The same soft blue flashes in his frothy mane and down the center of his back, as well as on his tailfeathers. On his center tailfeather the white outline of a sword is marked... Up his tail are the markings of the golden hilt, the teal wrap of the hilt, and the gold on the pommel and down the blade marks the base of his tail and up his back. A sleek white line marks his back like the edges of the sword's blade. His mane is also the deep blue of his coat, glinting with the paler blue. A gold cuff earring hangs from his left ear, supporting the golden sword earring. White lines mark his face, and a golden adornment much like the one on the Legendary Blade marks the center of his forehead. His flakes are a very pale blue, tipped in a dark blue. His nose is a dark blue that is nearly black. His eyes are a pale blue!
Likes: His Homeland, Fighting, Spending time with the other Guardians
Dislikes: Fiends, Wasted Life, Being away from those he Protects
Dreams: ?
Associations: Haldeis, Kasumi
Friends:
Fellow Guardians: Spira, Alamika, Arentia, Fayth
Relations:
Mate: Spira
Cubs (C&S1): Clasira, Adian Brotherhood, Riadir
Impressions:
Spira: The Lovely, Protective and Enticing World Guardian... Spira is the leader of the females much like Caladbolg is the 'Leader' of the males... The strongest... She is like the land she represents, loving and cruel... Gentle and harsh... She protects, defends, and tests all within her world... And Caladbolg adores her for it. Few have the courage to be as they truly are, it has never been a problem for Spira. Now his pledged mate, Spira is the mother of his three cubs. Surely there is no greater joy than this?
Alamika: Spira's adopted daughter, a Guardian as well. She is the Keeper and Protector of the Macalania Woods. Her dissappearance was heralded by her mother and sisters, who left their homes in search of her. If their search was successful, Caladbolg has not heard.. He worries for the loss of the lioness, and the danger her family faces while they hunt for her. He only saw her a few times, but Caladbolg knows Alamika to be a cool, caring lioness who never loses her head or her temper.
Arentia: The elder of the Farplane Guardians, another of the lionesses Spira calls 'Daughter'. Arentia is bold, brassy and brave, and has no trouble leaving her home in search of adventure. Caladbolg knows less of Arentia and Fayth than of Alamika, for the Farplane Guardians are considerable more elusive. However, he did develop a certain fondness for the Twins, and hopes they are well.
Fayth: The younger of the Farplane Guardians, and one of Spira's adopted daughters. Fayth is the counternote to Arentia's bold tune, she is gentle and shy... Sweet and soft-spoken. Fayth would rather be in the Farplane then traveling, for that is her sister's calling... Fayth's heart lies in her home, but that won't stop her from leaving it, should someone need her... Upon Alamika's dissappearance, Fayth rushed to search for her... Caladbolg hopes the search was successful, and that he will get to see them all again soon.
Adian "Brotherhood": Adian, his first and eldest child. Adian bears a striking resemblance to one of the warriors Caladbolg lost in defending the land of Spira and all her Guardians. In honor of this, Adian's name is also "Brotherhood", for the bond Caladbolg had with the fallen male.
Clasira: Clasira is most like her mother, with the same markings of Spira in white-cloudlike patterns. She is the baby of the litter, and a little tempermental at times. Like the storms and seas that rock against Spira's shore and rumble over the land, she can be tranquil one moment and raging the next. Careful around this little lady, she has a tendency to call storms when upset.
Riadir: The middle child of Spira and Caladbolg's first litter. If one thought that Adian's resemblance to a long-lost blade and knowledge of battle were surprising, they've not met Riadir! Marked like his mother with the land of Spira, Riadir's markings are little more than lightning outlines of the islands and continent. But in those markings is a clear warning. Riadir can control lightning, so watch how much you test him!
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Tales From a Guardian: Caladbolg's Backstory
"Yes... Yes... It is done... You are done... You are Caladbolg." The Fayth chorused, their ethereal emptiness making him flinch with cold. He was young, newly made... Newly forged into steal and flesh, the land of light he was birthed in was strange. This was not his home, he knew that much as he considered the beings around him. The Fayth.
He was Caladbolg.
He stood and shook out his mane, eyes glinting with intelligence. His earring glinted bright gold, matching the gold down his back and tail. Blue fur smoothed over powerful muscles and deadly claws unsheathed and resheathed... He was ready to fight.
"You are the Ultimate Weapon." One proclaimed, and a sense of agreement surrounded him. They all had decided that... "You are Caladbolg, the Ultimate Weapon, and more..."
The sword laying at his paws glowed fiercely each time they said his name, its name too then... Caladbolg was a Weapon, and a lion? He eyed his great paws, then considered them again, a question plain in his eyes. What am I?
"Caladbolg." They said again, their confusion plain. What more was there? "The Ultimate Weapon, the Ultimate Guardian of Battle... It is you who will lead, who will fight, who will protect. Your purpose is known, we have made you what you are, to serve as you will."
Lead who? Fight who? Protect who? The male wondered as he straightened with each phrase, strength filling him as they told him his purpose.
"Lead them." The Fayth murmured, and suddenly there were warriors all around him. Warriors like him... With blades shining before them and a sense of strength flowing from them. They bowed their heads as one, accepting his leadership.
"Fight them." The Fayth continued, and suddenly the warriors were gone... Darkness surrounded him... Darkness in shapes, animals, or near enough... With eyes like coals, empty of any comfort or warmth. He pinned his ears and snarled, baring great white teeth.
"Protect..." And here the Fayth paused, looking at each other and then back at the Newly Created Battle Guardian as the darkness dissappeared. "Protect... Protect, Her..."
Her? Caladbolg echoed, and turned slowly, considering a gossamer bubble as it formed beside him. The bubble swelled and grew, until it was nearly as large as he and revealed a sleeping lioness at its heart. A bluegreen female marked with such interesting patterns... Patterns that echoed land masses... She was beautiful... She was....
"Spira." The Fayth said softly, almost affectionate as they looked upon her. "The Guardian of our World... She is your's to protect, Caladbolg... Do not fail her... Do not fail us."
Her life is more important than anything... He rumbled, carefully touching the bubble with a massive forepaw. Anything...
"Serve us well, Protect Her."
Serve. Protect.
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Caladbolg roared, tasting victory as he tore into another fiend... All around him warriors fought, and won... Fiends fell and faded into pyreflies, and the Twin Guardians of the Farplane roared in victory. They were an impetuous pair, but their victory calls made the Battle Guardian roar in triumph, adding his voice to their's.
Turning back to the field, he searched for that familiar figure... The one he was sworn to protect with every breath in him... To fight for with all his strength. It was a task he devoted himself to with a will.
THERE!
Spira stood over the body of a fiend as it faded, roaring in triumph. Her bold eyes found him and she smiled, bowing her head slightly. He was at her side in a breath, grinning. She was braver than the Fayth gave her credit for, and a formidable force on the battlefield.
"Spira." He murmured, smiling as more of their warriors and Guardians ended the existance of fiends... They had won.
"You and your's serve me and mine well, Battle Guardian." Spira said softly, smiling. "I am ever grateful for your protection..."
"I serve." He said softly, and nosing her cheek briefly, he left. "Call Upon Us, Should You Have Need, Spira. We are never far away."
"Until next we meet, Caladbolg." She whispered, even as he and his warriors dissappeared. "There are many things I wish to tell you, I am sorry we can never speak of them, My Friend."
Where the Lord Spends His Time:
Needs RPs!
Guardians and Aeons: Not really Entered yet.. >.>;;
Warriors and Weather Kizrain, Adian, Caladbolg, Riadir and Nikalo
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:38 pm
~:Kalliska:~
Name: Kalliska
Nick Name: Kalli, Lissa (Sitian and Saya)
Name Pronounced: Ka-lis-ka
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Black Jewel of Shadows
Type: Bejeweled Shadow
Pride: Scarlet Shadows
Rank: Princess
Location: In her Father's Pride
Mate: ?
Gender: Female
Stage: Holy Hawt Adult!
Acquired: Bribe Breeding Areli/Jayvyn/Rellick
Note: Aww Cubbie Done By Tolli!
Personality:
Appearance: Mostly black, Kalliska is Rellick's youngest daughter. Her forelegs are marked with amethyst socks, spotted with red. Red circles also mark her tail. The pads of her paws, inside of her ears, eyebrows, and the leaf-curl marking on her cheek are also red, as is her mane. Her outer flakes and feathers are a dusky purple, while the center flakes and feathers are yellow. A red marking like a palm frond down her back reflects her mother's golden one! Her eyes are a soft lilac color!
Likes: Exploring, Wandering
Dislikes: Loud, Obnoxious Lions, Bullies, Lions who can do things better than she can
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As a Cub: Dotty, Somnus
As an Adult: Koritana, SunRiseHope, Natalia, Adieu
Relations:
Grand Parents (R): Ellidanio and Rackna
Grand Parents (J): Kichea and Akintunde
Great Aunt and Great Uncle (R): Solio & GoldFeather
Great-Cousins (S&G): Sky Dance, Sun Star, Rain Warrior
Uncles/Aunt (E&R1): Brazen, Jem, Jadera
Uncle/Aunt (E&R2) biggrin eka and Aritania
Fathers: Rellick and Jayvyn
Mother: Areli
Siblings: Llail, Anagari
Half Siblings (A): Naharia and Miurne
Siblings (R&J&T): Nitarin, Asakori and Fatale
Nieces/Nephews (N&I): Cavalia, Nasiri, Vasire
Nieces/Nephews (N&R): Nadasaya, Sitian, Adelio
Impressions:
Rellick: The Red King, Ruler of Scarlet Shadows. Rellick pushes on through almost any obstacle, not letting heartbreak keep him from protecting his family. He loved Jay with all he was... And no one really knows where the dark male is now...
Jayvyn: The deep shadow, the one she takes after the most... Well, at least in appearances... Jay came to Scarlet Shadows to learn how to behave, and instead wound up with love and a family... Where he is now is anyone's guess....
Areli: The parent she's had the least interaction with, Areli was at one point the huntress for the Pride... She also was Queen for a time, but Rellick loathed living a lie... And various ordeals occurred... Her current location is unknown...
Naharia: Naha is a most beloved elder sister, who at one point lost her heart to a Rogue male and had three cubs by him. Obviously he didn't stick around, so the babies were adopted by Scarlet Shadows. As favorite aunt, Kalliska gets to babysit whenever Naha needs to hunt, or simply walk... Always graceful and kind, Naha loves her children fiercely, but appreaciates the help.
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Where the Lady Spends Her Time:
Kalliska and Somnus: Here
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:42 pm
~:Nadasaya:~
Name: Nadasaya
Nick Name: Saya
Name Pronounced: Na-da-sigh-a
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Rogue SeaGem
Type: Rogue Jewel
Pride: Scarlet Shadows
Rank: Princess
Location: Scarlet Shadows
Mate:?
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Bribe Breeding by Alex between Naharia and a Rogue!
Note: Done for Naha's birthday!
Personality:
Appearance: A slightly darker green than her mother makes up much of Saya's coloring. Her forepaws and mask are black, tributes to her rogue sire. She has three yellow dots on her left ear, a yellow nose, and yellow pads on her paws. Her hair is a light blue-green, the same color as the leaf marking on her cheek, and her center flakes and outer tailfeathers and her eyebrows. Yellow marks her outer flakes and center feather. Her eyes are bright gold in color!
Likes: Playing By the Rules, Learning New Things, Making Friends
Dislikes: Getting In Trouble, Being Where she's Not Suppossed To
Dreams: Of being a strong, compassionate leader and mother
Friends:
As a Cub: ?
As an Adult: ?
Relations:
Father: Unknown
Mother: Naharia
Aunts/Uncles: Nitarin, Asakori, Fatale, Kalliska, Llail, Anagari
Great Aunts/Uncles: Brazen, Jadera, Jem, Aritania, Deka
Grand Father: Rellick
Grand Mother: Amaree
Great Grand Parents (Rell): Ellidanio and Rackna
Impressions:
Naharia: Mommy!
Kalliska: Aunty Lissa!
Sitian: Sister...
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Tales From a Cub:
When Cubs Go Wandering
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:45 pm
~:Sitian:~
Name: Sitian
Nick Name: Si-si (Saya), Tia
Name Pronounced: Sih-ti-an
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Red Rogue Princess
Type: Rogue Jewel
Pride: Scarlet Shadows
Rank: Princess
Location: Scarlet Shadows
Mate:?
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Bribe Breeding By Alex Between Naharia and a Rogue!
Note: Done for Naharia's Birthday Event!
Personality:
Appearance: Basically red coated, there's a chance Sitian is a miniature of her father, at least in color and temperment! White dots trace along both of her ears... And a combination leaf-dot pattern traces over her left cheek in white and black. Her nose is white, her hair black. White black and white dot markings trace around her right paw in a sort of bracelet. Green pads mark her paws. Her flakes are all soft white, her outer tailfeathers the same, and center tail feather green... Her eyes are green in color!
Likes: Being the Boldest, Bravest, Sassiest cub around
Dislikes: Being told what to and what not to do
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As a Cub: ?
As an Adult: ?
Relations:
Mother: Naharia
Father: Rogue
Siblings (N&R1): Nadasaya and Adelio
Grandfather (N): Rellick
Grandmother (N): Amaree
Grandparents (R): Unknown
GreatGrandParents (R): Ellidanio and Rackna
Impressions:
Naharia: Mommy!
Nadasaya: Little Sister! Always in need of protecting.. But Sitian doesn't mind.
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Tales From a Cub:
When Cubs Go Wandering
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:47 pm
~:Triana:~
Name: Triana
Nick Name: Tria
Name Pronounced: Tree-ah-nah
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Watermelon Rose
Type: Floral
Pride: ?
Rank: ?
Location: With her mother and Brothers
Mate: N/A
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult! Whee!
Acquired: A Gift from Silver and DarkMyst
Note: The child of Thorn and Karver, a gift from Silver and Dark Myst.
Personality:
Appearance: Most of Tria's body is a bright green, but her belly is a rosey color. Her toes are very pale yellow (on all four feet) and the pads of her feet are green. Her left hind leg is marked with a rose vine. The inside of her ears are blue. Her flakes are a pale, yellow with red tips. Her outer tailfeathers are red and the center is green. She has a read stripe on each cheek. Her mane is red with vanilla-pale tips. She has leaf like markings on her left front leg. Her eyes are a lovely gold in color!
Likes: ?
Dislikes: ?
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As a Cub: ?
As an Adult: Rakansii,
Relations:
Father: Karver
Mother: Thorn
Siblings (K1): Kamau,
Siblings (K&T1): Kacen, Kaiden
Impressions:
Karver: Daddy!
Thorn: Mom!
Kacen: Eck.. A brother... Kacen is sweet and hyper, and downright handsome, even to a little sister... Big brother always knows best! And he is definately big. Darn her being short...
Kaiden: Eck... Another brother! Awww really now! Would a sister be too much to ask for? Kaiden is cool, and though she won't admit it, Tria looks up to him. In more ways then one. XP! Why do they have to be taller!
Rakansii: Z! Rakansii and Triana are very good friends. Both up for an easy-paced ramble through the Pride Lands, or a race, or a swim, or just a wrestling match.
Tengai:
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Where the Wanderer Spends Her Time:
Here In The Shade With Tengai
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:51 pm
~:Legadema:~
Name: Legadema
Nick Name: Dema
Name Pronounced: Leh-gah-de-mah
Name Meaning: Light From the Sky (Setswana)
Title: The Orange Star
Type: WaterStar?
Pride:?
Rank:?
Location: StarShadowFalls
Mate:?
Gender: Female
Stage: WowAdult!
Acquired: Breeding of Dakoia and her mate Camia
Note: ZOMG! Yay for Silver getting a breeding with Tolli!
Personality:
Appearance: Her overall coat is a light yellow, marked with orange on her face, ears, back, and tail. Purple and blue stars trail up her legs, much like her mother. Her hair is purple. Her eyebrows and nose are orange. Her outer flakes are orange, her center flakes are purple fading to blue. The pads of her paws are purple.. Her outer tailfeathers are purple. Her center feather is orange and blue.. Her eyes are a soft blue in color!
Likes: ?
Dislikes: ?
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As a Cub: ?
As an Adult: ?
Relations:
Father: Camia
Mother: Dakoia
Brother: Tantalos
Impressions:
Tox: Just Met!
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Where the Lady Spends Her Time:
Blazing Toxin With Tox
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:52 pm
~:Rakansii:~
Name: Rakansii
Nick Name: Zii
Name Pronounced: Rah-kahn-z
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The Dark Rainbow
Type: Rainbow Prince
Pride: ?
Rank: Prince
Location: With his Family
Mate: ?
Gender: Male
Stage: Adult! OMGOMGOMG!
Acquired: Breeding Between Inishiro and Rakastaa
Note: Breeding Done by Odet. OMG HOW HANDSOME IS HE?
Personality:
Appearance: Not like either of his parents, that's for sure! Black coated, Rakansii is marked with rainbows up his forelegs and tail, as well as over his left ear, and on the left side of his head. His mane looks like it too will be rainbowed, when it grows in. A red-edged yellow star is marked over his left eye. His brows are blue like his nose, flakes, his outer tailfeathers, and the pads of his paws. His center tailfeather is rainbow-marked. His eyes are a deep blue in color!
Familiar: Kansarii hmm? Well, a sweet enough companion.. The coloring is unmistakeable... A familiar, hmm? We'll see about that...
Likes: Darkness, Rainbows, Rain, Caves, Wandering, Sunbathing
Dislikes: ?
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As a Cub: Cyanide
As an Adult: Sanchia Netana
Relations:
Father: Inishiro
Mother: Rakastaa
Siblings (I&R1): Blain
Impressions:
Kallivenion, Ferrian, Inishiro: Father! Inishio, Ferrian and Kallivenion are the leading influences in Rakansii's life. They're his instructors, friends and fellow pride-mates. Always ready to hunt or play games, even as he works his way through his gangly teen years and to adulthood.
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Where the Rainbow Wanders:
With Sanchia Bows and Rainbows Galore
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:54 pm
~:Lisia de Fleur:~
Name: Lisia De Fleur
Nick Name: Lis
Name Pronounced:
Name Meaning: 'The fleur-de-lis (or fleur-de-lys; plural: fleurs-de-lis) is a stylised design of an iris flower which is used both decoratively and symbolically. It may be purely ornamental or it may be "at one and the same time political, dynastic, artistic, emblematic and symbolic", especially in heraldry; A stylized three-petaled iris flower, used as a decorative emblem.'
Title: Royalty's Design
Type:
Pride:?
Rank: Princess
Location: Wandering
Mate:?
Gender: Female
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Custom Done By Odet Amo.
Note: Happy Bday to me! How beautiful is Lisia?
Personality:
Appearance: Against her twin's burgundy coloring, Lisia is the deep blue of a sweet night sky. Her markings are gold with pink edging. About her neck and foreleg are golden chains with the Fleur De Lys crest. Her legs are black fading into the blue of her body. On her forepaw are two golden markings like rings on her fourth and second toe. On both ears are golden markings like earrings. Her mane is black, streaked with blue and tipped in gold. Her flakes and feathers are gold, black and blue... Marked with fleur de lys on gold and blue, and waving lines on the black.
Familiar: Amrion.. So named for the warrior who once bore her mark on his cheek like this little mouse. A memory of home...
Likes: Her sister, Her home, Her Warriors
Dislikes: Feeling Lost, Trapped, and Alone
Dreams: ?
Friends:
As an Adult: ?
Relations:
Sister: Fleur De Lys
Impressions:
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Backstory:
Looking back, the better part of her life had been pure perfection. She was one of two Princesses, twin sisters. They had a group of guards who defended their lives, their hearts, and shared all they dared offer. Such joy as she would never know again had been her's, and she had never lived to the full potential of such a life. Her chance was gone.
The clash of battle turned her thoughts from the past, and to the situation raging around her.
Lisia De Fluer -who always went by "Lis" if she could help it- cast a fearful look at her twin, wishing desperately she had Fleur's unparalleled brassy spirit. Lis was far shyer than her sibling, and was quite scared as she watched her favorite warriors leap forward to fight the attackers. Fleur stood at her side, fairly shuddering with the need to spring forward and fight.
However, the males would not allow that. Not yet. Not until there seemed to be no choice. They would rather die protecting their Princesses, than have the females injured trying to protect their warriors.
It was sweet, in an irritating and heart-rending kind of way.
"Amrion!" Lisia screamed as a large male took down her favorite warrior. She longed to surge forward, and found she had indeed taken a step forward before Fleur shoved her back.
"No, Sister." Fleur murmured, eyes haunted. "Not until there is no other hope."
"There is no other hope!" Lisia spat. "And I would rather join the fight while we still have warriors to save."
Amrion was on his paws, having slain the intruder. He backed into the tight circle formed by the males who protected the royalty at its center, nodding as they closed ranks and filled the hole left by his temporary absense. He turned and nosed Fleur out of the way, chuffing against Lisia's cheek when she buried her face in his mane and cried.
"Be still my Princess." He said softly, heart heavy. "You both must go... You know of the narrow pass through these rocks... It leads to the sea...
Lisia lunged for Fleur as she feel from the cliff, wishing she could tear apart the male that had pushed her beloved twin into empty air. She was too short, and the ground beneath her gave way, dumping her into the angry roil of the seas. She did not know where she was, where her sister was... Or if she would survive.
Striding into this new land, Lisia felt an odd detachment to the world around her. She could only feel one thing... A soft tugging in her heart, a slight pull that spoke to her. 'This way.' It said. 'Keep comming this way...'
And so she paced on, hunting when she could, drinking and washing the salt from her silk coat. Her jewelry gleamed brightly against her fur, memoirs of her life, her home... Her sister. Fleur-De-Lys. They had not seen each other since that final night in their homeland. She had no idea if her sister had survived... Had no idea if any of their males lived...
But Fleur had to be alive. She would know if her twin was dead. Would just know.
And so Royalty's Design roamed the foreign land she had washed up on the beaches of. Searching, ever searching, for the only thing that kept her going. Her sister.... Fleur was alive, and Lis would find the burgundy-coated Princess if it took her the rest of her life.
Amrion and the rest were as yet, lost... Fleur would know what to do.
Where the Lady Spends Her Time:
Lisia, Fleur and Asiam: Foreign Flames
Lisia and Ravenclaw: [urlhttp://www.gaiaonline.com/guilds/viewtopic.php?t=18076203] A Royal House
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Posted: Sun Mar 16, 2008 3:58 pm
~:Incorrin:~
Name: Incorrin
Nick Name: Inc
Name Prounounced: In-core-in
Name Meaning: N/A
Title: The King of Broken Dreams
Type: Fallen Angel
Pride:?
Rank: King
Location: With his Brother
Mate Prospect: Hera
Gender: Male
Stage: Adult
Acquired: Custom By Odet!
Note: YAY! Another of the Triplets have arrived!
Personality:
Appearance: Midnight blue coated, Incorrin is marked with black wings and crown, surrounded by a crimson haze. His mane is silver, streaked with black and blue. His eyebrows and nose are silver... Eyes are a blank, glowing white, giving him the appearance of being blind... His outer flakes and feathers are silver, the center black. Silver swirls dance over the black feathers and flakes, and black over the silver.
Likes: ?
Dislikes: Unnecessary Cruelty, Suffering and Pain.
Dreams: Of A World of Color...
Things of Note: Though Incorrin appears to be blind, he can see, simply not in color. While in Heaven with Talcorin, Inc was able to see in a perfectly 'normal' fashion.. Once Tal was banished -as Inc's only family and friend- all color slowly bled away. The citizens of heaven were simply shades of black, gray and white. Upon banishment, Inc came to walk the world, still in a haze of greys. Now and then Tal's presence works... But he is not the only source of color in Incorrin's world...
Friends:
As an Adult: Illitashia, Lakona & Hinhallow, Hera,
Relations:
Brothers: Talcorin and Ancorath (Not Yet Fallen)
Impressions:
Talcorin: The middle brother of the triplets, the Dream King, and the first of the Fallen. Talcorin cast aside all responsibility to the Angels in favor of those he governed through dreams, and the lovely Illitashia in particular. Incorrin followed Talcorin and his honorable self rather than remain amongst the Shining Ones, and so here they are on the lands.
Ancorath: The Third and Youngest Brother. Currently raging inside the Celestial Prison beyond the gates of Heaven. Guardian of Nightmares.
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Backstory: Nothing to see, Here in the Wasteland....
Court of Shadows- Wasteland of Dreams
Enthroned upon dark stone, The Lord of Broken Dreams, the King who Wears a Broken Crown, overlooked his subjects. Shades upon shades of shadows, every broken heart, destroyed wish, murdered dream was his to tend. To govern. A task not for the bleeding heart. It seemed ages ago that he had stopped feeling anything -except pity at their fragility- at the sight of his subjects.
But one took the Role he was given. His younger brother was the Keeper of Dreams. Heavily policed far more than Incorrin himself, Talcorin was constantly under scrutiny of his fellow angels. There was always someone itching to get his paws in the role of Dream King, rightful place or not.
Not many wanted to be the King of Broken Dreams. None at all, in fact, that he could think of. Incorrin did, if only to save the shadows of the hearts below anymore pain. He wanted them to fade back into the silence of the DreamWorld, the night wind that swept through it, rather than lurking in the forever dreary Wasteland. The DreamWorld was more peaceful, more gentle. In the Wasteland, all gentler emotions were dust.
The Wasteland itself was not far from the DreamLand, a great deal of it forming along the border of that Twilight Realm.
Here it did not matter that his world reduced to shades of grey. There was little color in the Wasteland for him to miss. Still, the loss of his brother pulled at his heart, making him cast his eyes down to the Lands each day. Talcorin thrived.. He had a mate.. He had a family.. He laughed and smiled as he had not since Ancorath had been imprisoned.
At least one of them was happy...
And all the while, Incorrin's world was shades of grey...
Arrival In the Lands:
And so, here he was at last... Not that it was a great surprise, for indeed, it was none at all. His brother had been cast down for the love he had of a mortal lioness... Laenya had been cast out for speaking in Talcorin's defense... And now here he stood, paws hovering over mortal soil, black wings spread wide....
Accepting his fate.
Banishment... The word echoed through the wind.
His wings faded, their bloody lengths appearing as mere markings on his back. In great need, he could call them forth again, but he probably wouldn't... The broken crown on his brow glinted, and he felt the call of the winds and heaven slipping away.
Mortal... He sighed, turning to eye the lands. This was better than the alternative, he supposed... And now he could be with his brother... Talcorin...
It was better this way.
Though who would have thought he would have been cast out of heaven for the sake of his siblings? Because he spoke on Talcorin's behalf in the council, and because he fought to protect Ancorath from the madness infusing him, he now walked the lands.
"Let us hope you are near, my brother." He rumbled in his deep, deep voice. The sound was cold and deep like thunder rumbling through stone.
Beware the King who wears a Broken Crown...
And now he freely walked the lands.
Where the Fallen One Spends his Time:
Incorrin's Backstory: Here
Incorrin, Acierta, Co: Here
Broken King, and His Savior? Here
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